Ye Qingluo's pupils widened, and a moan came out of his mouth.
His eyes met those pair of dark and deep eyes.
A vortex seemed to be sucking her into it.
so deep...so dense...
She wanted to struggle, but Di Moxuan clasped the back of her head tightly, deepening the kiss.
It was impenetrable, as if he wanted to plunder Ye Qingluo completely and swallow him into his stomach.
The strong masculine breath completely enveloped Ye Qingluo.
A love net that seemed to be concluded, firmly engulfed her for the rest of her life.
This kiss made Ye Qingluo unable to struggle anymore.
…
the next day.
Ye Qingluo opened her eyes on time, and was about to get up, when an arm across her waist was so heavy that she couldn't move.
She looked sideways at Di Moxuan's magnificent face.
No matter what angle you look at him, he is so handsome and handsome.
Especially in his sleep, the lines of his face are softer, adding a bit of warmth.
His hands wrapped around her waist.
His leg pressed against hers.
Almost the entire body of Ye Qingluo was trapped in Di Moxuan's arms.
His hot embrace and familiar breath made Ye Qingluo dizzy for a moment.
Every time she woke up, Di Moxuan was no longer around her.
This is the first time that I can see him when I open my eyes.
Ye Qingluo raised the corners of his mouth slightly, stretched out his fingers, and traced around the contours of his face one by one.
This hand just touched it.
The wrist was held tightly all the time.
Di Moxuan opened those evil peach blossom eyes.
Perhaps it was because he just woke up, his eyes were covered with a layer of haze.
It made him even more lazy and attractive.
"You..." Ye Qingluo's cheeks blushed, and she immediately withdrew her hand as if she had been caught for doing something bad.
But... the wrist that was held, he couldn't break free no matter what.
The legs that were pressing on her slid forward.
His whole body covered her body.
Ye Qingluo was taken aback, and her cheeks were even more flushed: "Stop making trouble, I still want to..."
A kiss was overwhelming, without giving Ye Qingluo the slightest chance to struggle.
Damn! When I woke up, I was hit by the bed!
Another half an hour passed after this commotion.
Until Yan Xiaoyi knocked on the door outside: "Qing Luo~ Yesterday you said you would get up early, but you were the last one. Even if Lord Emperor Zun is here, you have to be more reserved."
Ye Qingluo is suffering and can't tell.
What does it mean for her to be more reserved
Obviously, I should tell that beast, Di Moxuan, to be more reserved, okay
Ye Qing raised his fist in shame, and slammed Emperor Moxuan's chest hard.
Turning over and getting up from the bed, Ye Qingluo finished washing as quickly as possible.
Turning his head, he saw that the beast that needed to be reserved had already put on the same black costume.
This one belonged to Qiao Jin, and it was specially brought for Di Moxuan to wear last night.
This suit is specially designed to be close-fitting for easy movement.
Di Moxuan wore it on his body, it was simply a model of asceticism.
The clothes were obviously a bit small, but they wrapped Di Moxuan's muscular body, and he could vaguely see the tense muscles...
Ye Qingluo's face flushed instantly.
"You... are you going to come with us?"
Di Moxuan raised his eyebrows: "It's a rare holiday, so I will naturally be by your side. Wherever you go, I will go."
"You're so ostentatious, how can we still happily conduct actual combat training?" Although Di Moxuan was with her, she was very happy in her heart.
But after all...
He is Lord Emperor Zun!
If he intervenes, this training will completely change.
Di Moxuan slowly took out a jade bottle from the Underworld Dragon Ring.
Immediately sat in front of the bronze mirror, facing the bronze mirror, smeared on his face...