This slight movent, however, relaxed the closure of his lips.
The nimble tip of the tongue of the monsoon smoke flows in with the trend and does not allow a cent.
Liuhuo's hand naturally rings around the waist of the monsoon smoke, killing the distance between them to zero.
At dusk, the two hugged and kissed each other.
This scene, without warning, fell in the eyes of the mbers of the red blood brigade and the bounty hunters who had already run a hundred ters away.
Kuang dang
The chin of all the people fell on the ground and killed them. They did not expect that the young man with good years had such a relationship with the Chinese empress.
In the silence, ti passed quietly, I don't know how long it took, two people embracing each other, just slightly opened a little distance.
Obviously, it's the active strong kiss of the monsoon smoke, but now it's a little breathless, white and clean cheeks with a little red, those eyes with water mist can't look at the perfect face of Liuhuo for a mont.
"How do you know I'm here?" The monsoon smoke slightly raises eyebrows.
Liu Huo's hands are around her waist, with her head slightly down and chin against her neck. She is greedy for every breath that belongs to her.
At this mont, he didn't want to think about anything more, just wanted to be intoxicated with her.
Seeing Liuhuo didn't respond for a long ti. Instead, she was as tired of her neck as a small animal. The wisps of warm breath splashed between her neck, which made her slightly itchy.
"Son of a bitch, I'll ask you sothing!" The monsoon smoke pushed his chest.
"I miss you..."
Monsoon smoke slightly a Leng.
Liuhuo closes her eyes and feels every minute she is around.
"I've been thinking about you for a long ti. I can dream about you every day, but every ti I wake up, you're gone. Let hug you and know it's not a dream. " Slow whispers, with a little hoarseness, beat in the heart of the monsoon smoke, let her calm down the heart, again warm up.
The monsoon smoke is a little cramped and looks away.
The boy is getting worse and worse. He can say such a thing.
But
On the surface of the monsoon smoke, the body did not make any resistance, but stood there motionless, letting soone cuddle her.
The bounty hunters on one side turned from shocked to coquettish and rolled silently.
But the man of red blood brigade wanted to cry without tears. Now he can't walk or stay. It's embarrassing.
The setting sun is falling, and the sky is getting late. Before the coming of the evening, the fire finally looks up from the neck of the seasonal wind and smoke. On the white handso face, there is a satisfied smile.
"Good."
The face of monsoon smoke turned red, forcing the delicate sweetness in her heart, but as she had guessed before, looking at this seemingly pure little fire in front of her, it was not so sweet.
Stinky boy, it's ti for you to co, you wait for !
Indulge in the flow of happiness, did not notice the slightest, the monsoon smoke at the bottom of the eye a flash of bad light.
The monsoon smoke collected his mind of calculating accounts after autumn, and then he clapped open the hand around her waist with his backhand, "Stinky boy, I'm the empress of China now, how can you be such a fool?"
He laughed with a good temper.
The mbers of the red blood brigade were biting their clothes and complaining.
Your majesty, is it you who started?
……
[irresponsible little theater]
little fla: = v =
little Madman: = - =
little fla: rub against ~
little Madman: Did the child discover my intention? So you're going to bribe with a beau sche?
So North: you think more
Little Madman: really not?
North: Well, go at the sa ti. Don't delay my asking for a monthly ticket.
Little Madman: every ti we sell for a monthly pass, what do you an?
A North: do you want a black house return ticket? I'll send you ho for free.
Little Madman: Dad, I'm wrong.
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