Holding a Sword and Watching Flowers

Oh" with a sound, suddenly his face was stupefied, he reached out and hugged his waist, buried his face in his chest, took a deep breath, feeling that his whole body was surrounded by his breath, Only then did I slowly settle down.

Ximen Chuuxue's hand touching her hair paused, and suddenly asked, "Is there something wrong?"

"No, it's nothing." Jun Qian shook her head and sighed silently - she just... felt a little emotional.She really doesn't like the system, and she still can't figure out why she travels through time, but after all, the system has been with her for more than ten years, and now it's completely free, so she's somewhat disappointed.Although the system refuses to say anything, from its words, Junqian can still vaguely guess that its "mission" is probably to accompany him to integrate into this world, right?Although its personality is really terrible, but it has to be admitted that it has indeed helped me a lot - now I will never hear that voice with a metallic tone, it always makes people want to sigh of.

But... After all, today is her wedding night, such a happy event that only happens once in a lifetime, and girls are always very happy--Jun Qian is of course a girl, so after a silent sigh, she still laughed , coquettishly rubbing against the man's strong chest, the voice was slightly drawn out:

"Getting married is so tiring, I'm hungry..."

A smile flashed across Ximen Chuuxue's eyes, he reached out to hug her and sat at the table, opened the door and told the maid to bring in some food.

Jun Qian didn't have much appetite, so he stopped chopsticks after eating some cakes, but Ximen Chuuxue, who had hardly eaten anything at the banquet before, ate more.

Jun Qian didn't urge him, but just propped his chin up and watched him eat with a smile, until Ximen Chuuxue was also full and put down his chopsticks, the two just stared at each other for a while, the atmosphere changed The time has become a little subtle.

Before being hugged by him in his arms, I took it for granted, but now I feel embarrassed sitting opposite each other like this... Jun Qian silently complained to himself in his heart, coughed twice in a concealed manner, and felt a little uncomfortable He stretched out his hand to stroke his hair freely, and finally said calmly:

"Hmm... took a bath and rested?"

Ximen Chuuxue nodded.

Jun Qian seemed to be relieved all of a sudden, feeling a little relieved inexplicably, got up and opened the door to let someone bring in a bathtub and hot water.

The servants of Wanmei Villa are naturally extremely efficient, and they have already prepared all the things and sent them in, and then they closed the door quickly and retreated with great wit, leaving only the newly married couple in the room again, Mr. Qian Qian looked at the bathtub filled with hot water, which was constantly steaming, and suddenly realized another problem——

If you take a shower in the room, isn't it only covered by a small screen?What can that cover?

Although they are now married and married, it is not a problem even if they wash together. Jun Qian feels that he is not so hypocritical, but... the wedding night is like this, will the progress be a little faster? ?

Jun Qian swallowed involuntarily, and as soon as he raised his head, he ran into the man's deep and slightly burning eyes, couldn't help but blushed slightly, and asked tentatively in a low voice: "Then...you first wash?"

Ximen Chuuxue glanced at her, nodded, raised his hand without hesitation, and began to untie his belt.

The author has something to say: the system has an honorable exit--

People have been asking me before whether the stitches are still there, and I have never answered, because it will spoil the story--

But the stitches are against the sky, and the price to be paid will be huge, so there are gold fingers, but they won’t be too big = mouth = even Sun Simiao can’t save people, let alone girls, right?

The next chapter is the second half of the bridal chamber, I will try my best to write it seriously...

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The tub is huge, but the screen is not wide, it just blocked the tub, and Ximen Chuuxue stood by the tub, covering nothing at all.

Jun Qian felt that she should look away for a while, but she also felt that it was too hypocritical to be embarrassed even if she was already married. Just when she was hesitating, her eyes seemed to be drawn involuntarily. Ximen Chuuxue's body couldn't be removed no matter what.

Year-round martial arts practice and self-discipline living habits make his figure look extremely pleasing to the eye, not too strong, but every muscle in his body is well-proportioned, smooth and full of strength.

Jun Qian swallowed involuntarily, and finally blushed when he finished taking off his shirt and began to take off his trousers. He didn't dare to look any longer, turned around and trotted onto the bed.

Now, he was invisible, but sometimes it was even worse to not be invisible—the sound of rushing water came from behind the screen, and at such a close distance, even his every move could be heard clearly.People's imagination is always very rich. When the eyes are invisible, the imagination in the brain is more active than ever before.

Ximen Chuuxue's naked upper body appeared in Junqian's mind again, which is nothing. The most terrible thing is that she has even started to uncontrollably imagine him taking a bath naked looks like...

Jun Qian wailed, grabbed the quilt and covered himself completely, rolling around on the window with some headaches, but suddenly heard a man's usually cold voice coming from behind the screen not far away:

"Junqian."

"Ah?" Jun Qian jumped up from the bed suddenly, but suddenly realized that he was overreacting, and reached out to touch his nose in embarrassment, and finally suppressed the restlessness in his heart, trying to calm down The voice asked, "What's wrong?"

