The sky was shining slightly, the bright moon had long been hidden into the darkness, and Yue Xuan only burned a dim yellow candle.

Tang Muchen barely let him go until the other party was already convulsed/twitched last night, and when he was paralyzed/soft, he called out that his brother would not come. Tang Muchen barely let him go.

After taking her clothes and wiping it, he could shoot a silver gentian gun like a dragon, and then quietly hugged the tall body of the opponent and lay on the soft cushion.

The big hands were a little wet/wet, but Tang Muchen didn't mean it consciously at all. Instead, he kept touching the other's pretty little face.

"you……"

Although Tang Yuehua was tired and half dead, she still had a little spare energy.

When she felt Tang Muchen's big hands keep touching her face, and her wet hands kept touching her face, she naturally knew what it was.

Isn't it a mixture of milk and mineral water?

"You dead man."

The voice was soft and weak, as if the oriole was crowing at first.

Sister Yuehua, who was pursing her small mouth, couldn't hide her fatigue.

Who could think that countless men in the Heaven Dou Empire wanted to marry a woman, so they would look so soft and weak in bed.

However, it is true that Tang Muchen is so fierce and fierce as a pistol that the ability of a pistol is like a dragon, causing the silver bottle to burst into water.

Tang Muchen naturally took care of the coquettish words of sister Yuehua in his arms, watching her open a pair of lavender eyes, her temples were already scattered and soaked in grievance, he put it in his arms and comforted a little bit. sound.

"Good good, good good."

Because of the loss of stamina and moisture, and Tang Muchen's unreserved intention of cherishing, Sister Yuehua showed a satisfied expression and fell asleep with a sense of satisfaction.

Tang Muchen who was left quietly opened her eyes, and fell into deep thought as she listened to the gentle breathing of the beautiful young woman next to her.

[Even a beautiful woman of thirty like a wolf is still not enough. 】

...

On the second day, the weather was fine.

Because of being too tired yesterday, Tang Yuehua’s clothes have been torn apart, and now she is lying on the bed with her naked body covered with bedding embroidered with mountain forest and bamboo pavilions, and a small lotus foot curled up outside, as if Symbolizes the state of mind of the owner.

"Don't come here~"

"I fainted three times, please, brother."

If anyone is here, I would think that the cheeks are red and the eyes are enchanting.

It just seemed that this wish was fulfilled today, because Tang Muchen went out early, and now the exquisite and pleasant Miss Silver Dragon King came to the room.

Stepping on purple high-heeled sandals, wearing a light-colored dress, combing her long silver hair neatly, holding a silver tray in her hand, she opened the door and sneaked in.

Breakfast is a healthy and nutritious breakfast prepared by Tang Muchen. It is probably fried dough sticks, porridge, water and milk. Although it is a simple meal, it looks pretty good.

The relationship between the two has been good for the past few years. Miss Yinlong Wang has no complaints about this beautiful young woman who has to fight for her boyfriend every time she comes back. She just keeps a normal heart.

Ms. Yinlong Wang likes the elegant attitude and flat attitude of the other party usually.

Women with this kind of temperament in the playbook can often attract the attention of the male lead, and she also hopes that she can do this, so that Tang Muchen straightened her eyes and looked at herself tightly.

Lianbu moved lightly, and she slowly approached the big bed.

The outside wind is still noisy, dancing with the curtains, and the sound of the wind gradually.

The big bed was originally covered with gauze curtains, but now because of the strange wind, Miss Silver Dragon King outside could easily see something that shouldn't be seen.

For example, the wolf/borrowed bed scene.

Miss Silver Dragon King quietly stared at her beautiful eyes. Although she and Tang Muchen are people who have experienced a lot of things, but in this situation, this situation is completely fighting, it is, it is too much.

I think it's too much for myself to be poured with milk, but in the current scene, compared to her, I am completely a little witch versus a big witch.

I don't know why the little hands trembled a little, and his eyes stared straight ahead.

Stepping on high heels and slowly approaching each other, but the closer she gets, the more fierce the stormy waves in her heart become.

The torn palace dress, the discarded bracelet, the hosta on the ground, the torn purple garter...

The residue on the high heels...

It's so shameless.

Rao is the Yinlong Wang lady who is calm in her heart and doesn't care much about it.

But after experiencing the study of opera and the teachings of Tang Muchen, seeing the scene in front of him still felt the world collapsed.

In addition, the heroine is still Tang Yuehua, an elegant and beautiful woman whom she usually respects.

Her hands were a little trembling while dragging the silver tray, what would be the scene behind her.

Slightly raising her breath, she suddenly opened the gauze curtain with the idea of ​​seeing it anyway, rather than seeing it earlier.

"what."

Covering her small mouth, the scene inside was different from what she had imagined.

An elegant and noble beauty lying there quietly, with a dignified posture and a serene expression, covered with precious bedding, with her small feet exposed in the air, occasionally she would shrink a little when she felt the cold air.

"Pouch."

Who could have expected the situation inside to be like this, Miss Yinlong Wang wanted to laugh a little, but couldn't think of it. The strong contrast between the terrible situation outside and the situation inside made her a little scared.

Thinking of how he usually puts himself on stockings and then his eyes shine, she seems to understand it slowly.

[So you wanted to do the same to me at the time? 】

Xu was because of Miss Silver Dragon King standing by her side, Tang Yuehua felt that someone was watching her, relying on her own cultivation base, and reluctantly to escape from the boundless dream of spring.

Frowning slightly, opening his eyes, and barely seeing the other side's face, is a little relieved.

"So it was Nana."

Tang Yuehua showed a reserved smile, looked at the tray in the other party's hand, knew what the other party meant, and planned to force herself to get up from the bed.

But the numbness and weakness on the body made her a little rushed and unstable.

It looks like she is soft and weak~lightnovelpub.net~Miss Yinlongwang naturally refers to the fact that she knows that the other party is affected by the temple.

She also put away the ridicule, put the tray aside, and hurried to help the other person.

"no need."

She declined the other party's kindness, but now she was weakened by the sun, how shy it would be to let her help her up, so she held a sigh of relief in her heart, and she relied on her ability to barely sit up.

"Thank you for bringing me breakfast."

She smiled, like a delicate flower blooming in the cold wind.

"Well, no need."

Miss Silver Dragon King was also a little moved by the other party's moving smile, and after a while, she woke up and hurriedly passed the porridge to the other party.

Tang Yuehua looked at the white porridge handed over, and inexplicably thought of what she had been pouring into yesterday, frowning, but in the end she silently said a few words in her heart that this is porridge. This is porridge before she swallowed it.