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Zhong Liqing didn't know how it started and how it got to this point, but when she came back to her senses, Mian Xia, who had always been reserved and indifferent to the point of being frozen into icicles even if she touched her, explained it lightly in front of her. Luo Chang, the dark color in his eyes seemed to be another person - but this was not the most puzzling thing for her.

What puzzled her was that, compared to Jun Moci who still had a thin thin coat on her body, she herself was being pressed on the soft couch without even a single coat left on her body.

When had she been so bold?

But if she hadn't done it herself, who would have stripped her naked... Just thinking about it would make people blush and heartbeat, and it would be hard to continue.

"Your Majesty, you..." The words were just out of her mouth, but her lips were seized unquestionably. The cold temperature was just as in memory, but the force and strength of the crushing were unprecedented, which made her heart tremble but also heartbroken.

Zhong Liqing had never thought about the connection between the word "seal with a kiss" and Jun Moci, and she never thought that she would be the other person connected.

She was just intoxicated by Jun Moci's kiss as delicate as spring rain, feeling the depression, grievance, and unwillingness deep in her heart...all were sucked away with the cool but gentle breath, and what came back was joy , satisfaction, happiness—even though Jun Moci didn't say a word of love or promise anything, Zhong Liqing could feel the affection she conveyed.

——It's a little more than liking, and it seems to be less than love...that's enough.

Zhong Liqing smiled in relief, and let Jun Moci slowly untie the belt of her obscene clothes, and put the kiss on her heart. (slightly)

Jun Moci's spiritual power is different from that of Yu Yao, although her body temperature often makes Zhong Liqing feel that she is more inclined to an extremely yin physique, which can only be felt when she really exchanges and blends with her spiritual power——Jun Moci's spiritual power The strength is extremely peaceful and upright, as if the way of yin and yang has been integrated to the extreme. It is no wonder that Yu Yao has an extremely yin body, while Yaoyao has an extremely yang body. I am afraid that they each account for half of Jun Moci's physique. The deity is a perfect balance of two relative spiritual powers.

This also means that when Zhong Liqing passed on her spiritual power to her, she omitted the step of converting it into a single attribute, and just exchanged her own spiritual power with her. The half-repulsive fit, but Zhong Liqing felt that it wasn't just the blood contract that could explain it.

The difference from the first time was that Zhong Liqing didn't feel the slightest bit of fatigue, except for the unavoidable instant tingling, she was unprecedentedly smooth and smooth, even smoother than staying in the highest spirit-gathering formation; While looking inside her consciousness, she could almost see the spiritual power in her dantian condensing into pure energy at a speed discernible to the naked eye, and above the primordial spirit sitting upright in the sea of ​​consciousness, there were traces of spiritual energy. With strong attachment, the soul that was exactly the same as her was carved more solidly.

This happy event started with a thought, and it was the intention of both parties. In the final analysis, it was disguised as a healing.

She didn't know how much Jun Moci would benefit, and she couldn't tell anything from her calm face, but her aura had calmed down, her injury should be fine, and it wasn't the dying appearance that Zhong Liqing had seen before, but Zhong Liqing couldn't perceive whether there was any improvement in cultivation.

On the other hand, she herself has made great progress in her cultivation, as if she has been reborn, and she is afraid that the last forty on that day's list will also be able to compete - Zhong Liqing even feels that as long as she is willing, she will completely let go of those suppressed spiritual powers. Climbing up, even if you enter the period of crossing the catastrophe, it is just a matter of thought.

She opened her eyes with some joy, and was facing a pair of quiet eyes. I don't know how long the owner of the eyes stared at her. The dark jade-like eyes were full of her own reflection, and Zhong Liqing could actually see something from them. Lingering and gentle... When I look closely, it looks cold and indifferent again.

Pursing the corners of her lips, she looked down at the current appearance of the two of them. Even Zhong Liqing, who boasted that she was accustomed to seeing the wind and waves, couldn't help but blush. In contrast, Jun Moci's white as jade Her body was flawless, but her body was covered with crimson scars, some of which seemed to be dyed with light blue ink, which contrasted with the white skin, showing a fragile and withered beauty.

No need to think about it, whose masterpiece this is.

Jiao Zhongliqing's slightly condemning eyes swept away, but Jun Moci's expression remained unmoved, but a thin halo quietly appeared on his porcelain cheeks, the heat spread all the way to his neck, and finally permeated his skin, which was heart-warming Can't stop moving.

Zhong Liqing couldn't help licking the corners of her lips, suppressed the sudden movement, turned her face away from looking at the icy muscles, and cleared her throat: "Is your injury recovering?"

"There is no serious problem." Jun Moci originally planned to cast a spell to summon the fingers of the clothes to move slightly, but inadvertently touched a trace of delicate and smooth, trembling, and his heart felt hot, as if he had been hit by a hidden spirit: suddenly forgot She forgot how to transfer her spiritual power, and forgot how to perform kung fu——seeing Zhong Liqing's snowy skin in her eyes, she almost forgot tonight, hexi, and her last name.

