Prosperous Beauty System

Wow--"

All the Cambodian books on the case table were overturned to the ground, and together with the porcelain white bowl painted with glaze, fell to the ground and broke into several pieces.

Shark gauze is as thin as mist, like smoky water, intertwined into a sweet and greasy piece in the fragrance of flowers and green smoke.

The consonance furnace was burning with flickering fire.

Xie Weiyan leaned against the table, his clothes were piled up like petals, and his upper body was lying on the jade table.

The table is slightly cool, like the cold embrace of the person behind.

Xie Weiyan clenched his skirt tightly, turned his head sideways and said angrily, "In broad daylight, you actually think about such stupid things."

His Liuyun wide sleeves fell on the floor, and the plain white cloud sleeves snuggled up with Jiang Lin's cold Taoist robe.

Jiang Lin's jade-like fingers landed on his scattered long black hair, and lifted a few strands, "Where is the daylight?" His voice was no longer as cold as before, and it was a little more disconcerting.

Xie Weiyan wanted to stand up straight, but was shackled around the waist, pressed against the table and unable to move, he couldn't help feeling a little panicked.

Jiang Lin smiled lowly, resting his chin on his shoulder.

As soon as the light outside the window dimmed, the sun and the moon turned and the stars moved, and the night sky outside was dotted with stars.

The shadows of the trees outside the sleeping hall are mottled.

The room was plunged into darkness in an instant, only the faint moonlight shone on the floor of the sleeping hall.

Xie Weiyan saw a layer of silver light sprinkled on the ground.

Jiang Linfu lowered his head and asked in a low voice beside his ear, "Are you willing now?"

Xie Weiyan, "What kind of spell did you use?" The embarrassment remained undiminished while speaking.

Jiang Lin was very frank, "It's not a technique, but a natural transformation."

If Xie Weiyan hadn't seen his fingertips moving slightly just now, he might have really believed his nonsense.

Xie Weiyan struggled to get out of his arms, "Your official duties have not been completed." He tried to persuade him not to indulge in beauty.

"Not urgent."

With a wave of Jiang Lin's long sleeves, candles were lit in the corner of the bedroom.

Faint candlelight, like rolling clouds.

……

Jiang Lin slammed into the depths, Xie Weiyan whimpered, his black hair was stained with damp, and he lay on the desk and trembled like falling petals.

His clothes hadn't come off yet, they were hanging on half of his arms, and his long legs were white and thin, separated a little by Jiang Lin.

He penetrated too deeply, Xie Weiyan couldn't bear it, and endured it, his eyes were like dusty black pearls, and after a layer of mist, they turned into pearls and rolled down, hitting the cloud sleeves on the floor.

"Is it comfortable?" Jiang Lin kept moving, with hot love on his lips.

Xie Weiyan never felt this feeling of wanting to possess his lover all the time, but he gradually understood it in his heart.

Because Jiang Lin was with him, and he either said some love words to coax him every day, or lingered in the bed, unlocking an unknown number of positions.

Xie Weiyan had trouble breathing, and his long eyelashes were all wet, "... Enough, enough." He could hardly even utter a sound.

Jiang Lin turned him around, making nine shallows and one deep, so many actions, Xie Weiyan was already a salty fish.

When Ming Jin retreated and the hall was full of sweet and greasy flowers, the table was cracked into several pieces of different sizes like the porcelain bowls on the ground.

It was caused by Xie Weiyan's unbearable joy.

At this moment, Xie Weiyan, who had been absurd all afternoon, was taking a bath in the bathtub.

Jiang Lin finished with a look of horror.

He turned around the screen and saw Xie Weiyan in the bath who was too tired to speak, and couldn't help feeling regretful in his heart.

He clearly wanted to take the opportunity to untie his knot with Weiyan, but for some reason, he ended up on the bed.

Could it be that, as Wei Yan said, his mind has become blurred, otherwise why would he be thinking about these messy things every day?

