色爱综合激情五月激情

She went into the water, leaning against the wall of the pool, half awake. Suddenly worrying about the road every day, the mind and body are a bit overwhelmed.

A strand of thin vines stubbornly drilled into the carved wooden window and stuck in the window mullion.

It shook gently, and when Sang was so confused, he suddenly heard the unique voice of You Wuming.

"several?"

She was startled, thinking that the man was mad and awakened from the coma, so she had to do something that was inappropriate for her.

Immediately, Agu's calm voice sounded: "Five. Lord, after this matter, there should be no more ghosts in the Shadow Shadow Guard. This time the Lord is in a dangerous situation, three people want to take the opportunity to stab, and the other two want The message has been controlled by his subordinates, waiting for the master to send it."

Sang Yuan's eyes fell on the vines in the window mound—she turned on the remote listening mode again.

"Okay." You Wuming coughed gently, "Buried."

"Yes." Agu Dao, "The killing of the Sang family is related to the remnants of the old king. The forged ordinance is covered by the missing old king seal. Thanks to the reminder of the Sang king, the subordinates rushed to destroy them. Evidence controlled the situation before. It was a matter of care. In the past few days, I didn't pay close attention to the border customs, so I would poke such a big Lou Zi! Please punish the master!"

You Wuming smiled and said: "Why have you asked me when you have been in prison for many years?"

"Yes, his subordinates will take one hundred sticks later. Lord, this time, there is no news in the world yet. Will you prepare for the battle first?"

"can."

"Several rebel thieves have already been taken and are being sentenced." Agu's voice brought a trace of worry, "How to deal with those soldiers who have been blinded and made a big mistake?"

I'm afraid to hear those two flirty words again-buried.

You Wuming smiled and said, "Did you kill the leader? Reward."

The end is extremely arrogant.

"Yes!" A Gudao said, "The lord is also asking for good health. This is too dangerous! You can scare the little waste by self-confessed healing for nine days. The subordinates are also terrified."

He seemed to hesitate for a while, and asked again: "Is the lord not worried... Will his subordinates be bad for you? If his subordinates are also traitors, then..."

"Then you're in a different place." Youyou's voice was calm and calm, "Go."

"Hey, hey." A Gudao, "Yes!"

The footsteps faded away.

After a moment of silence, the lifeless voice slowly drifted out.

"Would you like to see Xiao Sanguo taking a shower?"

Sang Yuanyuan: "..."

She quickly climbed out of the pool, put on the new clothes prepared for her by the waitress, and pushed the door out.

The waitress took her straight to the lifeless palace.

I saw him leaning on Wen Yu's pillow, wearing a robe loosely, his chest half open, and the arrow wound was still bleeding.

Seeing Sang coming in from afar, Youyou narrowed her eyes happily and waved at her: "Come."

Sang walked to him and sat down.

He'brushed' and handed a paper to her, and slanted a line with his long fingers, saying: "Xiao Sanguo, are you really looking for death and living like this, do you want to be with me? Wait for me to raise relatives Can't wait?"

Sang recognized the words on the paper with great difficulty.

The above record is that she used a dagger on her neck, threatening the end of the release of the Youjun.

He was good, out of context, saying she would depend on him for life and death.

"You still have fun to make fun of me," she said. "You haven't quickly figured out a way to settle this matter? Now, how can you be right against the sky?"

He reached out his long arm, brought her to his side, and said happily: "What's so scary about dying, as long as I can go to Wushan with my little mulberry before death, the peony flowers die..."

Sang covered his mouth from afar.

A blush flew up from the snowy cheeks, and her angry look made him feel better.

He smirked. The cold lips moved once, and again, as if kissing her palm.

She numb her scalp and quickly withdrew her hand.

You Wuming laughed happily. He leaned up and whispered in her ear: "What a shy thing. Xiao Sanguo, do you know that day, if you didn't encounter a little hindrance... "

He meant something, and his eyes seemed to be burning with warmth on her face.

"I have already entered."

