Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

The dim light couldn't illuminate the woman's face clearly, and the moist lips with perfect lip curves opened beside her ears.

The warmth scratched his ears, but Yan Ce's tough posture did not allow Yan Ce to escape.

Yan Ce was a little flustered.

The soft, slightly sweet scent seems to occupy the depths of the soul.

The emperor calmly said: "Even if you beg me to finish it for you at the end...it doesn't matter, do you understand?"

Chapter 580 Family Joy

There was no more drastic action, but simply clung to each other's bodies in the cool summer night, hugging the boy as if there was no gap, and the sound of "dongdong" heart beating became more and more obvious.

Under the slanting moonlight, the emperor relaxed a little, and dropped his finger from his shoulder to the light-reflecting ring, trying to caress it twice. The next moment, Yan Ce's fingertips trembled slightly, and then returned to calm.

The teasing didn't have any obvious effect, she pursed her lips.

The emperor raised his head, and countless bright stars twinkled quietly in the sky, as if converging into a big river, so vast that it cannot be described.

Yan Ce followed her gaze and looked up to the sky, a galaxy of stars.

With the weak light, the emperor couldn't see Yan Ce's reaction clearly, sometimes it would be more interesting if it was a little blurry.

That's fine, she thought.

She maintained this posture until the moment she chose to let go, and then allowed Yan Ce to leave.

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In the middle of the night, Yan Ce opened the door and entered the Nuan Pavilion in the outer courtyard. The melody of his heart speeding gradually calmed down. At first glance, the Nuan Pavilion still looked a little old.

Yan Ce was about to light the lamp, but found that there was another person crouching beside the dark table, and the very slight sound of breathing echoed in the quiet bedroom.

After walking two steps inside, the young man was a little curious when he saw the dishes on the table. At the side, Miss Lingshi was in a light sleep. When she heard footsteps, she immediately woke up from her hazy sleep, opened her eyes, and borrowed Seeing Yan Ce's figure from the moonlight, the vigilance in his eyes faded.

She got up, stepped on the floor and lit the lamp. The thin summer home clothes concealed her handsome figure, and her long black hair fell down to her waist. She saw the boy's eyes lowered, and his eyes fell on his bare feet for a moment. , and moved away quietly, she raised her eyebrows and didn't say much.

The woman fiddled with her temple hair, and quickly put her toes into the round-toed clogs. When she walked past Yan Ce, the clogs and the floor made a "da da" sound, leaving the embarrassed boy aside and letting him continue to be embarrassed.

Miss Lingshi was sitting by the bed, her slender legs were crossed, and the clogs were swinging slightly on her feet. She sorted the unfinished affairs by the bed, without saying a word during the whole process.

The air was suddenly quiet.

Yan Ce felt that the cool breeze in the summer night had dropped several degrees in the bedroom, and he didn't speak well or open his mouth as a poisonous snake. He just looked like he regarded you as air. The sense of sight of going home after finishing the door.

The food on the desk was more or less tampered with, but Yan Ce's excellent eyesight immediately found that the fish at the corner of the desk hadn't been touched at all, and even the condiments on the fish were intact on it.

Yan Ce coughed lightly, and if the cold war continued, he wouldn't even have a bed.

"Is the meal just cooked?"

Yan Ce asked knowingly, of course he could see that the dishes were getting cold, so asking this way was just to find a topic to communicate with, even if it aroused the other party's anger, as long as it could be communicated, there would always be a solution.

"..."

Hearing Yan Ce's words, it was no surprise that Miss Ling Shi's face became indifferent, as if it was deep winter, and her eyes seemed to be looking at a delirious fool.

She put down the letter, exchanged the up and down positions of her legs, and replied calmly, "I just did it."

Yan Ce: "..."

Is this within your expectation, classmate jojo Yan, obviously, the embarrassing mole concentration in the bedroom has soared proportionally.

"Isn't it left over?"

She showed a very indifferent smile, "It turns out that His Royal Highness is not blind."

"You did it on purpose?"

"Not really."

Yan Ce pointed, "Fish..."

"Not finished."

Yan Ce resolutely did not ask any further questions, otherwise she might kill him, even though the big Shangguan cat was in an extremely indifferent and cold attitude at this time.

She can probably guess that the meal prepared in the afternoon will wait for someone to come back, and give him a little bit of "compensation" to him who is always at a disadvantage. However, the young man was used by the emperor for a whole day, and he came back almost in the middle of the night. can be understood.

Even though neither party was at fault, but referring to the principle of equality between men and women, the fault was Yan Xiaoce.

She lowered her eyes, thinking about the inexplicable state of mind, frowned unconsciously, and asked, "What did Your Majesty tell you?"

"The parents are short, harmonious and happy." Yan Ce replied.

"A whole day's daily life, you are really happy enough." She said: "I think what His Highness needs now is definitely not a rest, but a good dissipation of the remaining desires in the cold wind."

"Where do I sleep?"

The cold temperament has no tendency to melt, and the woman showed a thoughtful expression, "The roof, the roof."

The corner of Yan Ce's mouth twitched: "Why are they all on the top?"

The last stroke of her pen accidentally spilled the ink, and the handwriting was a little ugly. Then she pondered for a while, raised her eyes and responded: "It's more likely to accidentally drop the meat mud to death."

"How to deal with this dish?"