Poisonous Peasant ‘Concubine’

The room is decorated in a simple and unique room. The floor is covered with torn pieces of torn clothes. It is spacious enough to lie down on the big bed of several adult men. Yan Ruirui is lying on his side. One hand held the head, one hand fell in love with the softly stroking Ling Jingxuan's sleek shoulders, and the two of them only arbitrarily set up a thin quilt, the upper body and legs exposed are naked. Compared with Yan Ruirui's strong and powerful wheat-colored skin, Ling Jingxuan's skin color is more white and smooth, but it can't be seen at this time, because the exposed skin is covered with dense blue-green hickey, even inside the thigh, I believe it is hidden in The important part of the thin part should not be spared.

Last night, the passion burned for a long time, but they did not break through the last line of defense. At the crucial time, Yan Ruirui retreated, not wanting to, but he suddenly remembered what he said, their first time, he wants to stay. On the wedding night, for this reason, Ling Jingxuan, who had been burned in the fire, did not say anything. Men, there are many ways to solve the physiological needs, and it is not necessary to go in.

Think of his special body structure, thinking that their son is coming out from there, the peach eye can not help but sink, the silk flame jumped among them, the desire to be comforted several times by Ling Jingxuan last night seems to have signs of looking up again. Lips can not help but reveal a bitter smile, Yan Ruirui reluctantly retracted his hand, lying back and looking helplessly looking at the roof, to be honest, just saw his special body last night, he was shocked, and it was not a disgusting disgusting. But obsessed, deeply obsessed, now as long as he thinks of the picture, he can't help but feel hot and tired, and wants to turn over and overwhelm him into the place.

"Well," Ling Jingxuan, who was asleep, unconsciously screamed, and the body autonomy that was filled with passion imprinted into his arms, his hands on his chest, his legs crossed his legs, and he was a little bit hard. A little bit of desire to calm down, Yan Yanrui's mouth smile can not help but deeper, turned his head and looked at him, carefully removed his leg, ready to get up and go to the bathroom for a cold shower, and then lie down with him, he is afraid that he will endure Can't help but rush to eat him.

"Oh, it’s not yet time, no one wants to stop me from wanting you when I resume my memory."

A domineering kiss on his lips, Yan Ruirui got up and crossed his body, so he went to the bathroom like a red strip, and what he didn't know was that Ling Jingxuan, who was sleeping in the bed, almost at the same time he got out of bed. He opened his eyes, and the narrow-eyed Danfeng eyes did not have the slightest confusion of those who just woke up. Instead, they were burning with brilliance and evil spirits.

"Oh... the endurance is really strong enough, Rui Rui, let's gamble and see if you can support your memory."

Sit back and sit up, ignoring the thin quilt that fell because of his uplifting action, his eyes staring at the open door. They were all like that last night. He also took the initiative to give him a mouth. He actually braked in the last second. God knows how shocked he was at the time. Whose self-control horror is like him? Although he didn't say anything at the time, he decided to change his way to satisfy each other's high lust, but now that the passion has faded, it seems that it will be interesting to challenge his bottom line.

"How come you wake up? It's still early, let's sleep for a while."

In a short time, Yan Ruirui walked in with a strip of cloth in his hand, and the desire between the legs was already docile. Ling Jingxuan had a glance at the stuff, and he did not mind opening the quilt.

"Hey?? Take a shower without sleeping. After a while, they should come."

Suddenly seeing the picture of people spurting blood, Yan Ruirui was tortured and reluctantly turned over the body, almost stiff open the closet and took out Ling Jingxuan's trousers to wear on his body, the tough and beautiful face was slightly red, can you? ?

"I don't know if you are still shy?"

Ling Jingxuan hugged him from behind his back, his voice was full of ridiculous ridicule, and finally realized that he was hacked, Yan Yanrui turned and smacked his face and pinched his nose: "I will give you the whole body sooner or later." No."

The tone is helpless, but it is also sweet. Ling Jingxuan’s thief smiled: “Who is it? I don’t know who is so feathery, I have to insist on a hole in the room to do it, and it’s a job to do it!”

He didn't care. I really don't know if he is insisting on a slap. Is it a matter of time, sooner or later? "This king is cherishing you!"

Don't say, Yan Ruirui at this time seems to have a bit of tyrannical power of Wang Ye, Ling Jingxuan a little glimpse, then bends his knees in memory: "Yes, my prince!"

"Haha, you!"

Upon seeing it, Yan Ruirui couldn’t hold it anymore, and he laughed loudly. Fortunately, when he built the house, Ling Jingxuan was warming up. The walls were all two layers of hollow construction. The sound insulation effect was very good, otherwise the boudoir flirting between them. I am afraid that everyone in the entire house will have heard it.

"Go to a cold, I will give you a haircut later."

It’s almost annoyed, and it’s not too early to see the sky. Yan Ruirui patted his buttocks unknowingly, watching him disappear into the doorway before going to the dressing table to comb his long hair.

