The hot spring water floating with red petals is rustling, and the rising mist is cloud-like, accompanied by the sweet and greasy breath in the air, which is even more exciting.
The face that has always been cold and calm, even at this moment, when the air is full of enchanting atmosphere, it still hasn't changed.
Only those eyes are no longer as light as they used to be, but a lingering dark light rises, firmly locking the woman on her body.
The woman's peach blossom eyes gleamed brightly, and the snow-white skin seemed to melt away with a single rub, and the even soft flesh was supported by the beauty's bones, and it was full of charm and natural beauty.
Su Kui opened his long half-closed eyes, and his slender fingertips lazily brushed his bitten skin and fleshy thin lips, and said in a manly voice: "The more hibiscus, I am the one who has died. My ghost, understand?"
As her words fell and she was completely occupied underwater, she was a person who had smashed the rivers and lakes for several years, which was by no means comparable to ordinary women. Even at this moment, she must have absolute dominance. Although their actions are warm, they are more like a contest. A love affair revealed an endless strong smell of gunpowder on both of them.
After the incident, the crystal clear beads of sweat slipped slowly from the full forehead, and fell into the water with a tick, splashing small ripples.
Yue Fusang didn't speak from beginning to end, however, his undulating chest and rolling Adam's apple all showed that this affair that took a lot of effort and energy, both of them were addicted to it.
The willows on the moon, the foggy black clouds, obscured half of the crescent moon.
The lantern emits a hazy halo in the gloomy night. Jing Si carried the octagonal lantern, silently leading the way. The smell of the man made her very familiar. Jing Si knew that it was the scent of the mandala flower deep in the bones of the leader.
Sure enough, no matter who it is, in the end, it is impossible to escape the leader of the leader.
As long as she wants to, she can get a lot of love, even if God has given her a lot of hardships, but it is undeniable that she is now unruly. Regardless of what's behind, just enjoy it in front of you.
Drag him into hell, let him indulge in death for her, so that the leader will never be hurt. Compared to trauma, emotional injury is obviously the most severe.
Autumn is already in the blink of an eye. On the trail paved with bluestone slabs, the leaves on both sides are rustling, accompanied by the slow autumn wind, the withered leaves fall in a whirlpool. There was a faint light in the distance, and Jing Si knew that his trip would stop here.
So, she stopped, turned her body sideways, and whispered: "Yue Gongzi, the slave and maid will send you here, and the front is your yard, so the slave will not go in."
I have to say that Jing Si is an absolutely smart woman. She can clearly see the master's thoughts and understand her xinxing. Knowing that she is extremely possessive, she will never do things lightly that will touch her bottom line.
Having just experienced a love affair in which the mind was indulged in it, Yuefu Sang's eyebrows and eyes seemed to have been washed again, revealing a different feeling. He lifted his chin slightly, thanked him, and walked towards the side hall where he lived.
The moment he passed by Jing Si, he heard a soft but warning sound in his ear, "Yue Gongzi, no matter what happens in the future, please don't hurt the leader."