He finally stopped teasing her and gave her pleasure.

The bedroom door was closed and the air couldn't dissipate. The ambiguous smell became thicker and thicker, wrapping the turbulent sound on the bed deeply.

The spring love in the room lasts from evening to mid-day.

The room was already dark, and the sound of love gradually stopped. Then, only the gentle whispers of men and women could be heard in the bed, with satisfaction after the joy.

He lay intoxicated and delicately on Huai Mo's chest, his whole body was so sore that he didn't want to move. "I hate it, even though I knew there was something wrong with the wine, I'd give it to me."

Huaimo gently kissed her cheek inch by inch and smiled, "There is no problem with wine, it's because you want me."

"Nonsense!" Chen Zui scolded her, and she refused to admit it, and she was still behaved when she got the advantage.

Huai Mo didn't argue, but smiled gently and affectionately. It was just that she used some aphrodisiac ingredients when making wine. Ordinary people only drank a little hot. They just met her sensitive and drank a lot. In addition, she was by her side, so she would be so proactive. If he was not there, it would not be difficult for her to endure it.

"That's all I'm talking nonsense." He was so kind that he rubbed his palms on her waist again.

I saw Chen Zui closed his eyes and wanted to sleep a little, so he didn't move any further, just said, "I haven't eaten yet, I'll go and heat the food up, and you can eat before going to sleep."

After he said this, he was really a little embarrassed. He was immersed and nodded.

Huai Mo got out of bed, picked up the clothes on the floor and put them on, and went to the kitchen.

On the table, the dinner prepared several hours ago was completely cold at this time. A thin layer of oil floated on the soup, and the fried vegetables turned yellow and looked very shabby. It was not a pity that he was full of satisfaction in his eyes and a sense of pleasure in his behavior. He poured out the yellow vegetables, poured the soup back into the pot and heated it, and then went out to pick fresh vegetables from the vegetable field.

However, as soon as he walked to the door, he suddenly heard a scream in the inner room. His heart suddenly tightened heavily, and the steps he had just taken suddenly retracted, and then rushed to the bedroom.

"Intoxicated!"

He screamed, intoxicated and looked up at him, with fear still remaining in his eyes.

She sat on the bed, the quilt slid to her waist, but her face was so pale.

Seeing this, Huai Mo's nerves immediately tightened. He rushed to her, grabbed the quilt and covered her, held her face and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

He looked at him intoxicatedly, his lips trembling, "Huaimo...blood...stomach hurts..."

"Blood?" Huaimo's face changed suddenly, and a thought suddenly burst out in his mind. Action was ahead of reason, and he pulled away the quilt wrapped in her.

Beneath her, a pool of blood was already stained with great smudge.

Shockingly, Huai Mo's heart felt like someone was plucked hard. Looking at her, she saw a line of tears on her face.[

He panicked, hurriedly embraced her into his arms, trying his best to comfort her, although he was also very panicked at this moment... "It's okay, be good, it's okay, when was the last time he came to Aoi Shui?"
Chapter completed!