Aside from the sound of the sky, I saw the injury on the wrist of Su wine, and when I was distressed, I couldn’t help but say.

"No wonder, no wonder when the mother kissed me, I couldn't smell the aroma of the mother's kindness, only smelled a strong smell of medicine. It turned out that the mother kissed you hurt! Mother, is it very painful?? The nephew is blowing you..."

Scorpio said, and then he reached out and took the woman's white softness, then slid gently against the wrapped wound.

Scorpio blows it seriously, as if, in this case, the injury on the woman's wrist will heal.

For the naive behavior of Scorpio, the woman just smiled and said that it was gentle.

"Oh, my son is really awkward! But, the mother is fine, don't worry about it..."

The woman spoke up. When she said this, she immediately reached out and gently licked the lovely little head of the scorpion.

For the woman's gentle and petting behavior, Scorpio just grinned, and then, it was the meaning of the woman's small hand.

This move, Scorpio has done many times before, the action is natural.

However, the day when I picked up the woman's white and soft, the lovely little face, first of all, the next moment, the good-looking brow, could not help but glance.

Immediately, Nawu’s sly eyes were slowly falling on the woman’s white softness.

Strange, the mother's hand, white and slippery and tender, feels very soft and warm, just why, now the palm of the mother is so rough, and, above the palm of the hand, so many scorpions! ?

It seems that the talents of Xiwu will have...

Before the mother, I never practiced martial arts, didn't I! ?

When I think of it, Scorpio’s gaze can’t be swayed slightly.

For the mind of Scorpio, the night ink does not know.

At this moment, goodbye, my beloved woman is finally back, and the night is cold and relieved.

Goodbye, the woman's cheeks are pale and fragile, and the night cold is even more distressing.

"Okay, small wine, you just got back, you are tired, take a rest, raise your spirits and say other things!?"

Although, in the night of the cold heart, there are many doubts to ask now, however, goodbye to this woman has a wound on her face, with a few weaknesses on her face, and she can't bear to ask her other nights.

When I heard the words of the night, the woman just smiled.

"Well, well, I am tired too."

"If you are tired, take a rest early, come, I will help you to rest in the bedroom."

The night is cold and the tone is even more gentle.

After saying this, the night ink immediately reached out, carefully holding the woman in front of me, gently squatting, and then walked towards the bedroom.

The man’s move is so considerate and gentle.

Relying on the man's strong arms, the woman's body was slightly stiff, but soon, she relaxed, her face was sweetly swayed in the man's arms, and she laughed...

However, compared with the woman who is screaming at the laughter, she is carefully holding the night of the woman in her arms, but the beautiful eyebrow is a light glimpse.

Recalling that the woman was leaning on her own arms, it was a little stiff. Although, the woman quickly relaxed, as usual, full of sweet snuggling in his arms.

Just, I don’t know how, the night is cold, but there is always a strange meaning...

This move, they have done countless times in the past.

Why, just now, when this woman was in his arms, she was a little bit strange! ?

This is why? ?

Thinking of this, the night ink cold in the arms of the woman's gaze, is a deep exploration...

Just, goodbye to the woman in the arms, the look is pale, the doubts in my heart are explored, and disappeared.

Perhaps, this is what the woman has experienced in the past few days, or it is exhausted.

However, no matter what.

As long as this woman, finally come back to him!

Think of it here, the night of the cold mouth, not a light hook...

......

The night is deep.

At the moment, in the four kings' palaces, everything is completely silent.

In the study room, the night ink is seriously reviewing the folds there.

For the woman, working for many days, on the desk in front of the night, the folds are even more mountains!

At this moment, the night ink is sitting there, holding a brush in his hand, constantly writing something.

The night is getting deeper and deeper.

The summer night is like the face of a beautiful woman.

When the moon was empty, the breeze slowly, and it continued to blow in from the carved window that opened, with a burst of pleasant floral fragrance...

However, at this time, a burst of footsteps suddenly sounded from outside the study.

With the sound of the footsteps, along with a mouth-watering soup powder...

When I smelled this fragrant smell, I was seriously reviewing the night of the cold, and the beautiful face was slightly stunned, and then slowly put down the brush in my hand.

The deep and narrow black scorpion was slowly lifted up and looked in front of him.

I saw a sly figure, carrying a food box, slowly coming in from the door.

The women’s life is so good.

The eyebrows are picturesque, the hair is like water, and there is that body, even if it is a simple white gauze skirt, it has already smothered her elegant and refined, and the style is perfect!

At this moment, the woman's hand is holding a food box, slowly approaching, face, end, is the gentle and charming smile.

Seeing this, the night ink cold mouth can not help but gently pick up, then stood up and walked toward the woman in front of me.

"Small wine, it's already late, why don't you sleep yet?"

The man spoke, in the tone, it was a gentle pet that could not be concealed.

It was said that the woman’s mouth was hooked and she couldn’t help but laugh softly.

"I have been resting all day today, just woke up, thinking that you are still reading the fold, you will be hungry, so go to the kitchen and make a bowl of noodle soup."

The woman spoke up. When she said this, she immediately reached out and took out a bowl of fragrant spray from the inside of the food box. She also braved the hot noodle soup.

This bowl of noodle soup is obviously made by a woman. Whether it is selling or other, it is not a chef outside!

Just, when I saw the injury on the woman's wrist, the night was cold and frowning, but it was a light glimpse.

"Small wine, you still have injuries in your hands! Even if you want to give me a day and night, let the next person do it. If you get your wound, how is it good??"

The man speaks, and the tone is all distressed.

When the man heard this, the woman just smiled.

"Oh, cold, listen to what you said, my hand, just a small injury, before the drug has been bandaged, there is nothing wrong with it, well, cold, you can eat it soon! If the soup batter, It is not good."

The woman spoke, and immediately pushed the noodle soup in her hand to the front of the night.

The gentle eyes were filled quietly on the man.