Speaking of emotions-color, action scenes on the bed are unnecessary emotions-color, but only when used on Murong Wuhen’s face is needed. In his eyes that are beyond the bottom of his eyes, it seems to be written: Eat people without spitting bones.

An Nuan weaving a sweat, and a large area of ​​her clothes wet. But she was thinking about something else in her heart. She was about to be knocked down after a while. Should she resist for a while or resist for a long time? In fact, An

What Nuanori wants to do most is to run away.

But after pondering for about three seconds, she thought that a person's life was so short, there was no need to joke about his life. Just imagine, if she was careless and angry Murong Wuhen, she pulled out of the Meridian Gate and beheaded, and went down to the underworld

The little devil asked you how he died. You said you had to fight against the emperor and seek death. That would be too much of a bunker.

So, An Nuanzhi accepted her fate. She took out the turtle in one step, two steps, and three steps, and approached Murong Wuhen at all. At worst, she just thought it was a third bite by a dog, but she hadn't arrived yet.

He was pulled in front of Murong Wuhen's big hand.

The two figures stacked together, but unexpectedly, Murong Wuhen just yawned lazily. His cold eyes narrowed, but it was funny.

"I'm tired, now, go to bed."

This result was beyond An Nuanzhi's expectations and subverted her understanding ability. Murong Wuhen did not want to push her down, but hugged her and slept against the wall. But how could he become a good person?

An Nuanzhi listened to Murong Wuhen's uniform breathing, and this guy quickly fell asleep. He was like a baby who was unprepared for no warning at this time, without scheming, conspiracy, and without domineering coldness. He was only in the dream.

He is the easiest.

Suddenly, An Nuanzhi's heartbeat accelerated and pulsed, just like a small wave peak on the electrocardiogram, with the peak rising high.

I really want to touch him with my hands.

This is An Nuanmao’s second idea.

The next second, her hand executed this command. An Nuanzhi had to think that her reflection arc was a little different from others, and her reflection arc was a little short.

I was originally going to touch his cheek, but I didn't expect that my hand would accidentally rub the veil covering his face. Then, a stunning beauty appeared in front of An Nuanori. An Nuanori couldn't help but be startled.

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Speaking of which, this is the first time she has seen his true face. She has actually prepared for a long time. Unexpectedly, an accident made her really see it. With a little curiosity and some inquiry, she looked at his face.

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I saw that there was nothing extra on my fair face, smooth as milky white, thin and tender, and there was a vaguely perfect temperament. This temperament, to describe it in this way, cannot be found in humans, of course

It can't be found in wild beasts, but in people of the level of immortality. In other words, the face under Murong Wuhen's veil is like a banished immortal.

However, An Nuanzhi was puzzled. Since Murong Wuhen had half a handsome face that could be as handsome as the Party Central Committee, why did he cover his face with a veil all day long? It would be fine if he covered it, but others covered it with ugly looks.

Yes, but he did the opposite, which is too strange?

People are creatures full of exploration and curiosity. An Nuanzhi naturally wants to know the answer to this question.

But, exploration and curiosity have to pay the price. Murong Wuhen woke up slowly under An Nuanzhi's gaze. When he opened his eyes, he saw a scene in front of him. An Nuanzhi's bright eyes looked directly at him.

There was a stunning vision and a sudden realization.

Touching his cheek, he suddenly understood what was going on, almost jumping up, his mood became extremely cold.

"Get out, you see what you shouldn't have seen."

An Nuanori hates others' tempers for no reason. Isn't it just a glance at his stunning face? As for such a big temper? This makes An Nuanori just want to shout, "It's so rude!"

But An Nuanjie suppressed this sentence, first on other people's territory, be low-key, not to mention that Murong Wuhen has a bad temper, and he can't help but make her do it. Who can she cry?

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An Nuanzhi was in the shape of a small hairtail, and walked out the door with a small slip. She thought to herself as she walked: "Damn it, a big bad guy, a nervousness without a father or a mother, I wish you infertility and a child under your knees

It also died prematurely..."

An Nuanori silently read out all the harsh words she could think of. She was in a good mood, but before she could walk to the door, she heard a cold voice.

"Wait. Come back!"

This time, An Nuanori really wanted to hit a piece of tofu and die. If he really wanted to be addicted to cheating, would he think she was a ball, and he would get out of here and come back?

An Nuanzhi wanted to curse——The feudal emperor is shameless and bullying the common people will not be reborn—but in reality, she lowered her head slightly, leaned into the air, unable to step down or lifted up, as if

It has a huge weight.

"Where are you going?" Murong Wuhen touched the sharp knife in his hand, and his eyes were filled with the little cold wind that could not be guessed.

"I won't leave, I'll go and take a break." An Nuanzhi lowered his head slightly, looking very well-behaved.

"Do you think I will let you go out with a secret?" Murong Wuhen continued to play with the knife in his hand.

"What's the secret?" An Nuanzhi asked idiotically.

"What do you think?" Murong Wuhen's eyes were like green light, and An Nuanzhi couldn't help but stretch out his little tongue.

But the next second, An Nuanzhi's little tongue stretched out had already slipped into the wet and soft environment. Unexpectedly, Murong Wuhen lowered his head, and the software and hardware surrounded her, leaving her no way out.

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"The best way to keep a woman's secret is to do it, she has no strength." Murong Wuhen said whisperingly. This sentence was almost said with airflow, itchy, gently, making An Nuanzhi's body

It seemed like a burst of electric current passed.

If you are so straightforward and explicit, An Nuanori's pectoral muscles will understand after thinking about it. There are some things that you can't hide from, but you don't want to hide from, but you still can't hide from it. An Nuanori shouted in his heart, "

God will destroy me."

Before An Nuanzhi could finish her shouting, Murong Wuhen pulled off the curtain, pressed his thick body down, and his big palms stuffed into her bellyband. The two of them overlapped for one, but they felt sorry for the bed.

, Since yesterday, I have been creaking and squeaking n times.

An Nuanori was worried about whether it would fall apart.

The next morning, An Nuanzhi had no pain in her body. She was doing high-frequency gyroscopes for two consecutive days. An Nuanzhi could no longer resist it, but looking at the shaking dragon couch, she couldn't help but feel a little balanced.

However, the kiss marks on Man Yu's neck could not be covered, and it was red and swollen, reminding her what happened last night that made her face and ears hot.

An Nuanzhi thought she was very open-minded, but she walked out of the Chengde Palace with sore legs, but she couldn't see it anymore because she found that she was not as open-minded as she imagined, and even had a little bit of entanglement.

What mentality did Murong Wuhen force her to do it again and again?

Does he love her?

Yeah?
Chapter completed!