The room was a little dim. I walked in gently. After a few steps, I was stopped by the big pillow and the four-corner table lying on the ground. My eyebrows were slightly frowned, and I helped the table up and walked towards the woman who was sleeping with a big quilt inside.

The temperature on the bed was a little high. He pulled the quilt down a little, and suddenly found that An Qixi's body was already full of sweat, and his thin inner clothes were almost soaked, outlining the concave and concave body inside, but Bei Tangxian was not in the mood to look at her body. His phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and he bent down to hug An Qixi tightly in his arms.

An Qixi's breathing was a little abnormal, with a little gasping, her face was red, and she felt as if she was stimulating in his arms. Her whole body instantly shrank into a ball. Beitang's heart shrank, and suddenly it was gathered together, as if it was a spasm, and her constant temperature big hands covered her red face, frowned.

"Xi'er, are you feeling uncomfortable? It'll be fine soon!" He hummed gently in her ear, his eyebrows and eyes were filled with gentle breeze and drizzle, but the deep eyes as deep as obsidian were full of self-blame and pity.

She is sick!

It was because he was not good. He shouldn't have known that she had been sitting all night but didn't speak. What's the anger with her? It was cold at night, and the room was a little damp in this season. She was sleeping in the stuffy daytime. She was angry again, and she was angry, and she was angry, which made her sick!

Beitangxian didn't expect An Qixi to be so cute. She got sick after just a little tossing. Moreover, her body was so hot that it was scary. The regret in Beitangxian's eyes almost penetrated his blood, eroding his flesh and blood like sulfur, and the heart-wrenching pain!

He didn't say anything, but he was really holding his breath in his heart. An Qixi's temper made him inexplicably and nervous. What's the point of being so angry? He knew that she was waiting for him, and even knew that she hadn't been asleep all night, and he even heard her screams and collisions several times, but he was so cruel that he didn't speak.

He deliberately did not speak, as if he was competing with her, but from the moment he stood in front of An Qixi Gate, he lost. Facing her, he could only throw away his armor. But his Xier didn't understand!

Beitangxian has never been so annoyed or hated herself. Her soft little body in her arms was hot and hot, and her rapid breathing sound was hoarse and intermittent. She felt uncomfortable, sweating on her body, and she seemed to be blocked by something in her nose. She would occasionally hum a few times, dull and tender.

Beitangxian entered the bathroom with An Qixi in his arms. There was a live spring in the yard of the princess and his yard. The hot spring water was below. It used to be where his father and mother lived, but now it was him and An Qixi.

Beitang's stringed forehead veins thundered. He knew that he should go out at this moment and asked the maids to clean An Qixi. Otherwise, at some point he would completely lose control of the rushing sea of ​​fanaticism in his heart and completely get An Qixi!

But……

Bei Tangxian closed his eyes hard, and after a while, when he opened it again, there was no trace of lust in his eyes. His eyes were as clear as water, and there was a sense of coldness. He forced himself to suppress the fanatical and restless desire. He raised his eyebrows, and the dark eyes were filled with the luster of the magic glass, and his lips curled up a charming arc that was almost as seductive as a demon.

"How can I give up on this good opportunity to know my Xier?" His low voice was covered with a layer of unreality. His voice was like a magic sound, and his intoxicating tremor echoed in a clear and clear voice.

At this moment, no one saw a charming temperament that suddenly appeared between his eyebrows, which was almost like a demonic demon emperor. The little bits of the flames that appeared in the middle of his eyebrows were like a charming flame mark that appeared in the fire. It seemed that something demonic in his body was striking his soul, impacting his face to the point of being almost distorted and unreal!

He took off his clothes layer by layer, and his whole body seemed to be shrouded in the clouds. His back was vaguely tangled with the tight and powerful muscles, straight and strong, and his ink-colored hair suddenly fell like a waterfall, covering An Qixi's abnormal blushing cheeks, covering Beitangxian's demonic nature, but not blocking it. The evil charm and tenderness that spread out from his voice were layered.

"Xiao Guai, I'm back, no one can stop me. I can't let you go, but I will never love you! I'll kill all those who stop us, okay?" Mixed with conflicting hatred and gentle lingering, it reveals so much so that we can't see through sadness and despair. In that voice, there is the heaviness that cannot be let go, and the pain that is destined to be unavailable! And the tyrannical murder of the inhumane case!

Sadness, despair, crying, tyranny, lingering in this world. Their grudges have been separated for seven years. After a cycle of separation, they have made a comeback again. The storm is coming fiercely. This time, even if the sky falls and the earth falls, no one can stop it!

He loved her, even if he could not be united with her, she could only be his in this life! Beitangxian's domineering aura was invincible. In an instant, the entire bathroom was shrouded in smoke, as if it was a fairyland on earth. In the center of the huge luxurious bath, Beitangxian cleaned An Qixi's body inch by inch, bit by bit, little by little.

She didn't even know what was going on, she just felt comfortable and wanted to moan, her whole body was warm, and there was a breath that made her feel at ease, warm and refreshing, and she approached the breath without any sense of consciousness. She rubbed her little head intimately against Bei Tangxian's chest like a cat, and a sweet smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and fell asleep soundly.

The sound of water kept ringing, and Beitang's string moved on her back and suddenly stopped, his eyes, shocked, stiff, suspicious, furious, and even... full of murderous intent!

On the smooth and delicate back, down the left back shoulder, a flower the size of a woman's fist was on her skin. The flower was singular and charming, with a faint charm. There were only four petals but it seemed like countless petals stacked up.
Chapter completed!