"Bring me a clean set of clothes," Ximen Chuuxue's voice was as calm as ever, as if what he said was always a matter of course, "it's in the closet."

Jun Qian responded, got up and walked to the cabinet, opened the cabinet door, and saw that all the clothes were pure white but exquisitely crafted and of high-quality fabrics—so Ximen Chuuxue really has a cleanliness habit, right?Silently complaining in his heart, Jun Qian felt his tense nerves relax a little bit, and took a suit of clothes for him as he said.

"Ximen, I'll put the clothes on the screen..."

Before the words fell, Jun Qian only heard the sound of water "crashing", followed by a tightening of her wrist, and then there was a burst of spinning and a "plop" sound of water. In the bathtub, and the suit in his hand... When Jun Qian looked up, he saw that it was hung on the screen, and it was clean without any trace of water.

"West! Door! Blow! Snow!"

Jun Qian, who quickly realized that she had been tricked, blushed with anger in an instant. The wet wedding dress was stuck to her body, and Ximen Chuuxue couldn't tell which one was better, the wedding dress or her face. It's a little redder, but... Anyway, the shallow curvature of the corner of the mouth undoubtedly shows the man's extremely happy mood at the moment.

Stretching out his hand to wrap the person in his arms, Ximen Chuuxue's hand paused slightly, and then he reached out to pull Jun Qian's belt naturally:

"Take a shower and rest."

His tone was very calm, as if what he said was as natural as "eating"-in fact, what he said was indeed natural, "take a bath and rest", as Jun Qian himself said just now.But the problem is...

Is this sentence really normal in this state?

Jun Qian slapped away the hand that was about to take away his belt, and when he raised his head, he saw the man's white but firm and well-proportioned chest. His original anger seemed to be muted all of a sudden, his face was still red, but he couldn't tell the difference Whether it's because of anger or because of shyness, the eyes are looking up, which is the man's deep but faintly smiling eyes.

It's this kind of look again... Doesn't he know that once a person who is usually cold and doesn't like to smile shows this kind of look, the lethality is simply a lethal weapon in the world?Jun Qian glared at him fiercely, but he really couldn't get angry at Ximen Chuuxue like this, sighed, and tore off his belt in a somewhat self-defeating manner, then leaned back on him softly. Kind way:

"Wash it, wash it, what you say is what you say, okay?"

The smile in Ximen Chuuxue's eyes suddenly became more obvious, and he reached out and rubbed her hair habitually. His long and smooth hair was messed up by his hand with water. Jun Qian stretched out his hand angrily to stop her, but was instead He held his wrist, and then his breath was taken away——

His kiss to Junqian was no longer unfamiliar to him, and he closed his eyes to cooperate with him, but felt that today's kiss seemed to be more intense than in the past, and when it ended, almost his whole body was limp in his arms Panting heavily, he let him untie his belt and take off her clothes one by one.

The wedding dress was already drenched, and it was tightly attached to her body, outlining the girl's petite but well-proportioned figure at a glance, and the man's eyes suddenly darkened.The dresses were taken off one by one, and the girl's lustrous porcelain-white skin was exposed bit by bit.

Jun Qian felt a slight coolness on his body without clothes, but also felt that the water in the bathtub was very hot, and the warmer was the man who was hugging him. Her back was pressed against his chest, and his body temperature It came uninterrupted, and it was so hot that it was about to burn her.

Jun Qian stiffened unconsciously, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to grab the edge of the tub, but suddenly the man behind him grabbed his wrist and pulled him back. Then he turned over and leaned against the tub wall facing him.

Jun Qian felt that he must have been dazed by the heat of the hot water, and his mind was already a little dizzy, and when he raised his head to look at the man, his vision was already a little hazy, and his whole white body was shaking. stained pink.

Ximen Chuuxue was really taking a bath for her. He took the soaked towel and wiped every place on her body bit by bit, but gradually at the end... Jun Qian vaguely felt that that kind of The touch seemed to change all of a sudden, it wasn't a towel, but... his hand.

Ximen Chuuxue's hands were beautiful, and the palms and fingertips were covered with calluses from years of holding swords. The slightly rough touch made the girl tremble slightly.

"Junqian." Ximen Chuuxue called her suddenly.

In fact, since time-traveling, very few people have called her like that by her first and last name.Parents call her "Qian'er", brothers and sisters-in-law call her "little sister", familiar friends call her "Xiaoqian", and people who don't know her call her "Miss Jun" or "Doctor Jun"... Only Ximen Chuuxue A person, even if they have been friends for so many years, even if they are now married and married, he still calls her "Junqian"-such a title that sounds very unfamiliar, once he thinks of it, But it seems that there is a bit of ambiguity and charm in the white.

Junqian instinctively said "Huh?", and his nasal voice seemed even softer. Ximen Chuuxue didn't answer, but his originally deep eyes suddenly became deeper and deeper. He bent down and hugged him whole, greatly Fang Fang stood up and stepped out of the tub.

