Zhao Yinfeng stood by the window for a while, with a chill on his body, which made Ling Qingyu shudder, and then used his warm and soft body to stick to it, hugging Zhao who wanted to push away. Yin Feng said: "It's so cold, be careful of catching a cold."
Already in May, it was already a season of messy dressing on the plains, but here it was raining, and the temperature dropped to zero at night.
"It's nothing, the winter was colder than this before." Zhao Yinfeng covered the quilt tightly, and said with a smile, he had endured it all night with the warm and soft jade in his arms, and he couldn't help it in the morning, but seeing that she slept soundly It was so sweet, just kissed her lips, then got up and opened the window to let the air-conditioning outside calm down the restless desire.
She got up early yesterday, and she walked for another day, got caught in the heavy rain again, and didn't feel it when she was playing, but when she came back, she was so tired that she didn't even eat, so she fell on the sofa and didn't want to get up.
For the past two days, Yan San had been with her for her high rebellion. Although she was tired yesterday, the high rebellion was gone, so Zhao Yinfeng couldn't help it. For many days, he missed her so much that his heart ached.
Before Yan San could make a sound, he carried her back to the room, fed her some porridge, and took a bath with her. Before reaching the bed, she had already fallen asleep.
Speaking of which, she had never slept like this before. The first two times in Bianjing, she left after finishing her work. Later, when the Ling family took over Bianjing, when he rushed back to Bianjing to accompany her, it was a shame every time. In her room, at that time, no matter how tired she was, she would still be in a light sleep. Even if she couldn't get up because of his torment, she would still be restless.
Now, he knows how cute she is when she is asleep, her eyebrows are soft and serene, the corners of her mouth sometimes curl up in a strange arc, and she laughs obscenely and cheerfully because of some dream, even the slight snoring sounds Heart shaking.
It made him reluctant to sleep, so he just hugged her like this, hugged her as she rolled, and fell asleep with his gun up.
Ling Qingyu rubbed her head against his chest, her voice was a little hoarse and unconscious, and said: "This place is no better than the Central Plains. The altitude here is higher, and the stronger the body, the more uncomfortable it will be. If you catch a cold, it will be even more uncomfortable."
"I'm fine, those rhodiola notoginseng and so on, Ye Po prepares food for us every day, he said, let's get used to it for a few days, with our bodies, we don't have to worry." Zhao Yinfeng handed Stroking down her back, whispered.
"En." Ling Qingyu responded, putting her arms around his waist, and Zhao Yinfeng moved her body so that her hand touched Xiaowanzi's mouth.
The cold wind blew in through the crack of the silk window, blowing away the dry heat in the room, and the refreshing coolness in the air made Ling Qingyu's head slightly awake. After touching the scorching heat with his hand, he looked up and deliberately Zhao Yinfeng, who turned his head to one side, smiled and said, "Well, Xiaowanzi seems to be hungry~"
"I've been hungry all night..." Zhao Yinfeng turned around and said with bright eyes.
Ling Qingyu smiled unconsciously, turned over and pushed him down, lying on his back, leaning on him, stroking his skin lightly with his fingers, and said with a light smile: "That's really neglecting your husband, then, how do you want to make it up for your wife?"
In the past, as long as seeing her, it was like a hungry wolf rushing for food. People who wanted to take off their clothes and fight with goblins all the time could actually just hug her. don't move her...
The touch in his heart was sweet and sour, Ling Qingyu lowered his head and lightly licked and bit his upturned dogwood with his tongue, and asked softly: "Well, what do you want me to do~"
When she asked the first question, Zhao Yinfeng's body was already tense, and when she asked the second question with a long and lingering meaning, her body trembled slightly, coupled with the sensitive parts. The tingling sensation, the hot blood rushed to her head, Zhao Yinfeng pushed her legs apart, held her waist with both hands, and straightened her body, the turbulent thing jumped out of the trousers directly and pierced into the warm and tight body. land.
"Hmm..." It might as well be that he was so direct, the sudden filling turned into fullness after causing a little pain, which made Ling Qingyu groan unconsciously, and clenched his teeth subconsciously.
Zhao Yinfeng's body tensed up again, and he almost confessed directly, holding back those impatient thousands of troops, panting: "I want to..."
"Ah?" Ling Qingyu quickly raised his head after biting it, and looked at the place where the little blood was bitten out, licking it with his tongue lightly in pain. asked blankly.
"I want what you gave to Yan San and Yang Zhao." Zhao Yinfeng turned over and pressed her down, keeping the two of them still, he pushed his dick tightly against the end, bowed his body and kissed her He touched her earlobe, and then kissed her neck, little by little, stirring up the flames on her body.
Yan San and Yang Zhao's? The body was teased so that there were waves of ****, Ling Qingyu tried to think with the little reason left, what was given to Yan San and Yang Zhao, but not to him
"Wedding, I want you to worship the heavens and the earth with me sincerely." Zhao Yinfeng's voice was vague, but it rang clearly in Ling Qingyu's mouth ear.
A true wedding...
Ling Qingyu hugged Zhao Yinfeng's head. His hair was always kept in a regular style. The short and thick ends of his hair felt very comfortable in the palm of his hand. The ancients paid attention to the body, hair, skin and parents, and there was no special thing to shave. Hair loss is not allowed, everyone else is okay, he and Cheng Jia are from a family of officials, although he has a bold temper, but some fundamental things are not so easy to change, but he has no hesitation or even said that he did not get along with him. She said, and Ye Po and the others shaved off their long hair, and then they simply bought a clipper, and shaved themselves every once in a while.
In fact, his hair is well maintained. There was a time when he got up early, and for the first time, he practiced knives in the yard instead of courting again. She stood behind the curtain and looked at him. At that time, he only wore A pair of obscene trousers was naked to the upper body, and the muscles of the whole body were bulging due to the force. The burly figure was wielding the big knife weighing hundreds of catties. color.
At that time, his long hair tied behind his head also danced along with him, following his vigorous moves, and following his drinking, it took on a fierce momentum.
That is the real Zhao Yinfeng, the General Zhao who commanded the 400,000 troops of the Zhao family army at the age of seventeen, the invincible Marshal Zhao who is victorious in every battle.
"They said that there is a sacred lake above Yubeng Village. It is their holy place, the closest to heaven. Let's worship the heaven and the earth there, okay?" He bit off the pink flesh, held her waist with one hand, and looked at her beseechingly.
"it is good!"
Before Ling Qingyu's clear and firm voice fell, his body was violently hit, and the last part of that voice turned into a long and lingering moan.