At first she was stunned, not knowing what he was talking about. When the reaction came, she only felt that all her blood poured into her head, and she wished she could grab the pillow behind him and press it on the awful handsome face.

"Han Shaoling was really useless," he still laughed there, "cheap me."

She was angry and angry. He wanted to leave, but his wrist was tightly grasped.

You Wuming surprised with a look: "Where did you want to go, Xiao Sanguo, I'm talking about breaking into the evil formation to save you-isn't Han Shaolin also in Jiang Yanji's palace? This hero is a good thing to save beauty. It's cheaper for me. What's wrong with Xiao Mulberry? Did you think of something strange?"

Sang is far from believing his evil! He was just so fluid, he said clearly...

"I want to contact my father and brother!" Sang closed his eyes from afar, and said, "They must be worried that they are broken!"

You Wuming loosened her, raised her hands, and made a big gesture.

"I have sent so many jade slips to Yue Zhang."

Sang was slightly centered. Now that the jade jade has been sent, you can only wait.

Her eyes suddenly fell on his wide robe half open.

He has pectoral muscles, the lines are extremely smooth, and there is no abruptness at all. The fine cloth covered the arrow wound, and not far from the heart, there was a purple and black handprint.

She remembered Xiao Wu said that he had a poisoned palm and another arrow.

This palm print is very small, and at a glance it is known that it came from a woman's hand.

You Wuming glanced down at her, then pulled her shirt around, then glanced at her lazily, and said, "So greedy me?"

Sang Yuanyuan: "I was just thinking, how long have you not taken a bath."

Youming: "..."

The corners of her lips floated with pride, and a starry smile flickered in her curved eyes, shaking him a little dizzy.

He eased for a moment, one arm rested heavily on her shoulder.

"Exactly, the injured need help."

Sang Yuanyuan: "..."

She was escorted to the Hot Spring Hall by this patient who was looking lean and actually ridiculously heavy.

Fading off the loose robe, he was only wearing a pair of shorts, walking into the spring water, leaning against the wall of the pool.

The rag covering the wound was soaked in water, and Sang was a little helpless.

He ripped it off and threw it aside.

"Down."

Sang hesitated for a moment and went down in his clothes.

There was one more person in the pool, and the temperature seemed to have doubled. She stared at his wound, and saw blood ooze from the edge of the healing wound, meandering down and scattered in the hot pool.

Next to the wound, the purple and black palm print was very eye-catching. She couldn't help but think about the woman who could hurt him from close range and in front...

He took her arm with a smile: "Relax, it's not a good match."

Sang sighed far away, soaked the water with a cloth towel, and carefully cleaned the dried blood stains around the wound for him.

Her expression was too focused, her movements were extremely soft, and she cleaned all the blood marks neatly for him without touching his pain.

He knew that she was actually nervous, and a small sweat bead oozed from her clean forehead and rolled into her eyes. She only blinked casually without any influence on her movements.

Although she was just an introductory minor repair of Lingyin, she clumsily clung Mu Lingyun in her palm as clumsily as possible.

Her cherished appearance is as if... he is really a great baby.

Oh, the most precious baby.

The most precious baby...?

His arms caught her secretly somehow.

"Little Sanguo," his voice became hollow and hoarse, "they said that once a man gets a woman's body, he won't cherish it anymore."

She acted and looked up at him. Is this... sick?

There was no expression on his face, and his eyes looked through her, not knowing where he was looking.

One finger slowly lifted her chin, and his eyes were empty, and he approached her slightly blankly.

"So," the thin **** lips moved lightly, "Let me get you, and then, treat you as an ordinary woman, spoil you, and give you the best of all, how?"

Sang looked up slowly at him.

A smirk appeared on the corner of his lips: "Don't seduce me like this, don't try to walk into my heart, if you let me be confused for you again, I will kill you."

His eyes focused slowly, falling coldly on her face.

At this moment, Sang felt that all the hot soup around her body had frozen, so that she shuddered gently.

She has a bizarre intuition. She has carelessly touched the true scale of this madman.

What did she do?

She opened her eyes and recalled for a moment, but she didn't remember what she had done before.