"Well, how did we get sent to that gambling platform? Is it Yao Ruzhi or Yao Ruling..." In order to break the embarrassment of this moment, Zhong Liqing racked her brains to think about the topic.

"The Yao family doesn't cause trouble on the surface, they only do business, and they do a lot of petty tricks in private. If you ask them about Jiang Liulang's whereabouts, it is a taboo—besides, Yao Ruling is the most shameful person who gets close to Yao Ruzhi and trips you up. As expected... In short, stay away from these two sisters," Jun Moci corrected his expression when she asked her, and replied sternly, after thinking about it, he ordered, "And that Ming Qiuluo, She is not a human monk... don't get entangled with her in vain."

——Not a human monk?

No wonder the air machine is so special.

What is the meaning of the tattoo on the face?

Seeing Zhong Liqing sinking into deep thought, Jun Moci blinked his eyes, and finally recovered from his almost stagnant thoughts.

She took a clean underwear from the storage ring, first put it on for Zhong Liqing, then took out another one, and put her head down to put it on.

Such a thoughtless move warmed Zhong Liqing's heart. She hastily wrapped her clothes and walked over to her, hugged her arms in her arms, and said in a deliberate voice: "According to what Your Majesty wants, isn't this concubine everyone's favorite?" Can't get close?"

"You are from the third hall, you don't need to get close to others." Jun Moci felt distracted for a moment because of the two soft places on his arm, but he immediately suppressed it, and said in a deep voice, still tilting his head to warn. She glanced.

"Mianxia's words are wrong," Zhong Liqing let go of her arms in her arms, turned sideways on purpose, lifted the thin quilt on the bed, revealing the blooming red plum, looked at Jun Moci's unnatural expression, Youyou said, "The concubine is not from the third palace."

"Huh?" Jun Moci's eyes were fixed, he suddenly grabbed Zhong Liqing's wrist, pulled her into his arms, locked her waist, and asked angrily, "What did you say?"

The hand on her waist rubbed back and forth, revealing a silent threat.

"The concubine is the person under the crown...belongs to the one under the crown alone." Zhong Liqing didn't care about her anger, smiled, leaned over and lightly pecked the unhappily pursed lips of the man, blinking clearly eyes, looking at her with a smile.

The person who was attacked seemed not to have expected her words, but also seemed to be surprised by her kiss. A look of bewilderment flashed across his dark eyes, and the heat that had faded from his neck seemed to have a tendency to come back again.

Seeing that the majesty of the master of the palace was gone, Jun Moci turned cold, and pushed the woman who dared to tease her away from his arms - he said it was a push, but his movements were gentle and without any strength. Feeling in a flash, he was stuffed from Jun Moci's arms into the quilt of the bed.

"... Sweet words." With a cold scold, the fragrance was still there, but the man had already disappeared into the room.

"Tch." Zhong Liqing pulled the thin quilt to cover half of her face in a funny way, only revealing a pair of bright eyes looking at the empty room, and was about to complain about the incomprehensible wood: she was just thrown away like this up?

The next moment, the person who was scolded suddenly appeared in front of Zhong Liqing again, dressed neatly and meticulously, and still had that spotless and noble appearance.

Dressed in white, she was as cold as a celestial being, only those dark night eyes looked at her no longer with the indifference of frost and snow, but with a touch of unconscious tenderness.

"Wait here with peace of mind, at most three months, and I will take you back to Modu." Jun Moci put a storage bag beside the soft couch—if I remember correctly, it is to pretend that many treasures were photographed in Yaojiafang City before The one she was holding—then tucked the blanket for her and leaned closer, as if wanting to kiss her lips.

When Kankan was about to get close, but he didn't know what to think of, and suddenly turned away, and finally just lightly tapped Zhong Liqing's forehead, and walked away as soon as he touched it.

If so, I couldn't help but blush.

Smiling secretly in her heart, but sighing uncontrollably, Zhong Liqing never said she would agree, but just raised a witty smile, blinked at her, glanced at her belly with meaning, and said delicately: " Your Majesty should go early and come back early, don’t let the concubine be alone—alone, guard, empty, boudoir.”

As soon as she finished speaking, the white dress had disappeared into the room again, as if being chased by something.

Zhong Liqing smiled again, but that smile gradually became bitter.

After confirming that Jun Moci really left this time, Zhong Liqing sat up, put away the storage bag next to the soft couch, tidied it up quickly, and made a new disguise.

Glancing at the room again with nostalgia, he turned into invisibility, passed through the barrier of restriction laid down by Jun Moci, and quickly left the room.

——She knew that Jun Moci didn't want to take risks by herself, but she had a reason to go.

She must find Jiang Huai'an, the Liulang of the Jiang family, and find out for herself.

No one can stop her.

... Even her sweetheart.

The author has something to say: A lot of small theaters flashed in the middle, but I forgot after coding, crying...

It's a thousand and five, you know.

Suddenly I feel like a domineering president. 2333

I'm really tempted hehehe...

I wanted to sweeten a whole chapter, ╮(╯▽╰)╭