Chapter 15： Cold Snow

Wu Hanxue woke up in the slight sway of the carriage. The first thing that caught her eye was the broad chest of the chill. He blinked, and along the line of sight he saw the hand holding the book in the chill, while his other big hand was clinging tightly around her waist. Thinking of the scene before falling asleep, Han Xue twisted his waist unwillingly, gritted her teeth, although she knew that this strength was nothing but a tickling force for him, but she couldn't swallow that breath.

"Xue Er?" The pain in his waist told him how angry the little man in his arms was about his previous behavior, and sighed in his heart. The chill placed the book in his hand on the short side and clasped his hands. Han Xue. "I'm wrong, I'm sorry Xueer, don't you get angry?"

"You dream!" Han Xue snorted coldly, although she also enjoyed the pleasure, but when he was about to faint, he woke him up again. The taste was really beyond words, and most let her The annoyance is that this man is doing nothing more than punishing her, which is the most unforgivable behavior.

He chilled helplessly and sighed, "How can Xueer be willing to forgive me?" He did nothing wrong, but he could only slap and scold, without daring to complain.

How are you going? Han Xue's eyes narrowed for a moment, thinking about how to punish this man in his mind. Hit him? Not good, hurt him, and I feel distressed when I look at it. scold him? No, she hasn't scolded so much. Besides, it's too cheap to just scold him, so she won't be willing to let him go so easily. There was a faint noise in my ears. Han Xue remembered that they were on their way to Beijing, and they suddenly made up their minds. The corners of their lips couldn't help but radiate. He laughed a few times.

The horrible laughter of the cold and treacherous chill caused the chills to shiver, all the hair on the back stood up in a row, and the goosebumps floated on his hands. He couldn't help looking at Han Xue's head with a grin, knowing that this girl wouldn't let herself go so easily this time.

"Where?" Han Xue asked slightly.

Wang Zhengyi, who was standing by the car, responded quickly: "Miss Hui, you have already seen the city gate. It seems that the adult Qiu Xin is already waiting there." There are one-fourth adults in the chapel today. They are all from Hanjiazhuang. In order to avoid confusion, as long as they meet the adults of Han, they will call them by name.

Han Qiuxin, a Hanjiazhuang who joined seven years ago, was recommended to the emperor's brother because of her excellent assessment results one year ago. This person is attentive and stable. He is methodical and is a bit old-fashioned. Mrs. Snow was later recruited by Han Xue to teach the children of Han Jiazhuang's adoption.) After joining the ceremony department, he kicked out his predecessor in less than a year, occupying the position of the ceremony department. Although the emperor's brother wanted to have a big blood exchange for one reason, it did have real learning.

"Brother Wang." Han Xue sat upright, looking at the chill and smiling.

"Yes."

"For a while, you go to cope with Qiu Xin, no matter what sound is made in the car, the speed does not change, go straight to the palace." Looking at the chilling cry, Han Xue opened his mouth happily.

"Yes, my subordinates obey." Although I didn't know Han Xue thought-why-but Wang Zhengyi still responded faithfully, remembering the incident of overheard I heard in the inn in my mind, secretly thinking that the princess and the war Doesn't an adult want to do that on the carriage? This is going to enter the city, oops-so daring!

"Xue Er ..." The chilling expression of begging for mercy shook his head and became extremely bitter. The two of them have been looking for a big one, and since each other's hands and shots, both of them can understand what each other wants to do or say, and it is clear that Xueer is going to blame him on this carriage. And the best way to shame him home is ...

"Undress!" His Royal Highness lifted his forehead at him, meaning: You dare not take it off at your own risk.

"Xueer, can you change places?" He is about to enter the city. After his prominent name as a protector of the nation, he may have to keep up with a loud name-"the imprisonment of the protector princess". The punishment is too severe.

"Don't you take off?" Han Xue stared at him dangerously.

"Don't be mad, don't be mad, I'll take off, I can't take off." The chill immediately beg for mercy, with both hands quickly untied the clothes on his body, removing the coat three or two times-fine-light.

Exhaust sound came from outside the car. Although the voice of the two was not loud, the Twelve Guards were all top masters. They worked hard at their ears and only separated the board of the carriage. The sound in the carriage was even subtle. It's still extremely loud for them. There are those guards and maids who have been temporarily brought in. They are all from the People's Bureau or Hanjiazhuang. Although the martial arts foundation is less than the twelve guards, they are also tuned by famous teachers. The voice in the carriage naturally escapes. But their ears. Being able to eavesdrop so brightly is not afraid of fighting adults, everyone is very happy, all covering their mouths and ears, not letting go of any sound in the car.

还有 "What else?" Hanxue's eyes motioned to his waist belt, urging him to move quickly.

雪 "Xueer ..." Poor pretending to be ineffective, Han Xue grunted coldly, and the chill immediately surrendered, quickly stripping himself away.

Han Xuexie smiled and stretched out two small hands from the silk quilt. She pulled the silk quilt on her body with one hand, and gently stroked the chill chest with the other hand, and slowly slid across the chest, stopping at the navel. Passed the lower abdomen and reached between his legs.

The chilling of her chills slowly became heavy with Han Xue's hand. When she touched that point of her Majesty, she took a sigh of cold air and exclaimed, "Xue Er ...".

"Yeah! Good boy, he's grown up." Han Xue prankly shook the chill-meat-stick and watched it slowly expand and swell.

"Hmm ... Xueer ..." It's terrible. It seems that he can't be good today. This girl is not correct and he is satisfied with her, will not let him go.

Wow wow, Lord Chan is moaning! On to the topic! On to the topic! Everyone outside the carriage sharpened their ears, unfolding boundless imagination, imagining the beautiful scenery inside the car, all eyes were green, and they were biting their fingers / grasping with excitement, but did not dare to make a sound, fear Disturbed the interest of the two in the car.

"Oh, you're too big, I hate it." Han Xue thumped-meat-stick, and after seeing it twice, the thing swelled so much that she couldn't grasp it with one hand. Meat-stick.

"Oh —— lightly, it will be dead." The chilling low-dumb moaning, does this girl want to pinch him?-The pain from the meat-stick is accompanied by the pleasure, making him unable to hold back the body slightly. Support yourself with your hands behind you, and stretch your lower body to make it easier for Han Xue to tease.

Wu Hanxue smiled mischievously at him, let go of the hand that had been pulling the silk quilt, and held his-meat-roots with both hands. The thrill of being tightly wrapped in the body, and the beautiful carcass exposed after the silk was slipped, suddenly smothered the chilling breath, and the dark eyes were bright in the dark, just like the fire burning in the midnight field, burning snow. All blushed.