He looked at her steadily, his fingertips gently followed the back of her head, and his thin neck. The girl was obviously so fierce, but her neck was thin and seemed to be broken by pinching.
"You are such a fool." He suddenly chuckled in a silence.
He stroked her soft spine slightly awkwardly, his tight waist, and went downwards. Then he lifted the girl on the table and put it into the bucket, and squeezed in himself.
He chuckled and lowered his head: "Look, I'm going to make a move."
Jing Ming opened his big eyes, but his breathing gradually became rapid, and he held his strong shoulder tightly.
She won't lose! After a while, she began to imitate him, hugged his neck, and clumsyly kissed his lips, neck, and collarbone.
When she heard him humming intermittently, she felt dizzy in her mind... As soon as the man called, she became numb all over.
Moreover, this person is too fierce, but she is weak in all limbs.
She was full of only one thought, this fight was really... She was afraid of losing.
The sound of water overflows, and the steaming heat conceals all the vague and hazy intertwined.
......
The next morning, Minglanruo woke up in a daze, but found herself in a warm arms.
She was stunned and rubbed her eyes. Isn't she on the soft couch?
"Awaken?" Cang Qiao's slightly silenced voice rang over her head.
As soon as Ming Lanruo looked up, she saw a pair of dark phoenix eyes staring at her intently.
Minglanruo's confused mind suddenly woke up, and she sat up slowly: "Why are you carrying me up? Are you angry and sending me to bed on the soft couch?"
Cang Qiao stood on his forehead and said lightly: "Are you angry? Why don't you know?"
Ming Lanruo glanced at him with a squinted eyes: "Haha..."
If you don’t get angry, I will call you.
I don't want to pay attention to him.
Most women have thin skin. Yesterday, she was rejected for the first time to ask for a love affair and was uncomfortable.
Simply put, it is... heartbroken!
She got up and went to wash. When she came back from washing, she saw Cang Qiao sitting on the bed, covered with a thin quilt, washing under the service of Xiao Qizi.
Ming Lanruo couldn't help rolling her eyes. This man was still pretending to be delicate and addicted to being delicate.
She hugged her chest and said angrily: "Let's go, let's go, didn't you say you were going to see my dad today?"
All the things were packed and he was about to set off early the morning after tomorrow. He was still here to pretend to be the imperial concubine.
"Wait." Cang Qiao took a memorial, leaned against the bed, and said while watching.
Ming Lanruo raised her eyebrows with a delicate eyebrow and was impatient: "What's wrong with you? I'll read it again when I come back. My father will take medicine to rest later."
Cang Qiao looked at her not her nose, but her eyes were not her eyes. He narrowed his phoenix eyes and suddenly waved his hand to Xiao Qizi.
Seeing that the situation was wrong, Xiao Qizi immediately quickly and obediently exited the door and closed the door.
Cang Qiao raised his head from the report, curled up the corners of his lips slightly towards Ming Lanruo, and said in a gentle voice: "Ruoru, come here."
Ming Lanruo looked at him like that and always felt something was wrong, but he was very honest and quiet after going down the mountain recently.
He struggled for half a night that day, and then reached an agreement on "cutting trees", he began to be clear about his mind and have few desires, meditating and practicing martial arts every day.
Otherwise, she wouldn't have been able to see his wide robe and big sleeves floating like an immortal last night, and she wouldn't be able to help but move.
But since he refused last night, he shouldn't do anything strange today.
She simply walked over and looked at him condescendingly: "What's wrong?"
Cang Qiao casually knocked the edge of the bed with the report in his hand: "Sit down, I have something serious to tell you."
When Minglan saw that he looked calm, she guessed if he had something to tell him.
She also restrained her original attitude and asked seriously: "But what's the important thing?"
Cang Qiao suddenly pulled her hand directly under his thin quilt, pressed it on himself, and said lightly: "Of course it's important. Do you think it's appropriate to see the Duke in this way?"
Ming Lanruo was stunned, and her beautiful face turned red in an instant: "You, you..."