Hearing the sound of "crashing" water, Jun Qian subconsciously stretched out his hand to hook his neck to stabilize his figure, blushing and let him carry him out of the tub, and then wiped the two of them dry. He casually put on a piece of clothes that she brought over just now, and then walked to the bed step by step while being carried by him.

The quilt on the bed was also festively bright red. The neatly made bed was already a little messy after being tossed and tossed by Jun Qian before. Ximen Chuuxue lowered his head, glanced at her with a slight smile, lifted the quilt and bent down to put her on the bed. When he reached the bed, he immediately threw himself on top of him.

It seems that the wedding night in the bridal chamber did not really kick off until this moment——

Jun Qian had never felt that the temperature on his body was so high, it seemed that even his breath was hot—Jun Qian suddenly felt a little thirsty, swallowed his saliva and panted softly, but the man on top of him immediately fell down head, swallowing all her gasps with kisses.

The soft and slightly rough touch climbed onto his skin again, without the cover of the warm water, the touch became clearer and clearer, first on the waist, and then bit by bit upward, Finally, it stopped in front of his chest.

The girl's skin was already smooth and soft, and the curvature of her chest was even more blood-thumping. Ximen Fuxue felt that the touch under his hand was unbelievably soft, and couldn't help but increase the strength slightly, which immediately aroused the girl's instinctive urge Trembling and panting, the man finally couldn't help but began to breathe heavily.

As if aware of the man's abnormal aura, Jun Qian, who had kept his eyes closed and dared not look at him, bravely opened his eyes, and the man's familiar eyebrows and eyes came into his eyes, but they seemed a little bit full of desire and hope. Unfamiliar, the girl gasped, and called him tentatively:

"...Simon?"

The man nodded slightly, and responded, his voice was no longer as cold and calm as usual, it was so low and hoarse that it dyed the night with a deeper layer of ambiguity.

Jun Qian suddenly felt a little funny - everyone knew that Ximen Chuixue was as cold as snow, who would have thought that he would be so "hot"?She can feel honored to have him show such a completely different expression from usual, right?

Thinking of this, Jun Qian actually laughed.

Ximen Chuuxue's hand paused slightly, and there seemed to be some doubts in his deep eyes: "Why are you laughing?"

"No, it's nothing." For some reason, Jun Qian seemed to feel less nervous all of a sudden, reached out and climbed up his back, smiled and looked up at him, "I just think...you are so good. "

——Ximen Chuuxue is not a cold and ruthless "sword god", but a living, warm and emotional person, which is really good!

Ximen Chuuxue suddenly smiled too—although Jun Qian's words were thoughtless and even a little inexplicable, but he still understood. He lowered his head and left a gentle kiss on her forehead, with a hoarse voice:

"Yes, that's fine."

The smile on Jun Qian's face suddenly became more gentle, and the arm holding his back slightly increased his strength and pressed down, raised his head and actively kissed it, feeling the breath entangled again, and felt extremely at ease.

The hand that fell on the chest gradually went around the back, slid all the way down the spine, causing waves of trembling, and finally stopped at the back of the waist, rubbing lightly and heavily, but continued to go down after a while, Jun Qian obediently followed his strength and slightly separated his legs, squinted his eyes and looked at the man whose forehead was covered with a thin layer of sweat at some time, and couldn't help but smiled slightly.

——Obviously, he endured very hard, but he was still willing to endure for her, how could she not laugh?

"Simon, enough is enough..."

Ximen Chuuxue let out a "hmm", although her forehead was already covered with sweat, her expression was unprecedentedly gentle, the hand supporting her waist slightly exerted force, and she lowered her waist, but almost at the same time she lowered her head, slamming the girl because The painful and instinctive whispers were swallowed into the entangled lips and tongues of the two, until the pain seemed to be gradually eased, and the girl finally relaxed and stretched bit by bit under his comfort. Frowning tightly, he tentatively began to move slowly.

It seems that a man's talent in this kind of thing is innate. Jun Qian is sure that with Ximen Chuuxue's temperament, even if he comes from such a wealthy family, it is absolutely impossible to have a woman before, but... it was only a moment After a while, he suddenly became more sophisticated as if he had learned without a teacher. Every movement made her tremble deeply. She couldn't tell whether the feeling was more painful or numb. More, I can only instinctively wrap around his back, following his movements and rhythms ups and downs again and again in the night, until finally reaching the limit, even the voice is crying:

"Simon, that's enough, no more, Simon..."

Before the words were finished, the man swallowed all the remaining syllables, and could no longer refuse—this night was really very, very long...

The author has something to say: The proprietor is so black-bellied!

Please call me [Little Expert in Foreplay] & [Little Useless on the Topic]...so...in fact, this is already a lot of meat [Top Pot Gaidun]

TS扔了一个地雷投掷时间:2013-08-0222:28:20

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