Quick Pass: The host has no desire to survive

Chapter 264 Young Master's Body is Delicate and Soft, Not Easy to Push Down (31)

Sikong Zhao's originally pale and bloodless beautiful face became a little pink and shy because of her sudden domineering movements, his upper body was bald, and a bit of night wind came in from the window, making him tremble involuntarily.

The cold moon-like pupils were a bit dazed, he never thought that the woman in front of him would be so bold and straightforward to take off the red robe on his body.

Because her body was very close to him, when the skin touched, the warm breath on her body, which was almost hot, penetrated from his skin into his body bit by bit.

this moment.

His heart and mind were in a mess, like a ball of numbness, and he no longer had the wisdom and composure he had before.

He couldn't help stretching out his slender and somewhat thin hands to cover his heart, and his heart began to ache, but this kind of pain was like the feeling of facing death like before, but a feeling with a little joy and joy. The feeling of anticipation.

Beier's ice-blue eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at Sikong Zhao, whose clothes were stripped off by her, with admiration, his somewhat thin but beautiful collarbone, and his not-so-muscular but very good hand feeling. Her muscular lines made her unable to look away.

Her skin was as white as snow, her lips were bright red, and the cinnabar moles at the corners of her eyes were shining brightly. This beautiful picture made her breathless.

The man was so beautiful that she felt as if she were blaspheming.

At this moment, his fair face didn't know whether it was because of shyness or because the temperature in the room was too hot.

Bei Er couldn't help stretching out her white and slender fingertips, and lightly brushed over his looming abdominal muscles, his towering Adam's apple that rolled up and down, his bright red lips, and stopped at his glistening blood. The cinnabar nevus, rub it lightly.

"Zhao'er, so delicate and beautiful, I don't know if I can bear the love of His Highness later?" She tilted her head slightly, her full lips gently resting on the tips of her pink and lovely ears, saying each word softly. language.

Hearing her very provocative words, as well as the moist and warm breath at the tips of his ears, made Sikong Zhao feel abnormal palpitations in his heart.

He raised his eyelids slightly, and looked at her ice blue eyes full of lust.

Do not know why.

This woman, whom he had always hated and hated in his heart, now had a slightly upturned smile at the corners of her eyes, which made him feel a little pretty.

what?
This woman who is full of lust|lust and only knows how to flirt with men is actually pretty?
Is it really to blame that he is too sick now?

How could you think she was pretty?

At this moment, the masculine breath filled the whole room, because Beier drank a lot of wine at the wedding banquet, his mouth was abnormally dry, he really wanted to drink water, he was so thirsty.

Looking around, she found that there was no kettle. If she asked someone to bring it, it would disturb the beauty of the room too much. She slightly raised her eyelids, and inadvertently stopped on Sikong Zhao's thin red lips. She swallowed involuntarily. Drooled.

Maybe he can quench his thirst.

She thought so, and so did she.

Stretching out her long and slender arms, she gently hugged Si Kongzhao's waist, raised her head and held his bright red lips, tasting it...

I didn't expect his taste to be so good, I wish I could tear him apart.

Sikong Zhao's cold moon-like eyes were blank, and the softness of his lips made his mind even more blank. He had never been close to a woman before, and he didn't know it was a kiss. He could only be passive to this somewhat longing feeling. If you know how to respond, you can only bear it passively, and you want more and more.

Gradually, the breathing became short of breath, gradually the eyes began to blur, and gradually I didn't know what day and night it was.

After an unknown amount of time, two red gowns embroidered with gold silk were intertwined on the marble floor.

The big bed carved with golden nanmu is covered by the hanging red luan curtain, and the spring light inside is not allowed to be seen by outsiders, only the sound of "squeak, squeak, squeak" comes out...

now.

Jingyuexuan.

Min Feiyue was dressed in azure brocade, and sat on the red bed in an orderly manner.

He gently put down the fan in his hand, raised his cold and arrogant eyes, and glanced at the near-full moon outside the window, and saw that his excited and nervous heart was already hanging high in the treetops, slowly sank.

Xu Yixuan, who lived next to him, heard his personal attendant tell him that Her Royal Highness the Empress Dowager had rested in the husband's room, her seductive eyes were full of anger.

"I didn't expect that weak young master from the Suiyang Palace to have such great charm, and his sickly body can still serve my highness. It seems that he will be a strong opponent in the future, so I have to guard against it."

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The next day.

The morning sun had just risen, and Lingxing and Xueyue stood opposite each other, standing straight in front of the bedroom door.

I saw Lingxing's face was cute and delicate, and his big eyes flickered.

The man was dressed in blue, with a pair of extremely gentle eyes on his handsome face, he was observing the woman in front of him lightly, watching her big eyes blink, unconsciously, the corners of his mouth curled into an imperceptible arc.

Just like that, as the two people stared and stared, time passed by every minute, but the two masters in the dormitory hadn't moved yet.

In the bedroom.

In his sleep, Sikong Zhao's body was moving restlessly. He felt some pain in his abdomen, and he curled up in pain. His cold palms seemed to move unconsciously in his stomach. He couldn't help but move his body closer to his side heat source.

A hot fingertip rested lightly on his pulse, and after a while, that hand gently covered his abdomen, rubbing it gently for him.

The pain was relieved, and his tightly knit brows relaxed a little.

Bei'er looked down at Sikong Zhao who was nestled in his arms. At this moment, his cute sleeping face was like a docile kitten.

Compared with the cold and biting temperament before, now it is extremely affectionate.

In fact, she woke up an hour ago.

When he fell asleep, he was extremely unruly. His thin arms wrapped around her body, his thighs were attached to her stomach, and he was not dead. Under the attack, it's no wonder that she can continue to sleep.

So she opened those ice-blue eyes, and in order to prevent him from messing around again, she had no choice but to stretch out her arms to wrap him in her arms and imprison him.

Although he did subside, but probably because of the cold poison, he broke out again. His whole body was as cold as ice, and he secretly fed a pill into his mouth. Although he no longer performed martial arts in his sleep, he couldn't hold him back Rubbing into her arms caused her body temperature to rise little by little...

Thinking of this, she blushed, Bei'er, who had always been extremely thick-skinned and would eat people up on his own initiative, looked a little embarrassed, which was rare.

　Not sure if it will be locked.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)