Murong Xi nestled in a bamboo chair with a blanket, and the golden sunlight spread into the house, rendering a faint golden light around her body. The white cheeks are dyed crimson, the eyes are slightly closed, the closed eyelids are trembling slightly, and the slender eyelashes are fluttering like butterfly wings - indicating that the master has just experienced an overwhelming battle.
Time back ten minutes ago:
Murong Xi's slender jade fingers, like being enchanted by a witch, have a sense of autonomy. Break through the first pink level, and then knock on the second snow-colored door. Its arrival was not attacked by the local indigenous people, but was warmly received.
When the tender pink tongue touches the foreign children, it is curious and surrounds it with inquiry.
When Jade Finger first arrived, he was shocked by the environment it was in. It was warm and humid. It was like a newborn baby, timid and timid, but it was amazed and played with the little friends who came up. After a while, its courage became fat, and it no longer passively accepted the invitation of its friends, but turned into a queen and started its attack.
It wants to occupy this interesting field and become the absolute king. Between retreating and advancing, it is a playful play; when turning left and right, it is a tease that is familiar with the road; it guides the little friends who are tender fans to become the beggars. And not a small follower.
In Yan Xuhuan's sleep, she dreamed that the food was drifting in front of her eyes, one time it was chicken wings with charred skin and tender meat, and another time it was pork ribs wrapped in thick juice. Every time he caught it, he let it slip away slyly, and he was suffocated for a while. He scratched his lungs and wanted to grab these delicacies with long legs, and then bit down hard.
Murong Xi ignited a fire with her own hands and let it go wild in the wind, but in the end it was impossible to control the out-of-control fire: the fire of desire, no one could stop it.
At this time, she finally realized what it means: playing with fire.
The throat is dry, with the high temperature of desire, this continuous temperature jumps from the throat to the depths of the lower abdomen, lingering for a long time, like a tower of sand, getting higher and higher, the terrifying temperature reveals the surface of the skin, but The stuffiness is nowhere to be dissipated in the clothes. The most frightening but intoxicating thing is the pain in the heart that is like thousands of ants.
Murong Xi's body was highly tense, her pupils getting deeper and deeper were burning with flames, her fingers were shaking uncontrollably, she reluctantly got rid of the softness around her fingers, and exited two levels one after another. The fingertips brought out a slender silver thread, reflecting the colorful colors in the golden light, which was extremely gorgeous.
At this moment, Murong Xi's brain almost lost her thoughts. Her only thought was to capture the crimson color that was played with rouge.
Carefully changed Luo Qingcheng from lying on his back to lying on his back, brushing his smooth hair with his fingertips, revealing a beautiful face like white jade. No makeup, she is beautiful and refined, she has her eyes closed and she slept deeply, but between her eyes and brows, there are traces of charm.
Murong Xi was obsessed, as if she had lost her soul, she lowered her head towards the crimson that enticed her soul.
The lips were gently pressed against each other, and there seemed to be a faint smell of a cold fragrance with sweetness. Where did it come from
With such a question in mind, Murong Xi's lips moved down slightly, holding Luo Qingcheng's plump lower lip, finely grinding, pulling slightly, and biting lightly. At some point, Murong Xi's hands had already wrapped Luo Qingcheng into her arms, and her entire upper body was almost pressed to fit.
It seems that these are not enough, far from enough, Murong Xi wants more, and wants the sweet and cold fragrance to penetrate into his limbs. So the tip of her tongue had a burning temperature, and with Luo Qingcheng's unconscious cooperation, she slipped in smoothly.
Silent sigh, with infinite satisfaction.
The encounter of the same kind is a sympathy for each other, and it is also a chess match, and it is more a tacit understanding between you and me. Murong Xi greedily squeezed all the body fluid that overflowed from Luo Qingcheng's mouth, until she felt that Luo Qingcheng was struggling slightly due to lack of oxygen, and then she woke up from the dream-like confusion.
The distance between the two was slightly opened, the nose tips touched each other, and they rubbed gently. After waiting for the person under him to return to silence again, he repeated his old tricks, like a hungry ghost in color, to fetch those fragrant body fluids again.
In her sleep, Yan Xuhuan let out a sound like the sound of nature one after another, and Murong Xi had no choice but to stop the harassment when she showed signs of waking up. Holding back the raging flames that had nowhere to scatter, he nestled in the bamboo chair next to him to calm down his body and mind.
The system opened the eyes of the titanium alloy, from the beginning to the end, a group of horses galloped past, and her host was frivolous again. The only thing fortunate is that Murong Xi did not madly eat people.
In this short but long ten minutes, there were countless people in the system who wanted to wake Yan Xuhuan, but finally strangled the thought to death, squatting in her mind alone, admiring the scene in front of her, for some reason, she came to a conclusion. The word "stimulation".
About half an hour later, there was a knock on the door. Murong Xi, who was still in the aftertaste, frowned unhappily, stood up, covered Luo Qingcheng with the quilt, and then opened the door unhurriedly.
Standing outside the door is the tall and handsome Zuo Yuchen, holding something in his left and right hands. In his left hand, he held a pink thermal insulation bucket, which contained the white porridge cooked by Luo Qingcheng's mother.
