Master is a white moonlight

Just now in the imperial study room, Leng Yijiao had only one thought in his mind, that is to escape from the imperial study room as soon as possible.

After returning to Feng Ning Hall, Leng Yizhen immersed himself in the wooden barrel surrounded by curling mist, staring blankly at the fallen leaves outside the window, thinking about his thoughts.

Leng Yizhen rested his head on the edge of the barrel, his long light brown hair|floating on the water, his almond eyes were lightly closed, and a few drops of water stained his thick and slender eyelashes.

There was a thin and seductive blush on the cheeks, and the arms resting on the edge of the wooden barrel were also fragrant pink.

In the past two days, Leng Yijiao was lost in the sideburns with Xuanqi, feeling more and more uncontrollable.

Not only does it refer to the emotional aspect, but also the most primitive desires of the body have become uncontrollable.That's why Leng Yijiao agreed to Xuan Ling's request just now.

Leng Yijiao didn't hear the hint in those words, but he agreed immediately.

Thinking about it, Leng Yizhen leaned against the edge of the barrel and fell asleep until the temperature of the water in the barrel gradually faded.

Leng Yizhen slowly opened his sleepy eyes, stretched his waist, and sat up straight.Looking up at the entrance of the hall, he called out to the maid a few times.

I thought that Xuan Qiao would come to accompany me to have dinner, but after the time of You, I still didn't see that person.

After inquiring, I found out that Xuan Qiao had ordered someone to send the dinner to the imperial study, and the dinner was served in the imperial study.

Leng Yizhen originally wanted to go to the imperial study, but when he thought of the lingering relationship between the two of them on the gilt dragon chair during the day, he immediately dismissed the idea.

He buried his head and obediently drank a large bowl of fish porridge, boasting that this dish is delicious and that dish is good.

Zhu Hua and Biyu stood aside, silently remembering what Princess Fengyi said inadvertently.

It is better to convey the opinion to the imperial dining room, so that it can further improve the dishes, so as to win the favor of Her Royal Highness.

After dinner, Leng Yizhen sat in front of the desk with the bamboo slips in his arms.From time to time, I looked up at the entrance of the hall, and from time to time I looked down at the bamboo slips spread on the desk.

I was so tired after seeing it, my eyelids were so heavy that I almost fell asleep, but this person still didn't come.

He yawned and closed the bamboo slips.Leng Yizhen dismissed the maid who was waiting on the side, got up and walked towards the bed.

It was near the time of Hai, and Xuan Love came late.

Xuan Loi stood at the entrance of Fengning Hall in a vermilion robe, neither a white jade crown nor a purple gold crown on her head.Instead, she wore a flowing cloud bun, her hair was covered with emerald pearl hairpins, and there was also a phoenix golden step slowly spreading its wings.

When he got closer, he found that the man had light makeup on.

The end of the eyebrows was traced with Luo Zidai, the lipstick was selected a carmine, and the eyeliner was specially drawn.

The phoenix eyes, which are already long and narrow, look even more enchanting and charming against the eyeliner, as if they are about to capture the soul.

In this way, the brows are less cold and cold, and more tender and charming.

This is the first time Leng Yijiao saw this kind of mysterious love, she was dazed for a while, and it took a long time before she came back to her senses.

"What's wrong with Jian'er?" Xuan Qiao went straight to the bed, sat on the edge of the bed, looked at Leng Yizhen who was leaning against the head of the bed and asked.

"It's nothing." Leng Yizhen smiled awkwardly, her eyes still stayed on Xuan Love's face that was like artificial sculpture, and she couldn't move her eyes.

"Is it so good-looking for a teacher?" Xuan Qiao curled the corner of her mouth, her tone was very gentle.

"Yeah, it looks good!" Leng Yizhen nodded her chin and responded repeatedly.

"Does Jian'er like it?" Xuan Qiao leaned forward naturally, her whole body pressed against Leng Yiluo's chest, a slightly sinister smile curled up at the corner of her mouth.

"I like it!" Leng Yizhen blurted out, clearly feeling the roundness and softness of the opponent's pressure.

