The faint scent of fire lotus is mixed with the distant smell of hot water lingering around the tip of the nose, which is very pleasant.
Murong Xue was wearing a lake blue silk nightdress with suspenders, which outlined her exquisite figure, fair skin, delicate collarbone, and her slender arms were exposed. The hem of the nightdress hung down to her knees, revealing The two smooth calves exude a pearl-like luster, which is indescribably fresh and attractive.
Ouyang Shaochen's eyes flickered unnaturally, he took off the cotton handkerchief on Murong Xue's head, and lightly touched her hair with a slender hand like jade, a faint mist rose up, and the wet hair was instantly clean and refreshing, like a waterfall , scattered behind her.
Ouyang Shaochen's eyelids drooped slightly, he put the cotton handkerchief aside, took a thin velvet quilt, and covered Murong Xue's body: "Be careful of catching a cold."
Murong Xue frowned, grabbed the velvet quilt and put it aside: "I won't catch a cold."
"You wear so little, why don't you catch a cold?" Ouyang Shaochen's face darkened, he pulled off the velvet quilt, and covered Murong Xue again.
Murong Xue frowned even tighter, grabbed the silk quilt, threw it to the side, and said angrily: "Look at the sky outside, it's almost too hot, I can't put ice in my room, so I can only wear less clothes, Shake the fan more to cool down, if I cover this quilt again, it will be too hot to sleep."
Ouyang Shaochen sat next to Murong Xue and felt it carefully. He felt that the surrounding air was boiling hot, even the wind blowing in from the window was filled with heat. He, a person with strong martial arts and not much afraid of cold and heat, would feel hot sitting here, even more so. What's more, she is a weak woman who suffers from cold poison and doesn't like cold, let alone heat: "I can ask someone to put a few pots of colder water here to cool down..."
"Don't be so troublesome. As the night gets darker, it will naturally become cooler and cooler. When the room is cooler, I can rest." Murong Xue said with a smile, lying on the green bamboo recliner, the hem of her nightdress slightly Pulled up, revealing the knees and delicate porcelain skin, it is indescribably charming.
Ouyang Shaochen's obsidian-like pupils were instantly dark as ink: "You mean, you're not sleepy yet?"
"En!" Murong Xue nodded, although there was no entertainment in ancient times, but now it's the end of Xushi (19:00 p.m. to 21:00 p.m.), and in the summer, at least you won't feel sleepy until Haishi (21:00 p.m. to 23:00 p.m.). .
"In this case, let's do something else." Ouyang Shaochen curled up a meaningful smile, leaned over and kissed her cherry red lips, hard, hard, without leaving any room.
Murong Xue suddenly opened her eyes wide, stretched out her hand to push Ouyang Shaochen, she didn't want to, Ouyang Shaochen was gentle and domineering, and invaded like a storm, making her inescapable, inescapable, and could only let him do whatever he wanted Taste the taste of her cherry lips.
Murong Xue's lips were numb, her jaw was pulled open, the faint fragrance of black bamboo invaded, grabbed the tip of her tongue, and sucked it lightly and slowly.
The gentle, powerful breath surrounded Murong Xue heavily, her slender body was weak, her heart was beating 'thumping', and it was about to burst into her chest, her misty eyes were stained with mist, she pushed Looking at Ouyang Shaochen, he said vaguely: "My son... can you... wait until the wedding night..."
"It's only a few days before we get married, so it doesn't matter if we get together a few days earlier!" Ouyang Shaochen said in a low voice, and gently kissed Murong Xue's neck, smudged with gorgeous red plums.
Her slender body trembled slightly, and there was mist condensed in her lacquer-like pupils.
"Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you..." Ouyang Shaochen embraced Murong Xue's waist, tightly hugged her in his arms, and fell on Murong Xue's lips with a kiss as light as a feather. Soft and soft, yet distinct to the touch, the faint scent of black bamboo turned into an illusory green feather, caressing gently between her lips.
Murong Xue raised her eyes to look at Ouyang Shaochen, looking into his obsidian-like pupils, her figure was clearly reflected in those dark pupils, like a starry sky with whirlpools, trying to suck her in.
Murong Xue's eyes flickered, as if she had made some major determination, she put her arms around Ouyang Shaochen's neck, and warmly responded to his kiss: "There is a first time in everything, and she is willing to go all out."
Seeing her death-like expression, an imperceptible smile flashed across Ouyang Shaochen's eyes, his strong and powerful arms slowly tightened, wrapping Murong Xue tightly in his arms, Ruyu's hands lightly tugged on her shoulders The sling was slowly pulled down, revealing the delicate porcelain skin bit by bit, and the temperature of the inner room gradually increased in an instant...
Suddenly, a barely audible sound of breaking wind pierced the sky, and rushed straight to Luoxue Pavilion. Ouyang Shaochen's eyes froze, and with a flick of his finger, several strong winds flew out, and mercilessly hit towards the sound of breaking wind , only heard the sound of 'bang', the strong wind collided with the person who came through the air, the strong wind dissipated without a trace, the person who came through the air also paused, and fell lightly outside the window, through the wide open The window looked into the interior.
Ouyang Shaochen picked up the snow-colored coat that fell on the ground to wrap Murong Xue, and looked at him coldly: "In the middle of the night, Prince Jing is not guarding the spirit of Old Prince Jing at Prince Jing's mansion. What are you doing here?"
"Father was buried in the afternoon." Ye Yichen replied coldly, and looked sideways at Murong Xue, only to see that her face was flushed, her eyes were misty, her lips were slightly swollen, and the exposed neck was even more stained. Hongmei, at a glance, knew what they were doing just now.
Ye Yichen's face was gloomy, and he clenched his hands under his sleeves tightly.
Ouyang Shaochen turned a blind eye to it, and said casually: "Today is the third day of Prince Jing's death, and he should indeed be buried. However, Old Prince Jing has just been buried, so Prince Jing will not stay in Prince Jing's mansion to pray for him, but come to Zhen Guohou's mansion to do it." What?"
Ye Yichen ignored Ouyang Shaochen, and looked at Murong Xue fixedly: "You two want to get married?"
"En!" Murong Xue nodded, Xiaoyao Wangfu had already posted a post about her marriage to Ouyang Shaochen, she didn't need to explain too much.
"Father was buried in the afternoon." Ye Yichen replied coldly, and looked sideways at Murong Xue, only to see that her face was flushed, her eyes were misty, her lips were slightly swollen, and the exposed neck was even more stained. Hongmei, at a glance, knew what they were doing just now.
Ye Yichen's face was gloomy, and he clenched his hands under his sleeves tightly.
Ouyang Shaochen turned a blind eye to it, and said casually: "Today is the third day of Prince Jing's death, and he should indeed be buried. However, Old Prince Jing has just been buried, so Prince Jing will not stay in Prince Jing's mansion to pray for him, but come to Zhen Guohou's mansion to do it." What?"
Ye Yichen ignored Ouyang Shaochen, and looked at Murong Xue fixedly: "You two want to get married?"
"En!" Murong Xue nodded, Xiaoyao Wangfu had already posted a post about her marriage to Ouyang Shaochen, she didn't need to explain too much.