Murong Xue's lips were in pain, and she couldn't help but let out a cry of pain.
Ouyang Shaochen slowed down his strength, the soft kiss fell like a spring breeze and drizzle, and it was like the warm sun shining, making people feel like being in a warm hot spring, deeply fascinated...
The air in Murong Xue's lungs was getting less and less, her mind was dizzy, she almost suffocated, and her light gasps turned into rapid gasps. She couldn't help but lightly thumped Ouyang Shaochen: "Stop...stop, stop..."
"What's the matter?" Ouyang Shaochen was reluctant to leave her an inch, his deep eyes were as black as ink.
Murong Xue's eyes flickered unnaturally, her bright face was as red as the sky, her slightly swollen lips were slightly parted, and she gasped for breath.
It turned out that I couldn't breathe!
Ouyang Shaochen laughed silently, his chest trembled slightly, and the corners of his mouth curved gracefully, making Murong Xue furious: "Why are you laughing? Don't laugh!"
The corners of Ouyang Shaochen's mouth sank, and a clear smile spread from his pupils, the brilliance was dazzling, shining in the eyes!
Furious, Murong Xue tugged at his skirt, pulled him down a bit, and bit his thin lips hard: Let you laugh, let you laugh again!
Ouyang Shaochen didn't care about the piercing pain of the thin lips, and hugged the soft and delicate body in his arms tightly. The tip of his tongue lightly opened her lips and teeth, and kissed her deeply mercilessly. The fire lotus fragrance mixed together, sweet as honey, with incredible softness, incredible charm, let him linger...
Murong Xue couldn't help wrapping her arms around Ouyang Shaochen's neck, her soft body was tightly pressed against his, without leaving any gaps, the scorching breath flowed back and forth between the two, and the surrounding temperature gradually increased...
The air in Murong Xue's lungs became less and less, less and less, his mind was dizzy, and he was about to suffocate.
Ouyang Shaochen reluctantly let go of her lips, wrapped her arms around her waist, and hugged her tightly in his arms.
Murong Xue panted heavily, and leaned softly on Ouyang Shaochen, her dark eyes were misty.
The faint fragrance of black bamboo surrounded her heavily, Ouyang Shaochen's strong heartbeat sounded in her ears, and Murong Xue felt inexplicably at ease.
Her lips were numb and painful, Murong Xue couldn't help but turned her head and took a photo in the water, only to see her cherry red lips turned bright red and swollen high, as if she was full of blood. The petals of blood, you can tell at a glance that they have been sucked by someone...
Murong Xue exclaimed, and glared fiercely at Ouyang Shaochen, with raging anger burning in her eyes: "Look at the good deeds you have done!"
The girl's lips were as delicate as clouds, exuding a moist luster. Ouyang Shaochen looked at it, and licked his thin lips as if aftertaste, and said unceremoniously: "You bit me first..."
Murong Xue: "..."
It's her fault again!
She bit him, but there was nothing abnormal about his lips other than the scarlet color, but hers had already been ravaged by him.
"It's all your fault, all your fault..." Murong Xue waved her arms and beat Ouyang Shaochen angrily.
Ouyang Shaochen didn't take it seriously, took out a light blue veil, and gently put it on her small face: "That's all right..."
The veil is translucent, and Murong Xue's beautiful face is looming under the veil, adding a bit of mystery and charm.
A gleam of light flashed in Ouyang Shaochen's obsidian-like pupils, and he gently embraced Murong Xue's waist.
Murong Xue touched the veil, it was a high-quality floating brocade, delicate to the touch, and the fragrance of raw silk was still present in the spun yarn, it was obviously the first time she used it, but she just asked, "Ouyang Shaochen, where did you get the women's veil?"
Murong Xue looked at Ouyang Shaochen, her cold eyes narrowed slightly.
"I bought it at Yixiangge, and I'm going to give it to you..." Ouyang Shaochen said lightly, smoothing Murong Xue's messy hair lightly, Ruyu's hand brushed the veil lightly, and touched her cherry lips under the veil , The soft and soft touch was like an electric current, and it instantly hit Ouyang Shaochen's heart.
His obsidian-like pupils were as deep as a pool in an instant, staring deeply at Murong Xue's lips under the veil.
Murong Xue's eyelids twitched violently, grabbed the beauty lamp and puppy lamp on the ground, and hurried forward: "My lord, the wind is blowing, let's go!"
Her lips are already swollen very badly, if she kisses again, her skin will burst and bleed...
Looking at her fleeing figure, Ouyang Shaochen's eyes flashed a clear smile, he took a few steps to catch up with her, and gently held her soft and boneless little hand: "Hands are a little cold, are you cold?"
"It's okay!" Murong Xue smiled slightly, looked at the intersection not far away, and said softly: "My lord, where are we going?"
Ouyang Shaochen pondered for a moment, then said lightly: "Go to the square, there are the most people and the busiest place!"
"Okay!" Murong Xue nodded, pulled Ouyang Shaochen, and walked forward quickly. The breeze blew by, brushing her hair, fluttering gently in mid-air, reflecting her bright eyes, and said It is undeniably bright and moving.
Ouyang Shaochen's dark eyes were slightly deep, and he couldn't help stretching out his hand to gently caress her beautiful eyes. His slender fingers were warm and soft, and the warmth penetrated into the skin. The eyes were very comfortable, but , Seeing things is somewhat hindered.
Murong Xue looked at Ouyang Shaochen puzzled and said, "My lord, what's the matter?"
Ouyang Shaochen came back to his senses suddenly, retracted his hand without any trace, without changing his expression, and said without heartbeat: "You have some grass clippings on your eyelashes!"
Murong Xue nodded understandingly, no, they were walking on the road, there was no grass nearby, where did the grass clippings come from...
Looking up at Ouyang Shaochen, she was about to inquire, when she heard a soft 'fluttering' sound, a small white figure flew towards her, lightly landed on the puppy lamp, with her bright eyes open , looking at Ouyang Shaochen with twinkling eyes, Murong Xue: "Your Majesty, Miss Murong, so you are here, so I can easily find you!"
The voice that was about to cry with joy made Murong Xue blink her eyes: "What do you want from us?"
"You are the master, and Yaya is the servant, so I should follow you and serve you!" Yaya said flatteringly.
Murong Xue: "..."
She thought it was something urgent and important, but it turned out to be for such a trivial reason.
"Yaoya, you are flying around in the street so blatantly, aren't you afraid of being caught?" Although there are many talking parrots in Qingyan Capital, they can only say a few nice words when turned over. Greetings.
And Yaya is proficient in language like a human being, and can communicate with people unimpeded, which is thousands of times better than parrots. Such a bird is a masterpiece in the capital.
"I am a divine bird. Those ordinary people want to catch me, but I also want to see if they have such a great ability..." Yaya Niao raised her head high, her eyes full of arrogance.