My lord, she is beautiful and good at fighting

Chapter 103 Brother is very talented
"This is not the right thing to talk about in a tiger and wolf den," Wei Wan curled his lips, his expression unchanged, "Brother will continue to talk nonsense, and the people inside will come out."

Rong Xian smiled lightly and pulled people around, his figure galloped quickly in the darkness, the strong wind swept through the wind and sand, and the two of them slipped into the tent, the curtains fluttered slightly, without arousing the slightest attention.

"Look carefully, brother's lightness kung fu is even more advanced." The surrounding scenery changed instantly, and Wei Wan praised him without hesitation.

"The best is more than light work." Rong Xian hooked the belt around her waist, pulled her closer, and then stepped forward, forcing Wei Wan to retreat step by step, "The moon is dark and the wind is high, the surrounding The crows are silent and the birds are quiet, which is just right for..."

The thick darkness spread, and only the outlines of each other could be vaguely seen. Wei Wan was approached in the boundless space. After being pressed down, she groped with one hand on Rong Xian's shoulder, and stepped back tentatively.

Immediately, she suddenly bumped into something, and then the huge thing pressing against her back fell backwards. She used her backhand to stand upright. When she was righting herself, she took a look and felt a little confident.

Rong Xian's cheek was pressed against her shoulder, and the scorching breath sprayed on her neck. Wei Wan raised his hand and pressed it against his jade-like slender neck. The fiery touch burned her fingertips. trembling.

Wei Wanyuan frowned, feeling something was wrong: "Rong Xian..."

"Um... um...," he sighed softly against the warmth of her palm, lifted his long eyelashes lazily, and continued with the sentence, "Let's talk with Ah Wan, from the simple to the deep." Feet... lingering."

Rong Xian's voice was vague and charming, hidden in the skirt of her neck: "Brother is very talented, he can learn everything quickly."

"You," Wei Wan worried about the unstable screen behind her, her back was straight, she could clearly feel Rong Xian's strangeness, and her arms calmly embraced Rong Xian's armpit, "this is so beautiful, I won't risk my life Come on, me too,"

Rong Xian smiled lightly and embraced her in his arms, rubbing her waist with hot palms, leaning on her and entangled her to cut off her words: "He is not worthy."

"The world knows your beauty, but they must never... desecrate your beauty. Brother, I can't bear to be contaminated by this obscenity."

Hearing this, Wei Wan fell silent for a moment, leaned on the edge of the screen with his back hand, and walked towards the bed inside with Rong Xian in one arm.

Rong Xian lowered his brows and narrowed his eyes, his fox eyes were filled with a smile, covering Wei Wan alone, he naturally pressed the weight on his body, and then, the smile on his lips subsided.

Wei Wan wanted to support him on the bed, but Rong Xian hugged him and fell into the bed together. The slender figure was firmly pressed against Wei Wan's body, and even the silver sleeves were They all fit perfectly, sticking to Wei Wan's sleeves very obediently, without wiping the brocade quilt halfway: "The smell of rouge, it's dirty."

Rong Xian's stiff neck relaxed and pressed against Wei Wan's neck accurately.

His voice was no longer as clear as before, with a low murmur, some coaxing, some coquettishness, and infinite intimacy.

Wei Wan's heart hurt from being hit by him, and in his confused mind, he couldn't help but start to wonder... Did Rong Xian suffer from some serious illness, which burned him to the point of unconsciousness: "Rong Xian, I'm afraid you are possessed by some monster. Alright,"

Rong Xian raised his eyebrows, raised his head, lazily raised his long eyelashes, half-closed his fox eyes, looked at her pretty and fair face, breath sprayed between her lips and teeth, and immediately touched her lips with the tip of his nose. There was pain on the lips: "Let me rely on it."

(End of this chapter)