"That day, Jian'er got drunk and said that she likes to be a teacher." Xuan Qiao tilted her head, breathing orchids into Leng Yijiao's ear, her voice was extremely attractive, "I want to hear Jian'er say it again, my teacher."

Leng Yizhen lowered his head, his cheeks "thumped" and turned crimson.Biting her lower lip, she didn't know what to say.

"Xiao'er, I want to hear you say it again, okay?" Xuan Qian's red lips parted slightly, and she swallowed Leng Yijiao's earlobe in one mouthful, looked at Leng Yijiao with her head tilted, and raised the tails of her long and narrow eyes slightly.

Leng Yizhen felt as if his heart was about to jump into his throat.Taking a deep breath, put both hands on Xuan Qiao's shoulders, and straightened the opponent's body so that it faced her.

"Xuanqiu, I like you." Leng Yijiao mustered up his courage and said, because he was too nervous, the fingertips on Xuanqiu's shoulder could not help but tremble slightly.

Xuan Qiao remained silent, the corner of her mouth was smiling even more, and she was extremely happy in her heart.

Leng Yijiao leaned forward to get closer to Xuan Ai, tilted his head slightly, and his soft lips landed on Xuan Ai's lips accurately.With the tip of his tongue, he easily pried open the opponent's teeth.

Xuan Love tried her best to cooperate with Leng Yijiao's kiss, and gave all the initiative to Leng Yijiao.Not only this kiss, Xuan Love is ready to hand over herself to Leng Yiluo.

Outside the window, it began to rain at night, and the crystal raindrops dripped down the glazed tiles onto the stone steps, making a crisp sound of rain.

The lingering kiss lasted for a long time, until Leng Yizhen was a little out of breath, and then reluctantly left Xuanling's soft lips.

"Xuan Qiu...you are?" Leng Yijiao leaned back against the bed, looked at Xuan Qian with wide almond eyes, before her breathing calmed down, she caught a glimpse of Xuan Qian starting to untie her belt.

Xuan Qiao stopped what she was doing, looked at Leng Yikan with affection in her phoenix eyes, and pretended to ask, "Don't you want it?"

"I..." Hearing this, Leng Yizhen didn't know how to answer, her thick eyelashes flickered.

"As a teacher, I want to give myself to Jian'er." Xuan Qian looked at Leng Yiluo affectionately, and while speaking, she dexterously untied the belt with her fingertips.

"However, we are not married yet." Leng Yijiao sat up straight and looked at Xuanqi, her ears were blushing unconsciously.

"The big wedding is still half a month away." Xuan Qiao said in a seductive voice, her voice was as gentle as water.

Holding one end of the vermilion belt, he threw it casually.The scarlet belt danced in the air, and finally fell to the foot of the bed.

Xuan Loo lightly grasped Leng Yijiao's right hand and put it on her waist.Pulled, all the way down.

Slightly raising a pair of long and narrow phoenix eyes, she looked at Leng Yikan tenderly, and the mole at the end of her left eye looked extraordinarily enchanting under the candlelight.

"Xian'er." Xuan Qiao called softly, her voice was moist and seductive, "I can't wait for the teacher."

This charming voice seems to be the most effective aphrodisiac in the world, and Leng Yizhen is not a saint, so how can he hold it.

Leng Yijiao's dark eyes had unknowingly formed a thin layer of water mist, he wrapped his arms around Xuan's slender waist, took advantage of the situation to hold Xuan's on his lap and sat down.

One leaned over and approached, Leng Yizhen buried herself on Xuan's neck, and began to greedily kiss the other's collarbone.

Xuan Qiao slightly raised her neck, which was as smooth and smooth as white porcelain, and slowly closed her eyes.With a flick of his sleeve, the white scented wax on the bronze candlestick in the hall was extinguished in the air.

The rain outside the temple was getting heavier and heavier, and a thick layer of rain and fog formed in the sky of all things.From time to time, accompanied by a series of blazing lightning, flashing away, piercing the sky.

The two people on the bed followed their instincts and expressed their affection for each other in the most primitive way.

Desire and tenderness will last till death.