Yun Qianyue did not enter the house, but leaned against the door frame and looked at Rong Jing lazily.

Although Rong Jing closed her eyes, she had not slept all night. When she saw Yun Qianyue, she was delighted at first, and then she looked at her with a faint look.

Yun Qianyue thought about looking at Rong Jing through the bead curtain, as if there were many mountains, and the mountains were shrouded in mist, but fortunately she could still see Rong Jing's face clearly, and even clearly saw every expression on his face. So is this worth her leaping across thousands of mountains and rivers to walk to him? She is not afraid of being covered with swords, guns, arrows, rain, thorns, and thorns all the way?

"You are still conscience and know how to come back!" Rong Jing suddenly spoke, his voice a little hoarse.

Yun Qianyue didn't speak, and her eyes gathered in a layer of clouds and mist, but a trace of light broke out from the clouds and mist. The brilliance condensed into a mirror, which directly reflected Rong Jing's face, like poetry and painting, and elegant style.

"Come here!" Rong Jing spoke again, still dumb.

"Why go over? I want to go home!" Yun Qianyue suddenly rolled her eyes, hummed unhappily, and turned around and left. But before she could step out, the pearl curtain sounded crisply, her arms were already grabbed by someone, and a shadow was covered in front of her. She raised her eyes and looked, her waist was tightly wrapped by an arm, and she was about to speak, but her lips became soft and covered by a lotus-like breath. She opened her eyes wide and stared at Rong Jing.

Rong Jingruyu covered her hands and covered her eyes. The lips that were originally covering her lips were changed to lightly bite her tender lips in her mouth.

Yun Qianyue's eyes darkened. She had never tried kissing like this. Her heart suddenly trembled slightly, and her body trembled slightly.

Rong Jing deepened this kiss, and the lingering and charming lips and teeth were not urgent or crazy, but it was a damn lingering entanglement, as if she wanted to turn her whole person into water and rub her into his body.

The breeze blows, the pearl curtains float, making a clear and pleasant sound. The fresh breath of the purple bamboo forest blends with the unique fragrance of medicine floating in the medicine garden, which is faint and intense, and shallow and deep into the bone marrow. It is both contradictory and harmonious.

In such an atmosphere, everything in Yun Qianyue's mind was drifting away, as if only she and the person holding her were left in the world. She was like a small boat in the sea, whirling in the center of the vortex, twisting and twisting, cutting her inch by inch, swallowing it all, but she was also as happy as she could.

It took a long time until Yun Qianyue was about to suffocate and could only breathe under the breath that Rong Jing had passed. Rong Jing let her go. As soon as she softened, she was about to slide to the ground.

Rong Jing hugged her, then took her back into her arms, and chuckled softly, "Look at your success!"

Yun Qianyue gasped in big mouthfuls, and when she heard this, she glared at Rong Jing angrily and said angrily: "Dengtu!"

Unfortunately, although she was angry, her expression and voice were all terrifying and charming. The anger and anger were not only without any intimidation, but also made the minds of those who held her even more rippling.

Rong Jing suddenly lowered his head and his lips fell down again.

Yun Qianyue immediately turned her head and dodged, but he still kissed her. She stared at him, and her pink face and beautiful face reflected in her misty eyes, especially her own eyes, which were full of water. She could see clearly in his eyes. She suddenly closed her eyes and felt that she must have fallen into the hands of this man in her life.

This time the kiss was so deep that it was so deep that it could not be extricated.

After a long time, Rong Jing suddenly pushed Yun Qianyue away, picked her up in the waist, and walked into the room. The pearl curtain made a collision sound because of his eager steps.

Yun Qianyue was a little dizzy and couldn't find what she felt like tonight. She only felt her body soaring into the air, as if she was in a cloud of mist, floating. It was not until her back was lying on the bed that she pulled back a trace of her mind, opened her closed eyes, and Rong Jing's body had already bent down and pressed against her.

Her lips were kissed again, her skirt was pulled open, and her silk clothes slid down from her shoulders, revealing her delicate collarbone and skin like snow.

"Yun Qianyue, there is time today, so let's practice the 72 Spring..." Rong Jing's voice was extremely low and silence. Her lips and teeth moved away from Yun Qianyue's lips, crossing her collarbone skin, leaving traces of red and pink.

Yun Qianyue suddenly shivered and her heartbeat was slowed down by the emotional tide. In a moment, she quickly supported Rong Jing's body with her hands, her tone was a little scared, a little low, a little hoarse, a little charming, a little panic, pitiful, and aggrieved, "No..."

