Get on the Wrong Sedan Chair and Marry the Right Wolf + Extra Story

"What is this!!! What is this!!!"

"Run -!"

They retreated very quickly, but the golden light was even faster. A Beimo soldier was so frightened that he simply dropped the heavy long knife in his hand and tried to run faster. His throat tightened suddenly, and the sound of the wind passed by his ears. The whole body was dragged by that long snake-like thing, so frightened that three souls and seven souls went to six souls!His chest was hit hard on the ground, and when he raised his eyes, he met a pair of golden eyes the size of copper bells, and then they were blood red.

The entire Beimo camp was in chaos, and after a few screams, it turned into a dead soul with a lion's mouth!A bright red figure sat on the lion's body with its head held high, its eyes full of angry fire.

Seeing this, everyone fled in all directions as if seeing a ghost. Ling Xueji raised his arms and retracted the long snake soft whip, without even looking at the blood stains on it, and stepped on the corpse of the Beimo soldier with the golden lion all the way to rush in.The wind whistled in her ears, her eyes were fixed on the towering sentry tower, as if she could stare through the snow-white curtain!

"Qu Quan, oh Qu Quan, you've taken all of my heart away, and you still want me to remarry?"

"Next life!!"

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The sky was dark, the grass was withered and the dew was cold, a golden figure ran swiftly on the barren ancient battlefield, and the sound of the wind whistling in my ears was like hearing soldiers fighting each other to fight to the death.Ling Xueji's face was full of anger, she still couldn't hold the reins, she was shaking so badly that she hadn't recovered from the thrilling night before.

"You don't discuss such an important matter with me, do you still regard me as your wife?!"

"Are you planning to die there if I don't come?!"

"Why don't you talk? You talk to me!"

Ling Xueji wished he could whip a whip on the pale man on the lion's back.

Qu Quan closed her eyes and didn't know whether she was awake or asleep. Hearing Ling Xueji's voice thundering in her ears, she didn't even lose her breath for a moment. She was so tired...

After several years of planning, another matter fell on my mind.But looking at her wife's exhausted face, she didn't know whether to be happy or sad.It just feels like a long time has passed.

Ling Xueji didn't wait for Qu Quan's answer, her anger soared, and when she reached a certain point, she suddenly turned a corner.

"You don't talk, do you? Well, you don't have to talk!"

Yan Luo neatly stretched out his hand, the smoky purple front was grabbed viciously, the thick sable fur was torn off and thrown away, and his neck was exposed in the cool morning breeze, Qu Quan Gujing's expressionless expression finally had a trace of it flaw.

Before she could recover, Ling Xueji pressed her face up on the lion's back, leaned over and opened his mouth to enclose her cherry lips, gasping for breath and swallowing it all.

The golden lion is still running wildly, the dense forest is full of dangers and it is not far away, the bumping of the lion's back makes this kiss even more intense.Suddenly, I don't know if the lion's feet stepped on some stumbling stones, and a stagger caused the two kissing on the lion's back to almost break their necks.Qu Quan angrily pushed Ling Xueji away, his face full of anger.

"You don't want to die?!"

Ling Xueji held the golden lion with one hand, and wiped his mouth fiercely with the other hand, "Don't you want to die, we two die together!"

Yan Luo leaned over Qu Quan again and kissed her lips.

The hot and humid kiss did not hide its owner's anger, all the way down, Qu Quan raised his head and breathed heavily, the top of his head was the soft golden fur on the lion's head and neck, the tireless touch of rubbing and rubbing made people's hearts the most sensitive nerves.

She raised her hands impatiently to hold Ling Xueji's provocative stamina, kneaded gently without a teacher, and let her instinctive senses respond enthusiastically.The soft voice overflowing from the lips was swept by the strong wind and dissipated in the vastness of the ancient road.

Ling Xueji buried her head in Qu Quan's neck, her body was pressed against her, her white teeth were on Qu Quan's cheeks, and she was biting and licking at the base of her ears, as if she was acting coquettishly or doing evil, the complicated ropes tied the complicated clothes, Qu Quan Lying on the lion's back, looking down, her robes, deep clothes, skirts... are all spread out on the lion's back. Her usual clothes are so wide-ranging, but because at that time she was basically standing Walking and walking, it was also the first time Ling Xueji saw Qu Quan lying down with his clothes on. The clothes were deep and shallow, blooming like petals, like a purple hibiscus with layers of stamens and petals.

Ling Xueji held the rein tightly with one hand to prevent the two of them from being knocked down by the golden lion, and stroked Qu Quan's cheek with the other hand, the tears burst from the embankment at some point, all the way hot and cold, dripping on Qu Quan's cheek , slide into the neckline neckline.

She was so scared, she couldn't even imagine losing Qu Quan one day.At this time, she can only make up for the chest hollowed out by invisible hands all the way from Wu Jun by hugging Qu Quan tightly.

She originally accompanied Shi Zhuang to Wujun to look for Bichanjuan, so naturally she wanted to stay in Wujun's prefect's mansion.On the night when he found Bi Chanjuan, he suddenly got news from his father that Qu Quan had actually gone to Beimo as an envoy, and that the negotiating partner he was about to face was the Prince Beimo who killed the [-] army of Great Xia in the battle of Xiangting. Mudili.

Who is Mu Dili? Ling Xueji has only roughly heard about what kind of person he is from his father, but just a few words are enough to make Ling Xueji anxious. Beimo, for a few days and nights, lived and slept in the open air, only relying on a anxious, persistent and twisted heart all the way to Beimo, the moment when he saw the soaring flames and the familiar purple figure beside the snow-white tent.