Jiang Niannian put down the script and touched the fox tails with her hand. Hmm, they felt very good.
She asked, "What did the mirror tell you today?"
Yin Buqi lowered his eyes slightly, and his thin, blood-red lips opened and closed, telling Jiang Niannian what he had heard today.
Jiang Niannian was stunned for a while before she slowly said, "So this is a four-corner chase of parental love where 'you love me, I love her, and she loves him'."
Perhaps, Yin Ruoxu really loved Hu Yueqing at that time, so after Hu Yueqing's death, he blamed all the mistakes on Yin Buqi and was so cold to him.
Yin Buqi buried his face tightly in her warm neck and said nothing.
"These things are not your fault." Jiang Niannian gently kissed the tip of his tail, looked at Yin Buqi, and said with pity: "Your mother volunteered, Yin Ci volunteered, and I volunteered too. We all love you, so you should live well."
"As for Yin Ruoxu, even if he has many difficulties, once the damage is done, there is no going back. No one is born wrong, whether it is your bloodline or you, there is nothing wrong."
Yin Buqi's hands around her trembled a little, and he didn't know whether it was because of what she said or because of the kiss she placed on the tip of her tail.
If he was born with nine thousand mistakes, then Jiang Niannian must be the god sent by God to save him.
The palm of his hand around Jiang Niannian's waist was getting hotter and hotter. He could feel that the skin under her clothes was smoother than jade and softer than natural silk.
The slender fingers rubbed subconsciously, and the Adam's apple rolled up and down.
Yin Buqi sat up with his eyes downcast, his voice dry: "Niannian, why are you always so..."
Jiang Niannian was stunned for a moment: "What?"
Before she could get a reply, her waist suddenly tightened, and a big black furry fox tail wrapped around her, lifted her up, and hung her on Yin Buqi's waist.
Jiang Niannian closed her eyes, her fan-like eyelashes trembling uncontrollably, and she subconsciously responded to the kiss that followed, their breaths entwined in a burning heat. Yin Buqi released her rosy lips, and held her small earlobe in his mouth, murmuring, "I like you so much..."
Jiang Niannian felt that she was about to be melted by his burning body temperature and intoxicated by his rubbing.
Yin Buqi smiled, put his head close to her neck, his nose against her neck, his breath was hot, his voice was deep and dark: Nian Nian, let's do that kind of thing. "
Bai Rixuan|**.
Jiang Niannian's heart was beating wildly, perhaps because she felt that Yin Buqi needed too much love at this moment, or perhaps because the Taoist couple's bond took effect. Waves of impulses kept surging in her heart, and she subconsciously exerted force on the hands around Yin Buqi's neck.
Look around.
The doors and windows are closed.
Teng Jiao is also in hibernation.
The assassins hiding in the dark are not here either...
She made up her mind and began to undress herself manually.
Yin Buqi was about to let her go when he saw her taking off her clothes with a shy look on her face.
His Adam's apple moved, and his voice became a little hoarse: "Nian Nian, you don't have to take off your clothes to practice sword."
Jiang Niannian: “…” So what he was talking about was practicing sword.
No, what's wrong with this person? He's so frivolous when he should be serious, and so rogue when he should be...