Ouyang Shaochen's strong arms were tightly wrapped around Murong Xue's waist. She struggled hard, but she couldn't break free. She curled her lips helplessly: "Rest when you rest, she has been busy for a day and night, and she is indeed very tired." Already...
A gust of breeze blew into the room, bringing a faint chill, Murong Xue raised her eyebrows, and leaned into Ouyang Shaochen's arms, wrapped tightly in the brocade quilt, resting her head on his arm, and closed her eyes.
The faint scent of fire lotus mixed with fresh dew lingers on the tip of the nose, Ouyang Shaochen's mind fluctuates slightly, he lowers his head to look at the person in his arms, only to see her eyes closed, breathing lightly and shallowly, her long eyelashes are like butterfly wings Usually, two thick shadows are cast on the eyelids, and the peaceful sleeping face is unbearable to be profane.
Ouyang Shaochen's dark eyes instantly became as deep as ink, and he slowly lowered his face, and placed a light kiss on Murong Xue's lips.
Murong Xue rolled her eyes under her eyelids and ignored him.
A clear smile flashed across Ouyang Shaochen's eyes, with her cherry lips in her thin lips, lightly pecked, and gradually penetrated into her mouth, absorbing the unique fragrance of a girl.
A faint scent of black bamboo wafted from her mouth, Murong Xue sighed helplessly, and slowly stretched out her arms to wrap her arms around Ouyang Shaochen's neck, responding to his kiss.
The sweet breath filled the mouth with a deadly charm, Ouyang Shaochen's eyes darkened a bit, his lips and tongue were tightly entangled with hers, leaving his breath in every place in Tan's mouth...
The scorching breath cooled the surrounding temperature gradually rising, and Ouyang Shaochen gently wove a huge, fine and dense net, covering Murong Xue tightly without leaving a single gap.
Murong Xue was dizzy and almost suffocated, she gradually collapsed into Ouyang Shaochen's arms, her shallow panting turned into short panting.
Looking at her bright red face, there seemed to be a ball of fire burning in Ouyang Shaochen's obsidian eyes. Gentle kisses fell on her neck little by little, and his slender jade-like hands gently released her kisses. Undershirt button...
There was a sudden chill in her chest, and a hand reached Murong Xue's waist, and gently stroked her delicate skin. Murong Xue suddenly woke up, and suddenly opened her eyes, only to see Ouyang Shaochen pressing on her body at some point, squeezing her white skin. Most of the underwear was taken off, revealing the smoky purple apron inside...
Murong Xueming's pretty face instantly sank, she grabbed Ouyang Shaochen's shoulder, pulled him away forcefully, and stared at him fiercely: "Ouyang Shaochen, what are you doing?"
"What do you think?" Ouyang Shaochen's voice was hoarse, as if he was forcibly suppressing something.
Murong Xue frowned tightly: "We're not married yet."
Murong Xue can accept cohabitation before marriage, but she is only fifteen years old with this body, and it is too early to have sex with men and women.
"You're old enough, we can be together." Ouyang Shaochen looked at Murong Xue, his obsidian pupils were filled with dense fog.
Murong Xue frowned even tighter. Fifteen years old was not young in ancient times, but in modern times, she is only a junior high school student. Just thinking about how such a young student has sex with men and women makes her feel awkward...
"Our wedding is just over a month away, and we are together now, and it's justified." Ouyang Shaochen said in a low voice, his thin lips brushed Murong Xue's cherry red lips lightly, like a superficial touch.
The moist touch came from her lips, and Murong Xue's mood was slightly disturbed: she will soon marry Ouyang Shaochen, and the relationship between men and women is inevitable, but this body is too young to be suitable for the present. house…
Looking at her ever-changing eyes, Ouyang Shaochen's obsidian-like eyes flashed a clear smile, and he knew that she didn't agree with the pre-marital affairs, and would be at war with heaven and man in his heart, and he didn't know how to make a choice, then he would Choose for her.
Ouyang Shaochen lowered his face, and his thin lips were heavily imprinted on Murong Xueying's lips, deeply absorbing her unique fragrance, Ruyu's hand took off her underwear, touched her delicate porcelain skin, The smooth and delicate touch made him linger, his white fingertips gently pinched the belt of the apron on her back, as long as he pulled it lightly, the apron would fall off...
Murong Xue's slender body trembled suddenly, and Ruxue's skin was dyed pink. She wanted to push Ouyang Shaochen, but suddenly found that her legs and hands were being pinned down, and she couldn't move even a bit, and she was even more reckless. Talk about pushing Ouyang Shaochen away...
Murong Xue glared at Ouyang Shaochen viciously: He actually attacked her while she was thinking about something!
Ouyang Shaochen turned a blind eye, and gently kissed her snow-like skin, smudged with red plums.
The tingling sensation came from the skin, Murong Xue's mind was slightly confused, she stretched out her hand unconsciously, and gently hugged Ouyang Shaochen's thin waist.
Ouyang Shaochen's eyes darkened a bit, and he gently tore off the strap of her bellyband...
"Ouyang Shaochen... Ouyang Shaochen..." The man's call suddenly came from afar.
Murong Xue woke up suddenly, and pushed Ouyang Shaochen hard: "Someone is coming..."
Ouyang Shaochen sat up slowly, his face was gloomy and terrifying, his deep eyes were like sharp arrows, and he shot out the door, only to see Mu Liufeng swaying into the small courtyard with an ancient fan. At the gate of the courtyard, Xun Feng and Wuhen stopped him: "Master Mu, your son is resting."
Mu Liufeng's movement of shaking his fan suddenly stopped, and he raised his head little by little to look at the closed door. He just went to Xiaoyao Wangfu to find Ouyang Shaochen, and when he learned that Ouyang Shaochen was in Zhenguohou's mansion, he rushed away. come over.
Originally thought that Ouyang Shaochen woke up early to visit Murong Xue at Zhen Guohou's mansion, but he didn't expect that he didn't return all night and stayed directly in Luoxue Pavilion for one night.
Luoxue Pavilion is Murong Xue's boudoir, Ouyang Shaochen received the betrothal gift, and went to live in the beauty's room, what a speed...
Looking into his sparkling eyes, Xun Feng knew that he was dreaming, and explained in a low voice: "The son didn't sleep last night, just fell asleep..."
"You don't need to explain too much, I understand!" Mu Liufeng looked at Luoxue Pavilion and smiled meaningfully. Ouyang Shaochen had been a virgin for eighteen years and had never been close to any woman. It was not easy to meet someone he liked, so naturally he had to do it early close close...
Xun Feng: "..."
The prince was reading in Luoxue Pavilion, and he read it all night. Miss Murong didn't return all night, so even if she wanted to, nothing ambiguous could happen.
Mu Liufeng thought too much...
Mu Liufeng, who was thinking too much, didn't know that he was thinking too much. He also felt that he had found out about Ouyang Shaochen's secret. Looking at the closed door of the room, he pretended to be helpless and sighed: " I went to Ouyang Shaochen because I had something very important to tell him, judging from the current situation, he doesn't have time to listen to what I have to say... "
"What's the important thing?" Qingyue's voice suddenly sounded, Ouyang Shaochen opened the door and walked out, his ink-like hair was tied up with a white jade crown, and was gently scattered behind him, and the snow-colored clothes were lightly brushed clean The ground, spotless...