Chapter 51 [Zhu Xia]

Back to Zangjian Pavilion, Wu Gui had not come back yet. The area around Zangjian Pavilion was dark and silent like a grave... Although she was a sword soul, Hua Mian was actually a little afraid of the darkness. At night, the sun set, and she often stuck on the sword rack and refused to let go before she could sleep. Today is the first time for the first time. I feel that it is really a great thing to not see Wu Gui.

At this moment, I walked around the living room alone, then raised my sleeves like a puppy and sniffed hard with my nose, carefully smelling whether there was any smell of smell of the smell of the men who had drunk all day long...

The result is not.

What entered my nose was the fragrance of countless flowers outside the house. Perhaps it was the smell of the wind when I was talking to the fox in the corridor just now... The only thing left was the smell of plums, which I couldn't smell if I didn't smell it carefully.

Huamian put down his hand, but he didn't know what to do next, so he simply reached out and pinched his hand. After invisibility, he did something that she would never be able to do under normal sanity.

With a "puff" sound, she passed through the wall, leaving a tiny blue light, which melted into the wall by itself; then with a "puff" sound, she passed through the other end of the wall, and her feet fell into the room to make a "creak" sound. She stood blankly on the ground of Xuanji's bedroom.

Huamian: "…"

The window was open, and the moonlight outside was sprinkled with silver frost.

What are you going to do next?

With a strong interest, Hua Mian looked around with wide eyes. She raised her feet and walked forward. The wooden floor creaked again. Hua Mian raised her feet and looked at it like a frightened look. Then she carefully put it down, holding the hem of her skirt, standing in the same place as if she was at a loss.

He stood on tiptoe and looked at the bed in the bedroom not far away. The man was wearing the mysterious clothes at the banquet, pressing one hand on his eyes, his hair was lying there in a mess, his breathing was a little heavy.

"……Owner?"

Hua Mian lifted up the hem of the skirt, carefully leaned over to the bed, lowered her head and observed the man lying on the bed for a while. At this moment, he frowned slightly, his face pale, and he looked uncomfortable.

...It was probably because he had drunk too much, and he had been drinking tonight.

When the wine glass was put down, the person left directly.

"Master, headache?"

Hua Mian stretched out a finger, carefully lifted the hand that the man covered his eyes, and lay on the edge of the bed to look at the man carefully. He was sleeping, but he didn't sleep very well... Hua Mian's fingertips carefully fell between his frown brows, trying to smooth it out, but the man seemed to frown and rolled over with a little unsettling feeling.

Hua Mian leaned over curiously, her lips were just beside Xuan Ji's lips - it was rare to see a man like this unprepared, and she felt that she shouldn't miss this...

Zhuoyue said that only if you like it, you will kiss.

Alcohol can always give people the courage that they would not normally have. The soft pink lips carefully approached the man's thin lips, getting closer and closer. When she was sure that the breath she exhaled was spraying on his cheek, Xuan Ji turned over: "Qingque, bring water."

Qingque is a maid, as if she was the sister whom Qingxuan guards picked up from the bottom of the cliff of Wuliang Palace. She is responsible for serving Xuanji's daily life and is one of the few maids in Wuliang Palace.

When Hua Mian returned to Zangjian Pavilion, she looked at her carefully. Qingque stood outside the door and guarded her. There was no movement at this moment. Maybe she didn't hear Xuan Ji call her... Hua Mian raised her head and looked outside the door, lowered her head and looked at Xuan Ji, took another hand and went to invisibility, stood up and returned to the table to pour a cup of herbal tea for the man.

Huamian never served anyone. She came to the man with a cup, held the cup at a loss for a while, then put down the cup, and half-helped Xuanji up with the energy of feeding, and handed the cup to his lips.

I learned to sell it now, learned how Zhuoyue had just fed him wine, and fed him a little bit to drink water.

Xuan Ji was probably thirsty and was drinking anxiously. When he opened his eyes, he saw a slender figure swaying in front of him, making him dizzy, so he simply closed his eyes again: "Qingque?"

The busy person in front of him paused and said "yes".

"Your hands are very cold," Xuan Ji pointed at the little hand holding his hand, "Is it windy outside the house?"

Then there was another silence, holding his hand and laying him flat, and then making a short "um" sound... Xuan Ji was a little curious about how much the Qingque said this, but he didn't plan to chat with her. After a little doubt, he simply followed her - he was held back by those soft and boneless hands. When he fell, his tall body slid, and even the person who was holding him screamed and landed on him!

There was an infinite sound of flowers coming from the girl's hair on her chest, and her warm nose was scattered on the man's chin, and a faint fragrance of plums penetrated into her nose.

Did she drink secretly?

This maid is so brave.

Xuan Ji thought in a daze, and felt the hand pressing his chest with his hands on his body, looking very unrestrained... He opened his eyes slightly and saw a small black shadow lying on his body. Xuan Ji was not stupid, as if he realized something, so he decided to replace the maid tomorrow, and punish Qingxuan with a monthly salary, asking him to wake up, and knock Qingque by the way.

The big hand held the hand that was touching his chest, and the hand was a little cold and felt extremely soft. Xuanji paused, and the big hand rubbed the wrist and made a fiery red. Suddenly he also felt something that shouldn't have reacted-

Perhaps it was alcohol.