"The action is fast enough. I am very curious. If you are really a prince, should you do this without having to do it yourself? But you seem to be very proficient. Have you been personally involved before?"

Not long after, when Ling Jingxuan wiped his long hair back, Yan Ruirui had already combed his head and leaned on the dresser to wait for him. He still had a plain wooden comb in his hand and looked at his meticulous hair bundle. Ling Jingxuan I can't help but wonder. He honestly said that he really admire these ancient people. He can firmly fix his waist and long hair with only one hairpin. He has been here for almost two months, and he hasn't learned it yet. Hair, every time he turns his hair on his hair, most of them use a rope to tie them to a tall ponytail. He himself is also. Sometimes he even wants to cut his hair, so staying so long is not good. Said that this weather is still hot, it is better to be refreshed and comfortable than short hair.

"You ask me who I am going to ask? Is the hair **** as usual?"

Pulling him down, Yan Ruirui stood behind him with a comb, carefully and gently taking care of him for three thousand troubles that had been wiped dry.

"Well, change the children to the town to buy the big scissors, cut it directly, comb it every day, and get bored." Looking at them in the mirror, Ling Jingxuan frowned.

"Why do you say that your body is given by your parents? How can you say that you can cut it? No one wants to cut off your hair except the monk."

He didn't bang his head. What Yan Ruirui didn't say was that he was lying on the bed with a confusing look. Don't mention how **** it is, especially when it's naked, the skin is whiter and smoother under the black hair, even if he Nothing is done, it is enough to ignite his desires in an instant, and he can't let him cut his hair.

"Forget it, there is a generation gap in this matter, just help me to tie it up casually, don't make it so complicated, I am not used to it."

How many men in the 21st century will have long hair? On this issue, Ling Jingxuan is too lazy to argue with him. Just now he just said it casually. He wants him to cut his hair. I am afraid that the first one will not let him go. It’s two buns. He doesn’t want to see them. In other words, it seems that it is not so painful to keep long hair.

It seems that he was really tortured by a small steamed buns. Otherwise, every time he thinks about their chanting, he has a headache?

"Bump?"

I have to say that Yan Ruirui’s hand is much better than Ling Jingxuan. After three or two times, he took care of him and worried about his long waist. At the same time, the knocking of the door sounded, and the two men’s eyes were in the mirror. Collided together, they all saw helplessness in the eyes of each other. This knocking method, in addition to the little buns, who else?

"Hey, hey, are you awake? The father is gone, why are you opening the door??"

Sure enough, Ling Wu’s anxious voice followed, and Ling Jingxuan got up and found a set of blue-blue clothes from the closet and threw it to him. He turned and left the room.

"Oh, it’s not good, my father is gone, is he not wanting us?"

At the moment of pulling open, Ling Wu fiercely rushed forward and hugged his leg. The small face that looked up was full of anxiety, and the traces of tears appeared in the bottom of his eyes. Ling Jingxuan felt a pain in his heart, and he hugged him while watching. Ling Wen, who looked at his lips and said nothing, pulled him into his arms and said: "No, my father is here, he didn't leave, and didn't want us, hey, don't feel sad, you will feel bad."

Only then did he know that they had been afraid.

"Wow?? Hey, I’m scared to death, I thought my father didn’t want us anymore, eh??”

He didn't say it was okay. One said, Ling Wu cautiously hugged his neck and cried so badly that even Ling Wen, who had been forbearing, couldn't help but twitched and dropped the golden beans. Ling Jingxuan felt uncomfortable and helped him cleanly. Go to tears: "Hey, don't cry, my father will never leave without a sound. I talked to him too late last night. He went to sleep directly here. Are you not always like this? If you are tired, you will be tired." I don't want to go back to my room. My father is the same. Don't worry about this kind of thing in the future. Let's go here and ask if you know it?"

The sensible thing is also a child. The absence of Yan Ruirui for nearly five years left an unimaginable psychological shadow in their hearts.

"I won't leave you again."

Dressed out of the room, Yan Ruirui said seriously in front of them. He didn't expect it, but he didn't stay in his house for one night. They would scare him like this. He will take him wherever he goes. They until they no longer need his father.

"father.

Seeing him, Ling Wu decisively abandoned Ling Jingxuan and rushed to hug him, burying his head and sobbing on his shoulders, as long as they got up earlier.

"Sorry, I will go back to my room with you no matter how late I will talk in the future. I won't let you find me anymore, hey, don't cry, my father will feel bad."

Holding his son tightly, Yan Ruirui looked at Ling Wen’s prudent promise, and his heart could not tell the complexity.

The brothers nodded in unison, Yan Yanrui Ling Jingxuan looked at each other and exchanged a helpless look, and then held them in the living room to comfort them for a while before they calmed down. Although this was only a misunderstanding, it was left in the heart of Yan Ruirui Ling Jingxuan. The traces have also indirectly led to the result of the family going together in the future. Of course, that is all afterwards.