"Five hundred years later, you will like Yehe, right?" She likes flower fields but not beds. She dared to sleep five hundred years ago and dare not sleep now. Nan Liyue thought carefully for a moment and concluded.
Qianhua suddenly had the urge to burrow into the ground: "You are the one who likes Nohe!"
Nan Liyue disapproved and said with a shameless expression: "I don't care, it can be done in the boudoir or outdoors, as long as the person facing me is you!"
Qianhua felt her face was burning, especially because she had been misunderstood by Hange before. Under his influence, images of herself being eaten dry by Nan Liyue popped up in her head from time to time in the past few days. She really didn't know whether she should use sex. Debauchery is used to describe myself... At that time, I was crying and felt that there would be no good end if I continued on this topic, so I rolled my eyes, looked at the big bed, clicked my lips, frowned, and waited for all the boredom to come. After completing all the movements, Fang raised his eyes and faced Nan Liyue: "This...that...about the beauty medicine, my master really doesn't have any malicious intentions. Please don't be angry and don't blame him, okay?"
"When will he return to Taoyao Valley?" Because the relationship between Luo Qianhua and that door was so good that they were inseparable, Nan Liyue had to go closer and personally lead her to the bedside, "His four flowers are all Now that he's back, is he still planning to stay by your side and plot evil?"
Qianhua felt that once she was led to dangerous areas such as the bed by Nan Liyue, her brain would be slow to respond. What four flowers? After thinking for a long time, I finally remembered the four flowers of yellow plum and broad bean, but: "My master's favorite flower is me..."
"Huh?" Nan Liyue looked back in a deep voice, her eyes filled with anger.
"... It's the flower on my face." Qianhua finished the second half of the sentence timidly, then lowered her head and raised her eyebrows to look at his expression.
"Yeah." He could only make a nasal sound that was far-fetched and satisfied with his answer.
Qianhua was secretly happy that she had finally managed to get through, but unexpectedly, after a while, this guy actually realized what he was doing, and suddenly looked at her with a pair of ferocious wolf eyes and shouted angrily: "Even the flowers on your face won't do! You are all mine. ! So this flower is mine too! Tomorrow, tell him to pack his baggage and get out!"
Qianhua suddenly felt aggrieved, both for Fengyao and for herself: "He is my master. Once I am a master, I am always a father. I am where I am today thanks to his care for the past five hundred years. How can I repay kindness and make him unhappy?"
"If you don't chase me, I will chase you." Nan Liyue said coldly and firmly.
"He is my master, that is, your master. You should respect him together with me!" Qianhua knew that this guy would take advantage of the soft but not the hard, so he compromised, "Ali, you said your mother is my mother-in-law. , I’ve already recognized it, isn’t it okay? So can you also recognize this master of mine?”
Nan Liyue, however, insisted on being domineering to the end: "You are my woman, so my mother is your mother! Also, what kind of aggrieved attitude do you have? You might as well call me your master if you ask me to recognize that pervert as your master. Go to hell.”
"Then you just go die." Qianhua pouted and muttered. She thought he couldn't hear it, but she really underestimated his ability. She looked back at Leng Han: "What did you say?"
Qianhua retreated subconsciously, but he had already caught him, then picked her up and threw her on the bed. Unable to help her struggle, he jumped up and held her tightly in his arms. Then he closed his eyes with a sullen face and said, "Sleep." !I’m tired and don’t want to make trouble with you.”
Qianhua twisted her body, but her little mouth was still as big as a bottle of oil.
"What are you moving about?" Nan Liyue slapped her on the butt.
Qianhua's little mouth flattened, tears welled up in her eyes, her body shrank, and she turned into a hedgehog.
Nan Liyue was not annoyed, she hugged the hedgehog tightly and continued to sleep, with a half-hearted wry smile on her sexy lips.
"Does it hurt?" After a while, the hedgehog in his arms asked cautiously.
At that time, Nan Liyue was about to fall asleep. When she asked this question, she regained consciousness: "Well..."
Qianhua raised the thorn vigorously and asked again: "Does it hurt?"
Nan Liyue frowned: "It's more prickly than before. Let's change back."
"I don't! This way you won't hug me until I can't breathe." Qianhua secretly laughed: Even if I am covered with thorns standing on end, you are not afraid of being riddled with holes and insist on hugging me
But Nan Liyue answered her with practical actions-ignoring the stinging pain in her arms, wrists and chest, she hugged her tightly and hugged her until she couldn't breathe and had to change back to her human form and stick her head out to gasp for air.
"You... do you want to suffocate me to death?"
"You're suffocating me to death. If you make trouble again, I won't let you go." Nan Liyue frowned. It was really painful. Now that I'm holding her, it's even more unbearable to endure the pain of lust burning my body. But Although it was very painful to hold it in, he still hugged her without hesitation to make himself feel pain and happiness.
Qianhua vaguely sensed the meaning of his words and did not dare to make any mistakes, so she moved her body into a more comfortable position, turned her back to him, and pressed her back tightly against his warm chest, so that she could breathe smoothly. You can also be tightly trapped by him, Fang Teulu reveals a sweet smile, and sinks sweetly into the dream lake...
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But when Hange woke up the next morning, he felt dizzy and weak. He got up and walked to the sink and looked at the bronze mirror. He saw a pig's head with a bruised nose and swollen face looking at him in surprise. He was immediately frightened. A huge jump.
what happened? How is this going! Hange racked his brains and couldn't remember what happened last night, but looking at it, he was obviously beaten!
But not to mention who was beaten, it was too embarrassing to go out in such a mess. Hange had no choice but to take a piece of cloth to cover his head with only one pair of eyes exposed, and then went out to the dining room to share breakfast with everyone. By the way, I want to ask you who dares to operate on Gui Jun's face without risking his life!
However, when they arrived at the dining room, everyone was already sitting around the table eating. Hange was depressed that these heartless people didn't even wait for him to eat, but as he walked slowly in, he felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere. Except for the occasional meal during the dinner, There were a few people who couldn't help laughing, probably because they were shocked by their own attires, why Lu He and Feng Xuan, who usually stood and sat together, were actually sitting far away from each other, and both looked embarrassed and unwilling to look at each other. appearance? Feng Xuan would look at Feng Yao with hateful eyes from time to time, who was standing aside as if nothing had happened. Is it possible that this pair of mandarin ducks, a man and a woman who have been guarding the ancient city together for five hundred years, encountered Feng Yao's sword to steal their love
Hange was so full of lust, and people had already taken their seats carelessly. At the opposite table, Luo Qianhua suddenly plunged into the soup bowl and trembled all over.
Hange was angry: This girl just laughed, and she smiled so exaggeratedly. She clearly didn't like how she was dressed today, so she said angrily and aggrievedly: "Huahua, be careful of laughing so hard!"
Before she finished speaking, Luo Qianhua raised her head and coughed violently... (To be continued)