[Runyu colleagues] and spend the rest of my life with joy

The veil is low and the candles are slightly rippling, making the whole room elegant and bright.

The surrounding wooden walls are all covered with brocade, and the roof is also separated by embroidered felt. The furnishings are extremely elegant. On the bed made of carved wood flowers, the brocade quilt exudes a faint fragrance.

"Hot..." Fuqing was lying on the wooden couch, tearing at her clothes indiscriminately.Her face was flushed red, and beads of sweat were beaded on her forehead.

Thinking of the scene where Cangqing pinned Fuqing under him, the anger in Runyu's heart could not be extinguished.If he hadn't arrived in time, the consequences would have been disastrous.

Runyu raised her hand to fasten the ribbon of Fuqing's corset, and as soon as his cold palm touched the warmth, he was tightly grasped.

"Uncomfortable..." Fuqing's voice became coquettish, which made Runyu's nerves tense.

At this moment, her clothes were almost completely taken off, the goose yellow bellyband wrapped the softness of her chest, and her tender skin became more and more alluring under the candlelight.Her chest was constantly rising and falling, all of which challenged the endurance of the man in front of her.

Runyu's eyes became deeper and deeper, with a bit of restraint and self-restraint.

He pulled out his right hand, reluctantly slashed with the sharp blade slightly, and opened a bloody mouth.After a while, more than half of the bowl of blood appeared in the white porcelain bowl.

After feeding the blood to Fuqing, she fell asleep within a moment.

Runyu flicked her sleeves, sat down by the couch, and stared down at the sleeping man.

Xiuchunfang Yuanniang's meth is well-known in Luoyang.

The woman who ran away privately with that man was named Yin Chu, and she was Yuan Niang's private choice of oiran.The thick-browed man who stopped Fuqing at that time was Yuan Niang's chosen guest for Yin Chu.Yuan Niang predicted that Yin Chu would definitely not follow him, so she put a very intense acacia in the teapot in her boudoir.

This Acacia powder is very strong in medicinal properties, men and women have to make peace to get the antidote, if the antidote is not timely, it will damage the body of the Chinese medicine practitioner, and even endanger his life.

Immortal art can only temporarily control the properties of the medicine, but cannot completely eradicate it, so Cang Qing will take such a move in desperation.

Although Runyu was annoyed at Cangqing's invasion of Fuqing, his original intention was to save her.Thinking of this, most of the anger in Runyu's heart was extinguished.

Fuqing's face gradually calmed down, and Runyu wiped all the sweat from her forehead with her handkerchief.His movements were extremely slow, full of tenderness.

The orange candlelight reflected his figure, and the folds of the moon-white brocade clothes reflected the shadow of the candlelight, resembling the patterns embroidered on it, very eye-catching.

Runyu reached out to caress Fu Fuqing's lips, the pink and tender two petals are like a wet peach, making people want to kiss their fragrance.

Thinking of this, Runyu leaned over and stamped that bright red petal.

His movements were very light, but the force he imprinted was extremely heavy, as if punishing her for her carelessness today, but that gentle suck was full of affection.

After closing the corner of the quilt, Runyu got up and walked out of the room.

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The chirping of birds echoed the sound of the wind coming from outside the window.

Fuqing slowly opened her eyes, and what caught her eyes was a pale yellow curtain with long tassels on top of her head, and the slender fringes swayed gently in the breeze.

Fuqing raised her hand to caress her forehead, the dizzy feeling seemed to still have an aftertaste.

The fragmentary images of Cang Qing hugging her last night flashed back and forth in her mind.

She fumbled for her clothes in shock.

Fortunately, the clothes were complete, even the straps of the corset were tied neatly.

You and Cangqing should be fine last night, right?

Fuqing got up, took off the coat that was hanging on the armrest, put it on in a daze, then opened the crystal curtain and walked out.

"Cang Qing...?" She murmured, her heart hanging in mid-air, with some doubts.

"Say it again." The man in the hall suddenly threw away the book in his hand, stood up suddenly, his voice was low and sullen.

Fuqing rubbed her sleepy eyes, and took a few steps closer.

The man in front of him is dressed in moon white brocade clothes and stands tall. If it's not Runyu, who else is it?

Fuqing was overjoyed, and hugged Runyu, she hugged his waist, her voice full of excitement. "Master, it was you who gave me the medicine last night, right? I knew it was you...!"

"Help you 'antidote'?" Runyu repeated Fuqing's words, biting the word "antidote" extremely hard.

Fuqing's face was flushed red, subconsciously she thought that Runyu and her...were together last night.

Seeing the flushed cheeks of the person in her arms, Runyu knew that Fuqing had misunderstood.He took advantage of the situation and asked back: "Did I help you 'antidote', don't you know better than me?"

Fuqing's face was blushed immediately, even the roots of her ears were stained red.

Runyu couldn't stop laughing, raised her hand to pinch the bridge of her nose, and said dotingly: "Silly girl, I used other methods..."

Fuqing suddenly came to her senses, she covered the blush on her face, and said: "What method?"

Before she finished speaking, she caught a glimpse of a bloodstain on the palm of Runyu's right hand, and she immediately understood.

"My lord! Your hand..." She wanted to pull Runyu's right hand over anxiously, but Runyu hid her right hand behind her one step ahead of her, and his gentle voice fell, "It's okay, it's just a small injury ..."

Fuqing's heart trembled, seeing the depth of the bloodstain, tears welled up in her eyes. "My lord, is it still hurting? It's all Fuqing's fault... If it wasn't for me, you don't have to..."

The rest of the words were stopped by Runyu raising his hand, his cold fingers caressed her lips, that gentle movement was like the warmth in his eyes, gentle and tender, only belonged to the woman in front of him.

He raised his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and his voice was full of affection, "Don't cry, it won't hurt..."

Fuqing buried her head in Runyu's arms, sniffing the clear fragrance of his body and feeling his scorching body temperature. At this moment, her heart was extremely satisfied.

The author has something to say: I really want to know what everyone thinks about this article Q~Q, can the cuties come out for a while? Q~Q (The author is struggling weakly)