"Yao Fang Yaofang! Your silver hairpin is so beautiful. I wonder where it was made?" Qianhua completely ignored Master Yaofang's disregard for her and continued to entertain herself.
"Yaofang Yaofang, you brought Xiaoxiao and Wuyi together. Xiaoxiao must be very grateful to you. Then if I bring you together with Demon Lord, will you thank me?"
Yao Fang was slightly startled, but after being startled, she gave a low-spirited smile. She still had a cold look on her face and refused to say a word.
"You don't believe it?" Qianhua asked back, and after a long moment of silence, she continued to seek advantage, "Yaofang Yaofang, I know where your silver hairpin was made! The pockmarked mother-in-law of Maluo Mountain is the best at carving. As for gold and jade jewelry, my Yun asked her to make a lot of beautiful things for me, including the phoenix crown that I married him twice!"
Master Yaofang sighed softly, secretly thinking that the little hedgehog was really annoying, but unfortunately Ru'er was not around, so she was unable to scold him.
Talking about Ru'er, Yaofang was also helpless. At dusk, Qianhua tempted Ru'er, who was preparing dinner for her, and asked her to ask the devil if he would come to look for the honey palace tonight. Ru'er usually never listened to a word from Qianhua. , but her weakness was that the Demon Lord was distant from her, so when Qianhua said this, Ru'er also passed away.
The Demon Lord would occasionally come to Xunmi Palace to spend the night, but the so-called "overnight" was just a change of place to get drunk, allowing himself to pour wine for him all night long, smelling the fragrance of drunken honey, and chanting his sorrow to the moon.
So when Nan Liyue pushed the door open, there was no Zui Qianmi as expected, but only a pair of deep black eyes overflowing with blurred emotions. How could Lord Yao Fang not be shocked? The silver hairpin that was pulled out of the bun was held in the palm of the hand and a blood-red mark was drawn. Three thousand green hairs, like three thousand emotions, caressed the soft skin as delicate as white porcelain, drying the bitter and sweet tears in the corners of the eyes...
"I just said he would come!"
"Yao Fang has met the Demon Lord." Qianhua's hip-hop was buried in Yao Fang's choked sobs. Ever since she knew that Luo Qian's face would reappear in the world, Nan Liyue never stayed in the honey-seeking palace again. Even if Yao Fang's owner She has suddenly lost her qualifications to pour wine for him, so now that he is willing to come, no matter what he comes to do, Chiru Yaofang is already bursting with gratitude.
"Let me take a look." Nan Liyue said calmly, holding her slender arm and walking to the edge of the bed to sit down. Then she raised her bleeding jade hand and held it in her palm, taking a closer look at the scars that were not deep or shallow. On top of the fair skin, anyone who sees it will feel distressed.
"It's okay..." Lord Yaofang was about to say, and suddenly he felt a cool and moist feeling like a spring flowing over his palm. When he lowered his head and looked again, the scars were gone.
Nan Liyue's face was still pale, but her eyes as she stared at Yaofang were gradually stained by the beauty of the bedroom, and a thin layer of tenderness enveloped her: "Tonight, I will accompany you."
"Pfft—" A very uncooperative sound suddenly came from the window sill surrounded by flowers and vines. Qianhua wrinkled her little face and apologized innocently: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it. I ate too much tonight..."
Qianhua swore to God that this fart was really not intentional. Seeing that Leng Qing was as stubborn as Nan Liyue, she actually listened to her words and doted on Master Yaofang. Qianhua couldn't be proud before it was too late!
Nan Liyue ignored her and just told Ru'er who was stunned behind her: "You can retreat."
Ru'er was stunned and overjoyed. The Demon King never shuns him when he spends the night in the Honey-seeking Palace. Tonight, he made an exception to drive her away. Could it be true... Ru'er responded with a poop, and pointed again before turning around. Something discordant on the windowsill asked solicitously: "Would you like to take the cage out?"
"I don't want to leave! I want to see the real version of erotic pictures!" Qianhua screamed secretly in her heart, but she didn't dare to make any mistakes. After all, she is a female hedgehog. She even knows how to write the word "shy", so she went to Nanli Yue hesitated, and when Ru'er was approaching, she behaved like a child and muttered: "It's cold outside, I won't go! I'm going to bed right away, I promise not to watch!"
It was nothing serious at first, but the words "I promise not to look" were a cover-up for the lack of three hundred taels of silver here. Qianhua herself didn't know it, but Nan Liyue felt uncomfortable all over after hearing this. She only felt her face was hot, and she didn't know. Is it appropriate to continue to look ruthless to the end
"Ru'er, please retreat on your own." However, Master Yaofang saw Nan Liyue's embarrassment, so she did not dare to alarm the snake, and only ordered Ru'er to retreat quickly. As for Luo Qianhua, if it was really romantic, he would seal her off again. It’s not too late to give it a try.
Fearing that the step Nan Liyue had finally taken would be deterred by repeated irrelevant delays, after Ru'er disappeared voluntarily and closed the door behind her, Master Yaofang took the initiative to remove the mink velvet for the Demon Lord. Da Hui, at the same time, her lips parted slightly and she said something totally different from what she was doing with her hands: "Would you like to... have a cup of tea first?"
Qianhua in the cage fell down on the soft turf. It was completely understandable that the two of them were doing that for the first time. It was inevitable to be shy and embarrassed, but it wasn't so clumsy, right? Although Qianhua has never experienced this kind of thing, she almost married Mo Yunye twice. Before the marriage twice, she was taught the art of yin and yang intercourse by the bed goddess Granny. She was more or less influenced by it, and she went from blushing the first time to feeling heartbroken the second time. Ci's face turned red and her heart skipped a beat. Qianhua felt that she was quite talented in this area and had the ability to understand... Without thinking too much, she stared at the dull two people and complained bitterly: "Why are you still drinking tea? If we continue to play, it will be daybreak. Please do your business and do it for me while the moon is dark and windy!"
After saying this, Qianhua didn't feel ashamed until she received a cold and cold look from Nan Liyue, then she obediently shut up and made a sound.
Nan Liyue withdrew her cold gaze and replied lightly to Master Yaofang: "Okay."
So he deserved to be beaten like a thousand flowers. When he saw Yao Fang getting up and going around the table to pour tea, she once again complained with such righteousness and hatred: "What's so good? I've taken off a piece of your clothes. How about you?" You only need to take off two pieces of clothing to show off your inner feelings, why are you so embarrassed to drink tea?"
Suddenly, Nan Liyue did not take the tea handed over by Master Yaofang, but looked at Qianhua aggressively with increasingly gloomy and cold eyes, not angry, not angry, silent, silent, but as cold as ice. After a thousand turns, the cold air, like a sword dripping blood, like a knife tearing away bones, finally shocked Qianhua into silence, and she lowered her head in regret and made a confession: "I was wrong, I was wrong! I shouldn't talk too much and destroy. The romantic atmosphere here, you continue... continue, I will face the wall!"
Yan Bi kicked his legs and turned around, turning half a circle on the same spot, not daring to look at the two of them anymore. Admittedly, he had learned his lesson this time and did not raise his buttocks. Instead, he thought he was using a very elegant back to turn his back to the beautiful spring scenery on the bed. , raised his head and looked up at the pale moonlight... (To be continued)