The black-bellied prince is soft and cute

Chapter 95 Happy Play (3)
That kind of pace is a bit like a certain vital point has just been heavily attacked.

Shui Qianxun walked to the tent and listened carefully, but he couldn't hear anyone's breathing in the tent, so he opened a corner of the tent and probed in. Seeing that there was no one inside, he dragged Chu Li and got in.

Looking at the arrangement in the tent, it looks a bit like a place for female guests to temporarily touch up their makeup and rest.The material and decoration of the tent are extremely luxurious, and it is divided into two rooms, the inside and the outside. There are several tables in the outside room, and there are copper basins filled with clear water, copper mirrors, and some things like rouge and gouache.

There are three soft couches lined up inside, with soft backs and thin quilts. During the dust-cleaning banquet, if there are any female guests who are tired or exhausted, they can take a rest here temporarily.

Shui Qianxun dragged Chu Li into the inner room, and threw him on the innermost soft couch.She first searched Chuli's pockets, and took out a handkerchief, a few small porcelain bottles, and a few bank notes.

She glanced at the number on the bank note, her black eyes glistened immediately, and she put the bank note into her pocket unceremoniously.Then he unscrewed the small porcelain bottle, and saw that there were powders and pills inside, and he didn't know whether it was poison or tonic.Although I don't know the medicine in the porcelain bottle, but the porcelain bottle is delicate and moist, extremely exquisite, and the things contained in it should be very valuable.

How could Shui Qianxun let go of valuable things? She also took the porcelain bottle into her bag.

Finally she picked up the square handkerchief, the color and material of the handkerchief were exactly the same as his clothes, the tentacles were smooth, Chu Li's name was embroidered on the corner of the handkerchief, and there was a complicated pattern beside it.

This should be his special handkerchief.

Shui Qianxun wanted to put the handkerchief back into the Chu glass bag. Although the handkerchief could be sold for money, but with his name on it, most pawnshops would not dare to accept it.But after picking up the veil, he changed his mind. With Chu Li's appearance and temperament, there should be many women who admire him, so he can sell this veil to them.

Thinking of the way to exchange the handkerchief for money, she immediately stuffed the handkerchief into her pocket.

After looting everything on Chu Li's body, Shui Qianxun loosened his belt, and tore off the skirt of his jacket, exposing half of his shoulders and half of his chest.

The man's muscles are tight, from the neck to the collarbone to the shoulders, outlines the lines like flowing water, the skin is radiant, glowing like pearls in the dim tent, every inch is full of silent temptation.

Shui Qianxun's nosebleed almost spurted out.

Different from Huangfu Xun's Xueyue Liuli, and Huangfuyi's cold iceberg, Chu Li's beauty is the most mellow poisonous wine in a luxurious gold cup, a fatal temptation.

Shui Qianxun pressed her nose, looked away, and habitually calculated how much gold the beauty in front of her would be worth if she were taken back.

Anyway, no matter what, it is also a golden mountain.

Hey, it's a pity that her flying saucer was destroyed, and she might never go back. Shui Qianxun was sad for a second, and then reached out to pull out the green jade hairpin on Chu Li's head.She weighed the green jade hairpin, the jade color is as warm and moist as a pool of clear water, without a trace of variegation, it is very valuable, so naturally it is not polite to take it back.

I saw Chu Li's clothes were half-undressed, her long and curled eyelashes covered her closed eyes, even in a coma, the arches of her brows and eyes were still provocative, and her loose black hair poured down on the pillow and her face like running water. On the side of the soft couch, the rich aroma lingers in the tent.

What a picture of a beauty sleeping in spring.

Shui Qianxun admired it for a while, pulled the thin mattress over, and covered him from head to toe, revealing only half of his smooth forehead and the pouring down black hair.

The light in the tent was dim, even if I stood by the bed and bent over to look over, I just thought that some young lady was taking a nap after untying her hair.

(End of this chapter)