126 not seen for a day

However, no one is as noble as her, let alone those civilians? As a result, there is not even a place to avenge.

People can't help thinking that such a woman can only be controlled by Qian Yuyi, who is the god of war, but once Qian Yuyi marries her, I'm afraid she won't dream of a group of concubines around her knees, and in the second half of the night of the Wing Palace, will it be ghostly and ghostless?

So although everyone sighed that Luo Wener was a sparrow flying up a branch and turned into a phoenix, they could also foresee her future fate, but they could only see two words on Qianyu's face... happiness.

Qian Yuyi is indeed happy. Even if he faces those who he least wants to see every day, looks at those hypocritical and all kinds of attempts to laugh, and listen to the routines on those scenes, he is not as bored as he used to wave their sleeves.

He was busy from morning to night and didn't feel tired. He doesn't love those gold, silver and jade, but he picks some strange things for Luo Wener every day. But every time he goes, Luo Wen'er is sleeping.

She is very tired, and he knows that she is also very distressed. Every night, he planned to take a look at her, say a few words to her and leave. But somehow, the more he talked, the more he said, he held her in his arms, hugged her, and couldn't help kissing her, and then he couldn't help...

After that, he regretted it, but looking at her scattered hair, red cheeks, bright and moist eyes, and delicate lips, he couldn't help making the same mistake.

A few times later, he hugged her and felt that the slender and soft body snuggled in his arms, and her even breath fell on his chest, like a breeze in a spring night quietly blowing into his heart.

He said to himself that he must treat her well in his life. If there is an afterlife, he will find her and not let her suffer a little grievance.

Thousands of wings clenched the rabbit in his palm.

This is what he picked from today's gift.

The delicate sheep fat jade is warm at the tentacles. If you look closely, the rabbit's soft fur is actually the natural texture of this jade. With the change of light, it is like being gently undulating by the wind, which is really strange. The most important thing is that there are three small black spots on the rabbit's nose, like Xiaoqiang.

After Xiaoqiang escaped, he never found it again...

"...stupid, Xiaoqiang is just a rabbit, and you... are the one I must watch and can't run around!"

Thinking of what she said that night, infinite warmth suddenly surged up in her heart. Immediately, the wind was blowing under her feet. In the blink of an eye, she arrived at the door of Qimengju.

When the maidservant guarding the door saw him coming, they bowed one after another and left silently.

He stood for a while, calmed his breath, lifted the crystal curtain and walked slowly into the house.

A man is lying quietly in the red silk tent hanging from the roof, covered with a red brocade silk quilt, and one arm slips out of the quilt. Although he is wearing a sleepwear, the exposed half of the forearm is three points whiter than the pear blossom white brocade. He can even imagine the jade-like luster and the softness of the tentacles...

The heartbeat began to intensify, and he walked to the bed in a few steps and gently opened the curtain.

Luo Wener lay on her side in bed, as if she didn't sleep well, and was pouted her little mouth slightly.

The corners of the lips unconsciously raised, bent down and secretly pecked the small lips.

"I'm back..." Luo Wener stretched out lazily.

But this action fell into someone's arms.

He opened his eyes slightly and looked at someone's smile: "Are you tired?"

Someone laughed and asked, "Is Wenwen tired?"

Thinking of last night's madness, Luo Wener couldn't help blushing.

Qian Yuyi couldn't move his eyes and couldn't help kissing him again: "Wenwen, I finally understand what it means to be 'not seen in a day, like three autumns apart'. When I was in the front hall, I always thought of you, so I wanted to send them all away to accompany you. In this day, I always feel that my hand is empty, as if something is missing. I can't figure out the root reason. Until now, I hold you..."

Kiss her temples: "I just know that the thing that makes me lose is you..."

I don't know whether Qian Yuyi's level of saying love words is increasing, or whether she is more and more easily moved, but at this moment, her face is stiff: "Am I a thing?"

"Aren't you something?"

"You..."

"Okay, stop it, let me hug you for a while."

Luo Wener obediently swuggled in his arms.

However, for a while, she felt that someone's part had changed, and the kiss that fell on her ear became lingering and ambiguous, and she actually fell down with a whisper.

Qian Yuyi held her tightly, but looked at her funnyly, and she raised her eyes and alerted her.

I kissed her temples and sighed, "Wenwen, I can't touch you today..."

In the face of her doubts, she lowered her lips and held her ears: "Tomorrow is our happy day. I don't want my princess to get up and even have to be carried..."

"Thousands, feathers, wings!"

He took her small fist and took a bite: "Don't talk, don't look at me, don't move, otherwise..."

Hold her tightly: "I really don't want to leave you, I don't want to do it all night..."

"Aren't you going to sleep here tonight?" Luo Wen'er's heart was suddenly empty.

He grabbed her hand and pressed it on the already strong: "I'm afraid I can't help it..."

Luo Wen'er's eyes flashed soft waves, but she blinked and said sadly, "Is it really decided?"

"A gentleman's word is hard to catch up!" Qian Yuyi was very firm: "I'll leave in a minute."

"Oh."

Luo Wener covered her cunning eyes, snuggled up beside him, raised her head slightly, and her breath brushed his ear intentionally or unintentionally.

His breathing gradually became heavy and came closer. His lips rubbed against his neck and poked out the tip of his tongue and licked it gently.

Qian Yuyi's arms immediately tightened and hurriedly let go of her.

She suppressed her smile, leaned up, sucked her lips and teeth, and immediately made a petal on his neck.

"Wenwen," Qian Yuyi turned over and pressed her under her body and said in a hoarse voice, "Stop it!"

Luo Wener gave a very obedient "um", but this sound was extremely lingering and gentle, which immediately made Qian Yuyi's body stiff.

Lips continued to swim sideways around his ear and neck, sometimes kissing, sometimes biting, tossing the bones all over thousands of wings, and finally tearing her middle coat.

As soon as the big palm fell on her chest, she heard her say, "A gentleman's words are hard to chase!"

The action stagnated, and he was angry with her, covering his pale blood-red eyes as if he was angry: "Wenwen, you are torturing me!"

Luo Wener smiled softly, pushed him down with her backhand, and fell on his chest with intoxicating charm at the corners of her eyes: "I wonder if the general can withstand the torture?"

Qian Yuyi looked at her well for a moment, clenching her fists tightly and her lips tightly.

She swam to him like a snake and exhaled like Lan, "If someone treats the general like this in the future, will the general withstand **?"