Things suddenly became uncontrollable and backfired.

Just as Xuan Ji was extremely hesitating about how to deal with the current situation and seemed not to be able to do anything, the person who was originally lying on him seemed to swallow the courage of the bear heart and leopard. He climbed up, and his cold and soft lips were pressed against his lips - just pressed tightly - like a cat licking his lips, but he didn't know what to do next.

The drunk man found it a little ridiculous, and also found it interesting, and sneered.

Huamian: "…"

What are you laughing at!

Feeling the chest of his man shaking, Hua Mian hesitated to stop licking the man's lips. The excitement and caution of his chest seemed to be squeezing the basin of ice water on his face. He frowned slightly and raised his head, and was about to pull away...

At this time, a big hand pressed on the back of her head, and the rough fingertips inserted into her hair made a rustling sound. Hua Mian was startled and exclaimed. The next second the sound was swallowed into the man's mouth. The flexible tongue pried open her teeth, wrapped around her tongue, drove straight into the city and conquered the ground!

Huamian: "I..."

As if he had been punished, Hua Mian shrank his neck in pain, and then she felt the earth-shaking in front of her eyes. The man held her shoulder and turned over and pressed between her firm chest and the bed. His movements were slightly rude, and the bed made a loud "squeak" sound-

Alarmed the people outside.

After Qingxuan sobered up, he was blowing outside. He happened to pass by and looked at his own girl and wanted to see if Xuan Ji was still alive. As soon as he stretched out his head, he heard a loud noise in the room. He was shocked and quickly pushed open the door and stretched his head in: "Young Master?"

As a result, I saw two people tangled on the bed at a glance. The one pressed under Xuan Ji was clearly a girl. Her curly black hair was softly hung outside the bed. Her hands were folded and pressed against the top of her head by the man. She could only see her little white side face from the necks where the two intersected...

"go out."

The man's voice that sounded from the other side of the bed was low and hoarse, and he sounded trying to suppress something. Qingxuan's head was stuck in the crack of the door and was stunned for a while. Then he retracted his head with a "oh" sound, threw it to the door, retreated like a escape, and exited the room!

Outside the door, Qingque looked up at Qingxuan with an inexplicable look on his face: "What's wrong?"

Qingxuan wiped his face, looking like he couldn't believe his dog eyes: "There is a woman in the house."

Qingque: "..."

Qingxuan: "Young Master, do the important business."

Qingque: "..."

Qingxuan turned around and wanted to leave, thought for a while and then returned: "You go and prepare some hot water, maybe use it later."

Qingque thought for a while and his face turned red in an instant.

...

And at the same time.

I didn't know that the maids and guards outside had big eyes and small eyes, and they looked extremely embarrassed. At this time, the room had returned to tranquility.

In the darkness, Hua Mian widened her eyes slightly, her hands were pressed against the man's big hands and could not move. She just felt the man's warm kiss falling from her forehead like raindrops, to her cheeks, to her lips, and then she gently bit her chin like playing...

Hua Mian felt itchy, so she narrowed her eyes and made a humming laugh to hide. She twisted it around very unhonestly, and whispered in a meow-like voice: "Don't..."

The man squeezed her earlobe like a warning, and the big hand slid down, and his slightly rough fingertips fell on her slightly loose collar, and his voice was hoarse: "It's all like this, don't you?"

His kiss fell on her chest, causing her to make a short and rapid cry, kicking her one foot, kicking the small cup that was originally placed beside the bed to the place and making a "click" sound... This slight sound seemed to smash Xuanji's reason to smash!

The big hand slightly opened the skirt of the person in his arms, and the collar spread out to reveal a large area of ​​snow-white and delicate skin. The man leaned closer and sniffed. The faint fragrance of flowers that penetrated his nose made his brain empty for a moment-

This is probably the culprit tonight.

The tip of her nose was against the delicate and warm skin on her chest, and she felt her trembling slightly because of such intimate contact. The one who kissed him before was like another person... The man chuckled, raised his hand in the darkness and touched her tender tofu-like face: "Have you ever been like this before?"

Huamian: "…"

There really isn't.

Xuan Ji felt the person under him shook his head very slowly.

Although he didn't care much about this, he still felt much happier when he saw her answer... He bent down, pushed his nose against her, and asked in a low voice: "I gave it to me like this, don't you regret it?"

Huamian: "Give it..."

What to give?

Not sure at all.

But what the owner wants...

Hua Mian heard his decisive voice sound: "What the master wants is of course given."

As soon as Hua Mian's words fell, she obviously felt the man pause... Xuan Ji was just a little surprised why Qingque, a maid, changed his name to him as "master". She always called him the son with Qing Xuan--

Could it be that she is not Qingque?

Who is that?

assassin?

Female assassin?

...Forget it, no matter who it is-

Now isn't the time to stop.

Xuan Ji had a little doubt in his heart, but the soft screams at the moment were also very nice. He laughed softly and indulged in, "It's great, just shout that way."

Hua Mian thought I kept calling this, so she said "Oh" and felt the man let go of her hand and hugged his neck. She was about to put it on and kiss his lips like greed. At this moment, she suddenly felt the man's hot big hand falling down and covering her chest. She was stunned again...

Huamian: “…????”

What are you going to do?
Chapter completed!