"Xiao Xi, how is Luo Er today?" Zuo Yuchen didn't know what happened to him recently? Since the last incident at the Spicy Restaurant, more and more attention has been paid to Luo Qingcheng. At first, she was curious about her successive changes, but then her curiosity quickly turned into her heart. Like now, taking time to run back and forth every day just to take a look at her.
"She's recovering very well." Murong Xi said as she returned to the bamboo chair and cuddled, but there was an extra novel in her hand [Goddess Haunts in the Night [Quick Wear]].
Zuo Yuchen was stunned when he saw this book, when did Xiaoxi fall in love with reading novels? He wanted to open his mouth to ask, but he swallowed the words. I don't know since when, he felt that Xiao Xi was getting further and further away from him, and the relationship between them was not like the relationship between boyfriend and girlfriend at all.
Perhaps it was her indifference that cooled her enthusiasm and gradually fell in love with Luo Er. Luo Er loves herself, and he knew this since he was a child. If he hadn't met Murong Xi in high school, maybe after graduating from college, he would have followed the arrangements of the two parents and married Luo Er.
Thinking of this, Zuo Yuchen shook his head, as if to shake off the disturbing thoughts in his mind.
Standing at the head of the bed and scrutinizing Luo Qingcheng, who was sleeping peacefully at this time, she saw her lying on the soft bed obediently, with her bright black hair scattered on the bed, red lips and white teeth, and picturesque eyebrows. He has always known that Luo Er is very beautiful, and in the past, he was tired of her clingy clinging and the indulgence of the eldest lady's temper. But now that I think about it, I think it's cute and unusual, but it's not so unpleasant.
Murong Xi squinted at Zuo Yuchen and stared at Luo Qingcheng, with a feeling of annoyance in her heart. She didn't know what she was angry about, angry that Zuo Yuchen didn't have the self-awareness of being a boyfriend? Or are you angry that he is a scumbag in nature? Or did Qi Luo Qingcheng successfully attract Zuo Yuchen's attention in this life
However, what was faster than her thoughts was her lips, which floated out unconsciously: "She just fell asleep, and it is estimated that she will wake up at night." After speaking, she couldn't help frowning.
Hearing Murong Xi's voice, Zuo Yuchen nodded and retracted his somewhat presumptuous eyes. Turning around and smiling, he said, "Tomorrow is a dinner party for high school classmates. I'll come to pick you up on time. The dresses are here, the black is for you, and the white is for Luoer."
Murong Xi: "Okay."
Seeing that she had no interest in speaking, Zuo Yuchen said goodbye and went to the library.
The next evening, outside the hotel:
Zuo Yuchen, who put on a suit, is more energetic and handsome, and his long legs are even more inseparable. At the party, the girls looked at him with affectionate eyes frequently, as if they wanted to treat others as rapists.
Where a girl's eyes can reach is the prince-like Zuo Yuchen, then where a boy's eyes can reach is a black and white beauty.
Against the backdrop of a black dress, Murong Xi was like an elegant queen who appeared in the depths of the night, stirring up a pool of spring water with a mysterious atmosphere. She is like an abyss, an abyss that cannot be seen to the end, wantonly but easily swallows all eyes.
However, Yan Xuhuan, who was wearing a white dress, was the exact opposite of Murong Xi. The silky fabric was attached to the graceful body, which clearly outlined the bumpy figure. An increase of one point is plump, a reduction of one point is thin.
There is a smile on the corners of his lips, three parts indifference, three parts pure and four parts charming, so contradictory yet harmonious. The breath is calm and soothing, there is no oppression, only infinite temptation.
Murong Xi was talking to an old classmate who couldn't remember his name, but Yu Guang gave all the two white figures—Luo Qingcheng and Zuo Yuchen. Couples outfit? Huh, that's really nice.
Yan Xuhuan was overjoyed listening to the system report the changes of the task progress bar in real time. It's fifty percent, so I have to work harder, the little goblin Yanyan has to do my best! ! !
So he smiled even more at Zuo Yuchen, and turned back to Murong Xi with a provocative look.
Receiving Luo Qingcheng's deathly gaze, Murong Xi remained expressionless, and lazily recalled those lush years and interesting things with these old classmates. Every time he raised his head slightly and drank red wine, some boys' eyes flashed red. The hell knows how much they want to be the wine glass in her hand, or the red liquid in her mouth.
"Brother Zuo, look at your girlfriend, you're not ashamed to be surrounded by a group of boys." Yan Xuhuan was a little worried when she saw Murong Xi's uncharacteristic behavior, drinking like water.
"Huh?" Zuo Yuchen paused after hearing the words, then turned to look at Murong Xi, who was surrounded by a group of hungry wolves behind, and a deep displeasure flashed in his eyes.
Immediately, Meteor strode forward, pushed aside the group of stinky brats, held Murong Xi in his arms, and said softly, "Too much alcohol will hurt your health." Then he warned these hungry wolves with a smile: "She is my girlfriend, who is she? If you dare to make a fool of yourself, don't blame this young master for turning his face."
"Master Zuo, she's not married yet. We single nobles all have a chance, don't you think?"
Someone started, and someone followed suit. It was true and false, half and half.