Don't you just help him take a bath?

Isn't he asking for it himself?

She pursed her lips and met his gaze, and said grievously: "Then, if you get me, instead of getting bored, it's more cherished, what should I do? I don't want to die, I just want to be with you together."

"What do you do with me?" he said quietly, "have a baby? No, I don't want that kind of thing. Xiao Sanguo, one day, you won't like me anymore. By then, if I have already I like you, what should I do?"

As soon as her lips moved, he was resisted with a cold finger.

"Hush. Do you want to say that you will always like me until you die?" A smirk floated on his face. "If so, it would be better to kill you now, lest it will become a lie in the future."

She stared at him.

Under the cold black eyes, there seemed to be a trace of vulnerability. There is a bit of sadness at the end of the road.

This person is too abnormal.

"Is this good?" She raised her arms and gently wrapped around his neck. "I wake up every day and I will tell you whether I like you today as I did yesterday. Day by day, If it doesn't change until the day I die, then you believe that I have always liked you."

A clear tremor floated in his eyes.

The beautiful Meifeng flicked gently, as if receiving an unstoppable kill.

After a moment, he closed his eyes.

Sang was far from sure if he would simply kill her when he opened his eyes.

She leaned forward decisively and kissed the corner of his lips.

So far, she actually can't tell how true she is in her heart.

Do you like You Wu Ming? There are always some.

He looks really good, has a great figure, and that evil spirit is also very attractive. He also rescued her, and that arrow may have caught him just to turn around and help her.

However, the first time she said "like" to him, it was a complete lie. Because of this erroneous beginning, she could only say 'like' to him again and again. Until now, I don't know if I was cheating him or myself.

Tears fell again.

She turned her head, not letting him taste the tears.

She was absorbing his slightly bitter floral fragrance, and she never thought that there would be such a special smell on people.

He was motionless.

After a while, she whispered intermittently: "You, don't you like me like this? No one will kiss you and talk to you like this when I die. Don't you like my taste? There will be no more death. "

The big hand on her neck gradually relieved her strength.

His breathing was heavy, and after a stagnation, the anti-guest took the lead and overbearingly took her breath and pushed her into the water.

Sang was killed from afar and was caught off guard. His nose choked into the water, and he couldn't cough under the water. When he opened his mouth, it was convenient for him to kiss her thoroughly.

By the time he smiled and lifted her out of the water, she was dizzy and her eyes were dull, and she didn't know whether it was suffocating, choking, or kissed by him.

"Little Sanguo!" His face was filled with a very happy smile, "Remember your words today, from now on, wake up every day, I want your'like', and your' taste'."

She coughed softly and spouted a hot water splash.

You Wuming almost smiled and broke his chest.

After the bathroom crisis was successfully resolved, Sang was very tired. After putting on dry clothes and redressing the wound for him, he lay down lazily on the sapphire bed and didn't want to move anymore.

In the darkness, she didn't close her eyes when she felt you are dead.

He grabbed her by the hand and lay quietly beside her.

From time to time, he seemed to suddenly think of something, nudging her hard, and found that her small hand was still held in his palm, sighed with satisfaction, and continued to squint half asleep.

With brutal beasts, they do not forget to declare their sovereignty.

Sang was far from knowing when he fell asleep.

Nothing happened overnight.

In a daze, she felt the light and darkness in front of her eyes, and from time to time there was a bit of cold floral fragrance fluttering on her face.

The eyelashes are also itchy.

She frowned and opened her eyes.

I saw a pair of dark eyes staring at her from the top, he put his arms on her side, his robe was lazy, and most of his chest was hanging above her, the handsome face dangled in front of her as if Look for the snake in the attack angle.

There was no expression on his face, and his dark eyes were bottomless, and he could not see any emotion.

She raised her eyebrows and said softly, "I like you as much as I did yesterday."

She lifted her body and pecked his lips.

He raised his long eyebrows, two dark flames blazed in his eyes, and a smirk that couldn't be restrained from the corner of his lips, he pretended to reply innocently: "Oh. I know."