Although the soft bed is not as gorgeous and bright as in Chaohuang Palace, it is still soft, comfortable, clean and warm.

The white brocade quilt is embroidered with beautiful cloud patterns, reflecting the chic and elegant beauty.

Under the red candle, in the blink of an eye, Yan Junqing's plain white silk gauze dress with wide sleeves was torn cleanly by Ye Jiangxue. The white lining was slightly uneven, revealing a white and tender middle with a few red marks.

The chest is presented in front of everyone (well, everyone watching) with an extremely beautiful texture.

This man, as soft as ink-wash, is breathtakingly beautiful.

Ye Jiangxue lowered her eyes and smiled, then kissed him on the neck. She leaned forward and murmured in his ear: "Jun Qing, let's start with Ah Zui next..."

Ye Jiangxue's voice was soft and her eyes were a little deep. As soon as she finished speaking, she saw Yan Junqing, who was hugging Ye Jiangxue tenderly, paused. Purple light suddenly appeared in his eyes, and the dark light was faint, motionless.

Looking into Yan Junqing's bright purple eyes, Ye Jiangxue smiled softly and repeated what she just said softly: "How is it? The next one starts with Ah Zui."

"Okay." A faint word came out of Yan Junqing's mouth like a dark bamboo.

At the same time, a soft sound suddenly came from my ears!

Ye Jiangxue looked at the roof with him at the same time without saying a word.

Yan Junqing's eyes darkened, and he stood up. The plain white shirt was spinning in the air and landed on his shoulders. The smooth and smooth fabric was close to the body and elegant. After a few simple movements, he put it on snugly.

On his beautifully muscled body.

Ye Jiangxue turned over, her plain white clothes were a little disheveled, revealing her white, tender and thin shoulders, alluring and charming.

A slender and bright wrist supported the little head with flowing black hair scattered on the bed. His eyes were full of smiles, and his face was full of admiration and ambiguity.

Our prime minister! He is so handsome!

Yan Junqing replied to Ye Jiangxue with a soft and warm smile, turned around, walked lightly, and her long silver hair flowed behind her, complementing the plain white shirt.

Picking up the lyre with soft lines on the table, the strings made a "clanging" sound involuntarily, ready to go.

After leaving the huge Qingliang Hall, Yan Junqing flew up, with a calm look on the corners of his eyes and brows, but a slight hint of anger in his eyes.

Using his skills, he rose up and flew up. His steps were light and vigorous, just like a flying white phoenix.

In the night wind, flowers were flying all over the sky to accompany him. He was wrapped in plain clothes, as if he were walking on the moon.

The ghostly figure flashed several times in the night sky, heading towards the Zui Palace.

The speed of his Qinggong was by no means ordinary, and his internal strength was pushed to the limit.

In a few blinks of an eye, he successfully stood in the night sky, blocking Feng Wu's path.

——Just now, with their clothes half off, he and Ye Jiangxue felt someone on the roof.

He naturally relied on his profound skills, and Ye Jiangxue's... let's call it wild beast's intuition got better.

→_→

Because this uninvited guest successfully interrupted the "respecting etiquette" behavior he was about to perform, so - the Prime Minister was very angry, and the consequences were very serious!

The bare hands drew countless shadows in the air, and landed steadily on the piano.

"Zhengzheng" made two crisp sounds like the tinkling of running water, carrying a strong murderous aura and heading towards Feng Shao, who was dressed in black.
Chapter completed!