Cangqiao said indifferently: "It's coming soon, just a few days..."
"You go." He walked into a room and ordered lightly.
After a while, there was no one around him.
He walked closer to the bed, lifted the curtain, and looked at the soft and beautiful face of the sleeping woman in the quilt.
A cold and gloomy light suddenly flashed in his narrow phoenix eyes.
Cangqiao lifted his cloak and sat down, gently clenched Ming Lanruo's small chin with his slender fingers.
In the smoke fragrance, the girl who was half asleep in a nightmare could not wake up at all, and only let out a little confused moan uncomfortable.
His slender fingertips rubbed her plump and soft lips, and touched her wet and soft breathing.
He narrowed his eyes, sneered lightly, lowered his head, and kissed the plump and pink lips.
The touch and taste beyond imagination made a strange light flash in his eyes, and then turned into a cold and crazy flame.
He grabbed the back of her head with a long finger and kissed her lips coldly and violently.
So what if you are not a man?
He also wants to have her and get her!
As long as she doesn't know what he did to her, it's not considered breaking her oath, right?
Why do you have to laugh at other men, why do you have to be angry at other men, why do you have to lie under other men, and why do you have to take care of other men...
“Um…”
The girl in a semi-unconscious attempted to push the nightmare demon who refused to disturb her.
But the next moment, even his weak hands were imprisoned, and his fingers crossed and grabbed her little hand behind her.
The kiss Cang Qiao lowered his head and plundered was awkward but violent and crazy, like a howling rainstorm, covering countless emotions that suppressed darkness, and... twisted desires.
His cold lips rush in unscrupulously, suppressing all her powerless resistance.
She whimpered and struggled in the absurd nightmare.
Not long after, he finally noticed her whimper and hum.
Cang Qiao stopped moving, closed her eyes and panted lightly, let go of her fingers that were confining her chin, and put the messy hair into her ears for a little bit of her fingertips.
He narrowed his eyes, slowly buried his face into her tender neck, and murmured: "You are my cleanest thoughts, so never betray me, don't leave me..."
Her body was so soft and so warm, his Ruoer, his only relative...
I don’t know how long it took, the cold wind outside the window whizzed by, and in the dark space, there was only the ticking of the slightest pot.
A low knock came from the door: "My son, it's past...it's time to leave."
Cang Qiao just raised his head slowly and said lightly: "Wait outside, the night is still long."
The people outside the door were silently invisible, silently.
He gently put the girl back into the soft silk brocade quilt.
Cang Qiao looked down at the person who was half-drowsy and half-sleeping on the bed, and licked the corners of his scarlet lips with his tongue.
His little girl tasted better than she thought and calmed her mood.
But just kissing, how can it be enough to comfort the hollows in his heart?
He leaned down slowly, stared at her unpredictably, and suddenly chuckled.
Since you don’t want to endure it, and since you have decided not to suppress your despicableness, then - despicableness to the end.
Anyway, he has always been the worst person in the world.
Then, the girl's clothes on the bed fell to the ground one by one.
On a snowy night, it is graceful and graceful.
The dark night shadow guards outside the window stood silently, like a breathless shadow.