"No?" Rong Jing raised his eyebrows.

"Yeah, no!" Yun Qianyue shook her head. Qiyer-Spring is not something that can be played.

"I thought you actually missed it." Rong Jing looked at Yun Qianyue, and his eyes could no longer see the bright spring color he used to be. Now it was filled with fog and a faint red color, and the red naturally became lust.

"I don't want it, really don't want it..." Yun Qianyue shook her head and explained anxiously, "I just want to watch someone else's acting, I don't want it...ah..." Before she finished speaking, she was bitten by Rong Jing, a little numb, itchy, and a little painful. The teasing her heart trembled a few times, and she could hardly control her shouting.

"I think we are actually better at acting." Rong Jing looked up at Yun Qianyue, pressing the weight of her whole body on her, and raised her ink-like eyebrows slightly, "What do you think?"

"We are not qualified yet..." Yun Qianyue dared not look at Rong Jing's eyes, her voice was weak and mosquitoes and flies.

"Well? Why aren't it qualified? Tell me, let me listen." Rong Jing reached out and scooped up a strand of blue silk in Yun Qianyue, and used the strand of blue silk to tease her little face as red as smoke.

Yun Qianyue felt itchy on her face and reached out to brush it off, but her hand was held by Rong Jing's hand and wrapped it with her five fingers. She brushed it with the other hand. The other hand was also held by Rong Jing's hand. She raised her arm over her head and held it with one hand. The other hand loosened the strand of black hair, and the jade-like fingers stroked her little face. The fingertips lingered, as gentle as water.

"We...we are underage." Yun Qianyue held it in for a while and said something.

"Well, this is a problem." Rong Jing seemed to think seriously about Yun Qianyue's words. Just as Yun Qianyue was about to breathe a sigh of relief, he suddenly changed his voice, his lips bent down, and his lips and teeth flipped over, and all the breath in her mouth merged into his breath. He said dumbly: "You are here, it's OK!"

"There is no way to come the sunflower. I...I haven't grown yet!" Yun Qianyue felt like fish on the cutting board at this time, and was waiting for people to think about what dishes to cook, whether it was steamed, braised, boiled, or pickled fish... After thinking about it, it was put into the pot.

"Didn't it grow?" Rong Jing suddenly blinked his eyes, and his misty eyes looked at Yun Qianyue under him. His eyes swept across her face, lips, and ears, and then looked at her collarbone and chest, all the way down. After watching Yun Qianyue's whole body seemed to be burning, he slowly said: "I see that the places where it should grow have grown, you can use it..."

Yun Qianyue wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into it. She lived for two lives. After being looked at like this for the first time, she said that it would be useful if it grows. She turned her head and stopped looking at Rong Jing. She blushed and said angrily: "The flowers that destroy the motherland are crimes, do you know?"

"The crime should not be done. No one dares to destroy you anyway. You dare to destroy the emperor's sword." Rong Jing shook his head, leaned down his lips again, and kissed Yun Qianyue's neck. His hand slid down along her chest, hovering around her waist, landing on her lower abdomen, and lingering downward.

"Rong Jing..." Yun Qianyue suddenly had the urge to cry. Although she was sometimes bold and wild, she still had some things to do. In fact, she was extremely timid and conservative in her bones. In the past, Rong Jing and her had never been close to her, and she had even more fanatical than this, but she had never experienced such romantic situations. Her body could not bear the softness and could not raise any strength.

"Well..." Rong Jing responded, but buried her head in kissing and touching her. She seemed to be addicted, and tasted her beauty. Her breathing sprayed on Yun Qianyue's neck and body. The obviously wide bed made her breathing difficult.

Yun Qianyue felt that she was about to cook, and this time it was even more serious than going back. She felt that she would definitely cook today. Whether it was steamed fish, braised fish, boiled fish, or pickled fish, she would definitely cook one. If she used them all in the 72 Spring, she would not cook one, and she could use every fish, and probably also had her favorite hibiscus roasted fish.

Rong Jing's hand finally lingers on the inside of Yun Qianyue's thigh...

Yun Qianyue suddenly held her breath, and at this moment, her breathing stopped...

Rong Jing did not take a step closer and stopped kissing, as if he was lowering his head and thinking about something, with a very serious expression.