The tulle is layered, and the figure standing beside the ice silk screen cannot be wiped away.

The flowers, birds, fish and insects on the screen are as vivid as black and white ink paintings.

The light of the fire shone faintly on Jiang Lin's body.

Xie Weiyan rubbed his sore wrist, "Taiwei, what are you doing standing there?"

Jiang Lin was still standing there, not knowing what he was thinking, his figure was as cold as water in a stream.

"Too small?"

Jiang Lin lifted her gauze slightly, and walked to the bathtub step by step.

"I didn't do well today." He sat by the bathtub, washed Xie Weiyan's long black hair, and blamed himself for the first time.

Xie Weiyan was startled when he heard the words, his eyelashes trembled shyly, "I, I don't hate that at all, it's just that we've been too addicted to love affairs these days, it's always not good."

Jiang Lin also knew that indulging in love was bad, but he couldn't control himself.

Xie Weiyan gave him a nasty look, Jiang Lin lowered his head and carefully washed his long hair, his face was gentle under the flickering candlelight.

"I will change it in the future."

Xie Weiyan's eyes darkened when he heard his deep voice that he was about to swear to the sky, "I said it, I don't hate that at all."

Jiang Lin hugged him violently from behind.

Xie Weiyan's wet long hair was loose, and he hugged him, feeling a little uncomfortable, "Don't think about it."

Jiang Lin was silent for a long time, "There is a banquet in Xianyou Palace these few days, and the enchantment meeting in Hanhai Sea. I don't know how many monks come and go. You should be patient in the palace."

He was still afraid that Xie Weiyan would take this opportunity to leave him.

Xie Weiyan's expression was the same, but he was a little curious, "When I was in Tiancang Demon Land, I often heard people talk about Qingliu Yuanjun, saying that although he is rare in talent, he has flaws in appearance and different pupils, but is it true?"

Jiang Lin looked at him tenderly, a smile flashed in his extremely pale pupils, "You will know when you see him later."

Xie Weiyan nodded and concentrated on cleaning her long hair.

On the contrary, Jiang Lin hesitated for a long time, and Fang whispered beside his ear, "People from Taishu Huanfu will also come at that time."

Xie Weiyan lowered her face.

"What do you mean?" He held back his anger and turned his head, not caring about Jiang Lin's embrace, and raised his hand to push him away.

"Jiang Lin, make it clear!"

Jiang Lin knew that he had made a slip of the tongue, so he coaxed people again, Xie Weiyan was no match for his sweet words, put on his clothes with an ugly face, and wanted to go out of the bedroom.

"Where are you going?" Jiang Lin clenched his wrist tightly, feeling a little helpless in his eyes.

Xie Weiyan sneered, "Go back to Heaven and Demon Land."

He wanted to talk to Nalan Yanran, but he changed his words. He just wanted to make Jiang Lin jealous, but he didn't want Jiang Lin to press him on the bed.

Jiang Lin's heart softened and softened, and he hugged him again, "It's my fault, I just say some stupid things to anger you."

Xie Weiyan struggled a few times as usual, "You know that I have you in my heart, and you also said that you will not have any contact with Nalan Yanran." He was a little aggrieved at the end.

"It's my fault that always makes you sad." Jiang Lin felt distressed.

The two confessed their affection to each other again.

Jiang Lin knew that he was worried about the heavens and the devil, so he gave Xie Weiyan his imprint of sending letters, "The Heaven Peeping Realm will detect all the sword letters entering and leaving the vast sea. If you use this imprint, it will not stop you."

Xie Weiyan buried her head in his neck, allowing Jiang Lin to hug her horizontally.

The author has something to say: The Shura field is under preparation.

As of the 31st of this month, I still have five games, and I am very tired and tired from the games.

On Sunday, I wanted to save some drafts, but I found out in a trance that there will be two games this Thursday.

It's so annoying, I'm not a magical girl, I'm allowed to enter any competition.