Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

It's just that the tightly closed lips vaguely outline a very slight arc, and there are some other flavors hidden in the indifferent breath.

"You turn around."

she said coldly.

Feeling disgusted, Yan Ce sighed and turned his back to this cold woman. He couldn't help thinking of every frame of memories with His Majesty, Fu Su, and Mr. Fei. They were green and beautiful, like the unattainable moon in the mirror.

With a pair of arms around his neck, there was no sign of separation, and the back was pressed against the tall and round chest, and the friction became more and more intense.

She closed her eyes and said lightly, "You read by yourself, and I'll sleep for a while."

The bodies hugged each other without gaps, and the touch of a layer of shirt made Yan Ce calm down instantly. The woman took the boy as a kind of pillow, and fixed her knees on the boy's legs.

Then, as if to appease a child, she kissed him.

"Okay, stop messing around."

Um, okay, no problem... It feels like being treated like a child!

Carefully moved his back, not to stick it so close, after a long while, sleepiness gradually occupied Yan Ce's brain.

Compared to the boy, this woman seemed to have guarded him all night without resting.

Yan Ce's little heart gradually let go.

I have to say that this moment is more like a stimulating scene of falling asleep after some stimulating exercise.

Shangguan's shirt was slightly opened, revealing the underwear on the inside. Yan Ce rested his head lightly on the pillow, but she didn't show any other expressions because of the strange feeling. The boy yawned and took a nap on his side.

It's getting late.

After the "hoarse—" door was pushed open, footsteps came from the living room.

Chapter 650 IX Leaving This Beautiful World Peacefully

The sharpness of the five senses left by the assassin has not been exhausted with time, and Yan Ce himself has not entered a deep sleep state. When he heard the sound of the door being pushed, he was in a daze for a second.

Someone is going to come in, I have to get up, I feel so soft in the face of the hard-to-break body friction, I don't want to move, turn over and sleep for a while.

Well, then lie down for a while... What a ghost.

Lie down again to enter the small box!

The sleepiness dissipated in an instant, and there were two people lying on the bed, no matter how you looked at it, it was not such a scene suitable for all ages.

"Someone came in..."

"..."

As if in response to the boy's slightly nervous whisper, he curled up on the edge of the bed with his legs tightly together, and then... the body got closer and closer, and the warm breath flowed to the back of his neck, as if he had let go of his defenses , embraced the boy intimately and fell asleep.

The sound of "squeak" sounded.

The soft light shone into the big bed in the bedroom, as if to welcome the execution of the holy light, Yan Ce had already foreseen the little widow's march of Fusu little princess.

In front of the boy, a woman dressed in white basic uniforms and without decoration saw the scene of "the boy is just about to rest after strenuous exercise on Miss Shangguan", and the whole person was 99% pure.

Shangguan's shirt was unbuttoned, and the color of the underwear clearly fell in her eyes, as if she hadn't had time to tie it up after warming it up.

"I don't think that you will be in a low mood if you are forcibly imprisoned and you have encountered His Majesty's edict..." As he said, Han Fei's eyes flashed with extremely complicated colors, "Maybe you think too much about right and wrong, do you need to be busy first, Do you have to wait a while... come again?"

Yan Ce: "It may be a little different from what you think."

"Ah... this, this is it."

It seems that Han Fei has a new understanding of Yan Ce's proficient skills, and subtle changes have taken place in Han Fei's whole mentality. For example, the special skill of one shot into the soul, watching the physical intimacy of the two people on the bed can deduce the intensity of attacking the city, As a result, Yan Ce won a grand and epic victory, which made Shangguan completely lose his ability to move.

Should it be said that he is her disciple...

Then, Han Fei said: "Let the maids clean up the sheets first, otherwise the smell will be that, maybe...well, yes, it just won't come out."

"..."

At this moment, Yan Ce fully understands that his teacher's sanity has suffered an air-to-ground Noble Phantasm level blow, but in the current situation, everything he says will be interpreted by the husband as "a pure and unaffected physical relationship".

Shangguan's eyelashes fluttered slightly, his beautiful brows were furrowed, and after a while, he slowly released his arms from Yan Ce's neck.

"Mr. Non?"

A slightly curious voice sounded in the bedroom.

Han Fei's fingers were trembling, he clenched his hands tightly to cover up his emotional turmoil, and smiled, "Your body... all right?"

"Fortunately, His Highness is very quiet and has not moved."

"Yes, is it?"

Han Fei's thinking is about to collapse. When it comes to exploring the comfort of using a teenager, as a parent, she doesn't want to know how useful Yan Ce is in bed!

I don't even want to know who is moving on it——! ! !

She saw that the shirt was opened wide, the skin of her lower abdomen was exposed to the air, and she could vaguely see the wet saliva left on her body by the boy who turned around secretly when he was confused.

Then, Shangguan gave Yan Ce a sideways look, wiped it off without saying anything, sat up and fastened his shirt.

His expression was a little cold, but he couldn't see the iceberg-like indifference that people don't get close to. He seemed to have a bit of a woman's taste. Then he put his hands through the messy long hair behind his neck, gathered it into a bunch, lifted it up and put it down, and neatly draped it to his waist between.

It was getting dark.