The interior capacity of the carriage is not large, but it is extremely luxurious to build a small platform. The small seats that were usually found on both sides of the carriage have long since disappeared. Except for a small piece of ground at the entrance used to put shoes, the rest
It was all elevated and made into a tatami-like design. It was clear that we started from the perspective of comfort and threw all practical functions into the corner.【】
The walls inside the carriage are all covered with soft and smooth cotton silk. There is a small door on the left and right, and a shading fan is thoughtfully made, and a small cotton curtain is hung.
From Zhong Qingye's point of view, the tatami in the front of the carriage is completely designed from the perspective of a bed. It is not only cushioned with soft bedding, but also has pillows and cushions. The innermost part of the carriage is completely designed as a bed.
Based on the design, I made a small low cabinet to put some small refreshments and other things.
To put it simply, this looks like a carriage from the outside, but from the inside, it looks like a large bed with full functions!
Zhong Qingye's face suddenly became unnatural, and a beautiful blush quietly climbed onto his smooth cheeks.
When Zhong Qingye agreed to Qi Mo's return to the palace, she thought that she would have to be alone with Qi Mo in a small space in the next few days. But in her imagination, although the carriage was not large, it was always
It won't be that intimate, but looking at the clearly "specially made" carriage in front of me...
Zhong Qingye:......
A pair of soft and stiff arms quietly passed through both sides of the body. Before Zhong Qingye could react, her waist and two arms were tightly hugged, and her arms shrank.
Her whole body crashed into a chest.
The height of the carriage was not high enough. Zhong Qingye still had to lower his head when standing inside. Qi Mo was a head taller than Zhong Qingye. You can imagine how cramped it would be.
He simply put his head on Zhong Qingye's shoulder, his pointed chin pressed against her neck, and his breath was hot and filled with the unique smell of a man.
"This carriage is prepared for you."
Qi Mo said and moved closer to her neck. His slightly cool lips rubbed her fair neck intentionally, causing Zhong Qingye to tremble slightly. The man smiled lowly, and his voice suddenly became hoarse and dark, unbridled.
He stretched his neck and gently bit her neck. "Do you like it?"
Zhong Qingye's whole body trembled, and he finally realized that he could no longer pretend to be deaf and dumb. He instinctively turned his head to the side and shrank back. He originally wanted to avoid Qi Mo's contact, but he turned his head at the right angle.
Putting his lips to Qi Mo's lips.
The four lips were rubbing together, one was hot and the other was slightly cold. Zhong Qingye's eyes suddenly widened. Before he could step back, Qi Mo suddenly cursed, twisted her body hard, and clamped her tightly.
Lips.
"Qi... uh huh..." As soon as the red lips opened, the breath in his mouth was instantly robbed completely by an arrogant suction force, pressed on the two red lips, Qi Mo's slightly rough lips turned crazily, domineeringly
After the friction, the tip of the tongue pried open the shell teeth, like a lonely traveler in the desert who was so hungry and thirsty, wildly sweeping every inch of Zhong Qingye's mouth.
Sucking and swallowing, not letting go of every drop of body fluid that he desperately longed for. Every word was superfluous. At this moment, Qi Mo's mind was empty. Everything disappeared, leaving only the soft and thin body.
A heartbreaking body.
I just want to feel her well, feel her entity, and have a sense of existence. She is no longer an afterimage of a midnight dream, nor a fleeting memory in my memory. The real her is in my arms...
Qi Mo's frenzied behavior made Zhong Qingye panic. His mouth and nose were filled with the masculine aura that belonged to Qi Mo. Qi Mo's face was reflected in front of his eyes. The iron-colored mask was still there, and through the eye holes,
You can see the slender and thick eyelashes gradually growing on the eyelids.
The chest close to her body was hot, like burning. The heat made people crazy and almost melted her whole body. It seemed that her whole body was wrapped and permeated by Qi Mo. This feeling was unfamiliar to her.
It made her afraid, and she instinctively wanted to leave this suffocating and confusing atmosphere.
The arms were tightly placed on his waist, and his breath was robbed, with almost no breathing space. His cheeks were uncontrollably hot and gorgeous, glowing with a charming pink color, and his whole body's strength seemed to be absorbed by Qi Mo, every drop of it.
None of them were left behind. The clasped fingers were more of a welcoming gesture than resistance...
Through the touch of his fingertips, Zhong Qingye could clearly see that Qi Mo's whole body had lost weight, as if he was recounting in a voice the running and fatigue of the past two months.
The big peach blossom eyes became extremely dazed for an instant, like a lonely person who had lost his soul. There was an urgency piled up in his chest, screaming and hitting. His pupils were sore and uncomfortable, and the tip of his nose was red from rubbing, as if he was about to shed tears.
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For a moment, Zhong Qingye suddenly felt an indescribable impulse, wanting to abandon all worries and hug this man tightly at all costs.
Her wide-open eyes reflected the spinning world. In a daze, she seemed to hear a slight clicking sound, but Qi Mo's surging kiss like a flood instantly robbed her of all her ability to think.
It wasn't until the wound on her back hit the soft bedding hard, causing a sharp pain like tearing, that instantly brought back all her senses. Only then did Zhong Qingye realize that she had been pinned down by Qi Mo.
On the "bed" inside the carriage.
The small wooden door of the carriage was closed at some point, and her shoes had already been thrown away. Qi Mo pressed tightly against her body, her whole body was as hot as burning, and the savage kiss was not affected by her posture at all.
It became dull due to changes, but became more and more violent, spreading along the corners of her mouth and all the way to her neck.
The fiery fingers moved gently and forcefully along the body of the woman beneath him, inch by inch, as if they were treating a treasure they cherished, skillfully opening the tight belt around her waist and exploring into the inside of the robe.
Zhong Qingye finally regained some consciousness from his kiss. His red lips were wide open, his chest was rising and falling violently, he was panting for life, his eyebrows were furrowed, and he finally regained his consciousness.
It took a little effort.
"Qi... Mo... hurts..."
She murmured a moan, and the hoarse voice that came out of her mouth even startled herself. She reached out to touch her cheeks as a reflex, feeling that her fingertips were burning, like warm coals.
It turns out that the emotional person is not just Qi Mo...