nashuaworldcup Chapter 143 There really isn’t a drop left.
Chapter 143 There really isn’t a drop left.
Time seemed to be stagnant for a moment, and in that moment, everything was silent, and there was only each other in this world.
I wonder which man can withstand the active 'attack' of his beloved?The second prince of Xichang, who was cold, aloof, cold and murderous in front of the world, had completely fallen. Mu Yun's response was even more breathtaking "strange moves"...
For the first time, Mu Yun truly felt the suppression of a man's power. She knew that if she didn't pull away in time, the last breath of air in her mouth would be sucked out by the man in front of her who was addicted to her body. There would really be no drop left. ...
Her beautiful wrist was tightly trapped in his broad palm, and Mu Yun could only use the "Woo" sound in her throat as a silent resistance.
However, this kind of sound seems to be more able to tug at the man's tense heartstrings...
In the blur, Zhuo Lingchu caught sight of the remaining tears in the corner of Mu Yun's eyes through the corner of his eyes, and then he was willing to let her go.
The two of them gasped softly, forehead to forehead. Zhuo Lingchu finally relaxed his grip on Mu Yun's wrist, put his hand on her waist, and played with her soft black hair scattered around her body.
There was a charm in the air, and the two looked at each other wordlessly, feeling the nostalgia for each other in each other's breath.
"So," Mu Yun spoke first, "you fell in love with me at first sight when I was nine years old. You are so old..."
Before Mu Yun could say the word "pervert", Zhuo Lingchu blocked her mouth again with soft red lips.
Afraid that he would launch another "suffocation attack", Mu Yun found another way, leaned back, then quickly shrank down, burying her little face flushed with shame into Zhuo Lingchu's soft chest.
"Stop kissing. If you kiss again, you won't be able to see anyone tomorrow." The soft and waxy voice was pressed against Zhuo Lingchu's chest, bringing waves of itching feelings to Zhuo Lingchu's heart.
He stretched out his hand to lift the chin of the person in his arms, so that he could look into her enchanted eyes and said, "Okay, no kiss, just hold her like this."
The two of them looked at each other for less than half a second before they saw Mu Yun, who was looking up at Zhuo Lingchu, frowned slightly, moved her belly slightly, and said softly: "Put away your short knife, if you hit it, Me."
As soon as she finished speaking, Mu Yun felt that something was wrong. She lowered her head and thought about it carefully. When she suddenly realized it, she suddenly raised her head with slightly parted lips, only to see Zhuo Lingchu's handsome face that was redder than a monkey's butt. .
"Ah You......"
She really couldn't say the next words, so Mu Yun turned her head away in embarrassment, neither looking up nor looking down, so she could only lie there motionless.
Although Mu Yun had not performed the Zhougong ceremony with her husband in her previous life, she had read various pamphlets when she got married. Of course she knew about the joy between men and women. The scene in front of her, I am afraid Zhuo Lingchu must be... ...
A big hand covered her eyes, and Mu Yun closed her eyes tightly.Feeling the turning movement of the person in front of her, Mu Yun dared to open her hazy eyes only after he spoke.
"Jun'er," Zhuo Lingchu said with his back to his back, "there has been progress regarding Zuo Liang. I will report to you tomorrow on the first day of the new year."
"Oh, then I'll wait for him at the princess mansion tomorrow."
"Yun'er."
"Ok?"
"I heard that you went to Ruyi Cloth Village today?"
"Ah, yes," Mu Yun felt a little uneasy inexplicably. He wouldn't want to be jealous of Xiao Zijin, would he?
"How do you like it?"
"Ah? What?" Mu Yun did not dare to answer easily.
"Do you like Ruyi Buzhuang?"
"Huh? I like it. The fabric inside is very beautiful." Mu Yun didn't know what Zhuo Lingchu meant by her question.
"Then I will take back all Ruyi Cloth Village and give it to you."
"what?"
There was no time to be surprised, the person in front of him had already rushed out of the door like lightning.
Mu Yun immediately stood up and walked quickly to the door. What she saw was only a courtyard with sparse vegetation and a cold lake. Not even a ghost was seen.
"So urgent..." Mu Yun leaned against the door frame and murmured in a low voice, like a little lady looking forward to her husband's return, but there was a bright smile in her eyes. meaning.
A clear female voice came to my ears.
"Your Highness, would you like to boil the bath water again?"
"Yeah!" Mu Yun jumped back into the room. After seeing the person clearly, she stroked her beating heart.
"Forsythia, why do you walk without making a sound?" Mu Yun pursed her lips in complaint and sighed softly, "You must have a severe fever."
"Yes." Forsythia smiled as a gift, but one thing was confirmed in her heart.
Your Highness must have done something embarrassing, otherwise why would you be so late and still have to take a shower despite being sleepy? Hey, it was really worth her waiting in the side room for half a night.
Not knowing that she had been arranged for a wonderful "bed scene" by her servants, Mu Yun yawned and turned back to the house. She completely did not notice that in the darkest corner of the courtyard, there was a little girl with a gloomy look, who was taking the master's hand. Everything happening in front of the house can be seen at a glance...
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Autumn is getting thicker, and the pale yellow leaves are falling with the wind. A small piece quietly flies into the window and falls on Cang Luo's forehead who is about to close the window tightly.
She irritably tore the fallen leaves from her hair, and a whirling gust of wind hit her face, suddenly raising the sparse black hair in front of her face, revealing a deep and beautiful face.
Cursing in her mouth, she waved away her annoyance when she turned her head. What was revealed in front of Xiao Zijin was a sinister female grimace that had remained unchanged for thousands of years.
Xiao Zijin's thin lips trembled slightly, "This female ghost, no, this female hero, are you not from the Central Plains?"
In the past, Xiao Zijin had only heard people describe how beautiful and dazzling the appearance of women from the Western Regions of the Beixiang Kingdom was, and how it seduced people's hearts. The accidental glimpse just now made him guess that the woman in front of him must be the woman from the Western Regions who was praised by everyone. Looks like!
"Oh, where am I from and what does it have to do with you?" Can Luo sneered coldly, waving the gauze roll in her hand and throwing it into Xiao Zijin's arms, "Change it yourself when you wake up."
Xiao Zijin struggled to lift up the upper half of his body from the bed, lowered his head and hissed, and begged with pain in his tone: "Ms. Ghost, my chest hurts so much that I can't even straighten my arms. You Can you help me?"
Xiao Zijin was naked from the waist up, his face was pale, his bloodless lips were so dry that they were cracked several times, and his sad little expression was very yandere.
The Western Region woman's temperament was open-minded. Can Luo looked Xiao Zijin up and down, and finally her eyes fell on his waist and abdomen.
"What can I help you with? Changing gauze or relieving desires?"
Xiao Zijin opened his mouth, lowered his head and looked down, his face suddenly cracked.