Yun Qianyue looked up at him, and then she found that his crescent white brocade robe was still intact on his body, dressed well, but his face was a little light pink, his exposed skin was also light pink, and his lips were redder than before because of the kiss with her. She looked at him and suddenly a kind of beauty rose. He abandoned his youth, planned, abandoned his gentleness and grace, and his mouth, his black heart and black lungs. He was a boy, in his good years, in his prime, and was in his or her trance. All the good words in the world are

It can be accumulated on him, no matter what beautiful things that cannot be touched, he can bear it on him, "The color of the brocade clothes and snow, look back and smile the world." "The people on the street are like jade, and the young master is unparalleled in the world." "The emperor is more than the emperor, and the prince is more elegant than the prince." This is Rong Jing, the clouds are high, like poetry and paintings. Suddenly a touch rose in her heart. Such a beautiful scenery, now the young master is like jade, what is she leaving? She suddenly felt a strong sense of possession, reached out to pull Rong Jing's belt, and her hand moved one step faster than her brain.

Rong Jing was thinking about something seriously, but when she felt Yun Qianyue's movements suddenly, she was shocked and looked down at her.

Yun Qianyue smiled slightly at him, her voice was very gentle and charming, and she exhaled like orchids, "I decided! Listen to you, let's try the seventy-two springs. I think it's better for us to act on our own. You can empathize with me. You have me, and I have you."

After the words were finished, she pulled her fingers gently, and the jade belt around Rong Jing's waist was pulled off by her.

Rong Jing's body trembled, Yun Qianyue's hand had already penetrated his brocade robe and touched his gentle skin. She took a breath lightly, so gentle, so delicate, like a brocade, like his people, with warm muscles and bones. She remembered his years of torture of cold poison, and she also remembered that when she was at Lingtai Temple in Qingquan Mountain that day, she helped him to drive away the cold poison. Layers of ice overflowed from his body, from the inside out, was it that such a reincarnation baptism melted into his current ice and bones? She suddenly wanted to see it anxiously.

Rong Jing suddenly held Yun Qianyue's hand.

Yun Qianyue looked up at him, and she was so charming, her voice was low and gentle, "Now we think you are so delicious, yes, you can try it..."

Rong Jing's hand froze.

Yun Qianyue's lying body was half tilted up, approaching Rong Jing, wrapping her arms around his neck, and gently biting his ears. She felt Rong Jing's body tremble sensitively. She smiled softly, "Well, do you think it's better to steamed fish? Or braised fish? Or boiled fish? Or pickled fish? Well, although hibiscus roasted fish is good, it's a pity that I can't make..."

Rong Jing's long eyelashes flashed, his voice was extremely hoarse, and he seemed to be extremely patient, "Yun Qianyue, don't tell me you want to have a meal!"

"I really want to!" Yun Qianyue nodded, her lips left Rong Jing's ears and kissed his lips.

Rong Jing's breathing suddenly became heavier.

Yun Qianyue kissed him lightly from the corner of his lips. After a moment, the tip of his tongue penetrated into his mouth and turned around and lingered with him. Rong Jing's breathing was a little turbid, but his body was completely stiff.

Yun Qianyue felt Rong Jing's body tense like never before, and she suddenly felt extremely strong. It turned out that she was not just confused by him. It turned out that if she had a backhand, she would have a chance to turn the tables. This would be obvious in a short while! She broke free from Rong Jing's hand, hugged him, and pulled the brocade clothes close to him.

Rong Jing's breathing seemed to stop, and there was only a thick or shallow fragrance of snow lotus in the bed tent.

Yun Qianyue peeled off Rong Jing's brocade clothes and watched his brocade clothes slide down his shoulders. Although it was now on the eve of dawn and the light outside was a little dark, she still clearly saw his skin. The brilliance of her eyes was covered by a stunning color. She couldn't help but murmured: "Is this the legendary blow-knit? Why can men have such good skin..."

Rong Jing seemed to suddenly wake up, pushed Yun Qianyue away, moved his wrist, and the slipping brocaded clothes returned to his body in an instant, covering his exposed skin tightly.

Yun Qianyue was still in the hazy Yanhua and couldn't help but murmured: "I finally understand why it is 'the color of snowy jade in brocade clothes.' Why didn't you realize you were made of warm jade before? Ice skin and jade bones can be broken..."

"Yun Qianyue!" Rong Jing seemed to grind her teeth, "I am a man!"

"Yes, you are a man, I know!" Yun Qianyue nodded seriously and moved her eyes to Rong Jing.

Rong Jing suddenly felt a big stove covered his head and body, and the source of the stove was the woman in front of him. She was already steamed by him, but now she turned around and turned to steam him. A hint of annoyance flashed across his face. Suddenly, he pulled his brocade quilt and covered Yun Qianyue's head. His voice was a little bit gritted, "Yun Qianyue, where are your eyes looking?"
Chapter completed!