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Chapter 254: 254: So sour he wants to cry

He hugged her waist tightly, as if he was holding someone in her arms, as if he wanted to rub him into his bones and blood.

Dog Emperor...

“…scent fragrance.”

His dull voice sounded: "Is it okay to love me?" It's not that he loves Liang Wenqiu, but that he loves Ji Feixiu, can he be kind, can he like me a little, can he share the good things he has to Liang Wenqiu with me.

Zhou Yanqing straightened his long hair one after another. She was very cautious about the outside world and she was wary of anyone, but this list did not include Liang Wenqian.

Sometimes she felt very strange, as if she had never been prepared for it from the beginning. She let the little fool walk into her heart foolishly, take root in her heart, and trust in him surpasses anything.

Perhaps because her imagination is too small, or because of her unpreparedness, even though she noticed that the "Liang Wenqian" tonight was a little strange, she did not think about those strange aspects. Instead, she only thought that the little fool was making a tantrum at Keke's lovely.

Sometimes when you ask, you will suddenly become emotional, but even if you are emotional, you will only be soft and cute.

"Okay, I love you."

She smiled softly, then turned over and pressed him under her, her long hair drifted down her shoulders and fell to his cheek.

He saw charm on her face, his ears were hot, his cheeks were hot, and his eyes seemed to have a scarlet red color.

I felt a little uncomfortable, but I firmly stretched out my hand, held the strap on her clothes, and gently pulled it away.

Zhou Yanqing let him move. She smiled with her lips pursed, then held his face and continued to deepen the sweet kiss.

Ji Feixiu thought that this was probably the most beautiful experience in his life. Unfortunately, he couldn't wait for him to enjoy it, and his consciousness gradually became blurred...

After a moment.

"Fragrant fragrance?"

Liang Wenqin's cheeks were flushing. He was dizzy just now, and he didn't know what was going on, but Xiangxiang was kissing him!

"Fragrant fragrance..."

He rubbed Zhou Yanqing gently with his head and then. "Let's get a villain!"

Zhou Yanqing: "Ha."

I couldn't help laughing.

The question tonight was a bit strange, but it was still cute.

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The family of the Imperial Shang Ji.

The bedroom was empty, but at some point, a thin shadow gradually became real from transparency.

Ji Feixiu opened his eyes in a daze. The familiar environment and the familiar room layout were arranged, but the bed was cold and there was no ambergris in the palace. Everything was silent and the insects could be heard outside the house.

He lay on the bed for a while before slowly getting up. He wrapped his arms around his knees and stared blankly.

Is it a dream? Or is it an illusion? But it is so real, and I feel lost.

He buried his face in his arms, his eyes were red and his thin lips were straightened. His body was in a state of static, but waves of unspeakable pleasure continued to wash away his body and accumulated downwards...

His thin lips were pursed into a cold curve, but his heart was twitching. The sourness in his heart was like an old plum, so sour that his mouth was bitter, sour that he felt inexplicably wronged, sour that he wanted to cry...

At the same time, the other people in the Seven Emotions were a little silent, especially those who were more sensible.

When Ji Feixiu's consciousness returned to his position, his complex emotional fluctuations were transmitted to other people's hearts. He had never felt such bitterness before, and he was not even like Liang Wenqin.

The national teacher Chu Liumu thought for a long time, and Jingci lived next to him, and was also a little suspicious.

The evil ghost Yin Huaili was wandering in the palace late at night, and Jiang Jianchen frowned and returned to calm...
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