The moon is bright.
The light is warm yellow.
The atmosphere was so ambiguous... too much.
Bai Weiwei's blushing face was full of panic, and she tried to push him away with both hands.
Afraid to meet him.
The strong contact of a man, and the neat power like a beast catching a rabbit, are all irresistible.
He seemed to be used to it, even with such indifferent contact.
Also occupy the position of absolute winner.
With her back to the candlelight, Lu Xinglan's overly beautiful face was covered with a dreamy light.
His voice was slow, still with a calm rhythm.
"Didn't you come to give birth to a baby with me? You are so shy, how can you give birth?"
This sentence made Bai Weiwei's face flush red immediately, her fingers curled up and tucked into her cuffs.
The body lying on the table, the skirt drooping under the table, was pressed by the man in the corner.
Her eyes were printed with delicate spots of light, with a hint of shy affection, but more of a bleak confession.
"It was ordered by the old lady..."
A maid's life is not worth three melons and two dates.
No one said anything about the master's orders and refusing to obey.
So when commanded, do it.
No one will think that a little girl has the right to refuse.
This sentence made Lu Xinglan stop his pressing movements.
He put his hands on both sides of her head, and the girl's black hair fell on the back of his hands, cool and smooth.
Lu Xinglan was silent for a while, then suddenly asked in a low voice, "You don't want to?"
Bai Weiwei's eyelashes trembled, and the blush reached the back of her ears.
Begonia on the temples, with her bright color, was abruptly compared to no luster.
In her pupils, the light waved lightly, with a trace of affection that was hidden, but could not be hidden no matter what.
"Young master is very good..."
She murmured, and after saying this, Hong Yan's lips pursed tightly, and her skin began to tremble with tension.
In this day and age, a woman makes such a naked confession to a man.
is a debauchery.
Bai Weiwei obviously knew how daring she was, and was afraid of her daring, blushing and panic.
She closed her eyes, her eyelashes pressed and her eyes trembled.
"Everyone said that the young master is very good."
She wants to cover up.
Lu Xinglan raised his brows lightly, half-smiling, "Who are all of them?"
He seemed to have lost his strength, his fingers loosened, and his body couldn't hold back anymore.
Just seeing the charming eyes of the girl under her, she instantly widened, all the seductiveness disappeared, and she felt more cute.
Lu Xinglan smiled even deeper.
Just like a rabbit.
"You name them one by one, and I will reward them."
Bai Weiwei clenched her fists nervously across her chest, stammering when she spoke, "It's just a lot, many people have said it, but I can't remember."
Lu Xinglan's gloomy calculations and outright unhappiness were replaced by the joy of teasing the rabbit.
"So where do you say I'm good?"
Bai Weiwei's breathing was a little short, with a soft and fragrant girlish breath.
It is the exact opposite of the desert sandstorm and the frontier cold snow.
Those were his two favorite flavors.
Today, I found out that the girl's soft fragrance, sweet and extravagant, like a glass of wine that is not spicy, but makes people extremely intoxicated.
His eyes darkened a bit.
The first time I met a woman, I didn't feel sick.
He was suspicious and wary at first.
Then slowly came back.
A little girl, the information has been thoroughly checked, and he can't be counted.
Probably not a spy.
It happened to be his taste for her, not so repulsive.