MTL - Bancheng Fengyue-Chapter 151 where to go

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The dark fragrance is floating, the moon window is half opened at some point, and the blue veil that fell to the ground is blown slowly and swaying. Strange blur.

Xuan Yi woke up from a short slumber, her right foot was held in the palm of one hand, and the fingertips softly and ambiguously rubbed the toes and the sole of the foot, it was very itchy. She buried half of her face in the loose long robe, turned her head to look sleepily, and sure enough, Fu Cang was playing with her feet.

The crow-green robe on his body was also drooping loosely, revealing a large part of his chest, and his long hair was gathered around his shoulders, glowing golden-red in the hazy sunlight.

It is rare to see the lazy appearance of this cold god, those porcelain-like coldness and delicacy are gone at this moment, and his focused and infatuated look is more like that mortal prince.

Xuan Yi stared at him quietly, constantly recalling his hateful appearance when she first met him. She has always had a good memory, but now she can't remember his annoying past, as if they came from Huahuang Immortal Island. As soon as we met, we fell in love.

As if realizing that she was awake, Fu Cang scratched her soft soles with his fingertips a few times, itching her so much that she rolled around on the quilt, suddenly raised her left foot, and lightly kicked him on the shoulder.

Fu Cang held the slender and round jade feet on his shoulders, and they were as cold as ice. He had long wanted to kiss such icy muscles and jade bones when he was the seventh prince. He lowered his head and kissed her delicate instep, it was probably very itchy, Princess Dragon laughed with a "chi" and played with his toes on his nose.

He made a gesture to bite her toes, she hurriedly retracted her feet, but she didn't dodge after all, her big toe was lightly bitten by his teeth.

The petite jade feet in his palm suddenly burned, Fu Cang's heart moved, and he lowered his head to look at her. Princess Long buried half of her face in her clothes, and there was a half-smile on her jade-like cheeks. She was originally beautiful and charming. On the contrary, most of the time she puts on the airs of a princess, more like a wayward child, this kind of seductive style is really rare.

The sun was shining brightly, her bare calf was like a piece of bright jade, Fu Cang held her calf and pulled her towards him little by little. Dragon nature is indulgent, but he likes this kind of indulgence very much. The soft icy muscles and bones became hot again between his lips and teeth, he kissed down his knees, every inch was meticulous, and he couldn't put it down.

After returning from Lihenhai, Hu Tianhu didn't know how many days had passed, and there were still many important things to do, he shouldn't go on like this, but he didn't want to think about those serious things for the time being. Let him indulge, he has already sunk to the bottom, and he will not be able to rise up in this life.

In the gorgeous cloud light, Princess Dragon's panting voice was quick and coquettish, Fu Cang leaned over her, replaced the lips and tongue just now with his fingers, teasing her delicately. The loose robe on her body couldn't cover anything at all, and her long jet black hair was messy on her pink skin, stuck to the sweat on it, in strands.

She is blooming and charming for him.

Fu Cang pressed against her forehead, breathing heavily together, and her arms hung around his neck again, calling him Senior Brother Fu Cang as if tempting. He used his body instead of fingers to feel her, his wet fingers held her knees, moved down again, held her feet, put them on his lips, kissed and bit them lightly.

This almost crazy wantonness and arrogance seem to last until the end of a lifetime.

The green gauze began to sway again, and a pair of slender hands stretched out from it again, fingers clinging to the edge of the bed, pinching the mattress tightly, as if trying to escape in vain. The slender hand chased out from the green veil, grabbed the tangled fingers, and rubbed the delicate skin between the fingers with the fingertips.

The last bit of crimson sunlight was finally swallowed by the night, and the cold autumn rain filled the courtyard again, drenching the moon window. After an unknown amount of time, Xuan Yi woke up again from a short slumber, the blue light of the pearl in front of her eyes was soft and delicate, her body was soaked in the fresh pool water, and Fu Cang was washing her long hair behind her.

She blinked her eyes sleepily, and didn't want to move lazily. The Huaxu family is a golden wood. Except for the Qingdi Palace with a golden roof, almost all the courtyard houses are made of wood. Even the bathing pool is dug out from a huge tree trunk. The soup in the pool is light blue and steaming.

"Go on to sleep." Fu Cang **** all her washed long hair with his own hairpin, "Tomorrow I will send you back to Zhongshan."

He has imprisoned the Dragon Princess in the courtyard for several days. Naturally, this behavior is very inconsistent with Hua Xu's etiquette, but he doesn't seem to have any sense of guilt at the moment, and he probably won't be able to save him in the future. .

Xuan Yi turned his head and blew lightly on his face, and smiled softly: "I don't want you to accompany me to Zhongshan."

She always used this kind of coquettish tone to say bad things, and Fu Cang pinched her waist lightly as if punishing her. Huang said lightly, "You should have married me in the first place."

If she hadn't had those malicious and strange words and deeds during the time on Huahuang Xiandao, maybe they would have entered into a marriage contract by now.

Based on his understanding of her viciousness, next she will probably say something triumphant enough to make him hit her, but who would have thought that she would raise her head and stare at him with clear eyes, and Fu Cang slowly put a grain of water on her eyebrows. Wipe away the beads, smiled slightly, and blew open the moon window again. Outside the window, the clouds collected and the rain stopped. Behind the wet water vapor, a huge silver moon fell on the zenith.

Xuan Yi swam to the window and looked at it for a long time while leaning on the window lattice. Sure enough, the moon view here is the best.

Fu Cang untied his long hair, halfway through washing, he suddenly realized that the turbid air from all the wounds on his body had been exhausted, and the pain in the wounds was caused by the transpiration of water vapor. He stared at the deepest wound on his abdomen for a while, and then looked at Xuan Yi by the window, who was still looking at the moon in ecstasy.

He used the rejuvenation technique to heal the wound, then moved closer to her, straightened her upright, and stared at her carefully with his hands on his face. She looked a little surprised, her eyelashes raised, and her black and white eyes spoke calmly and calmly to him. Looking at each other: "What's wrong?"

Fu Cang narrowed his eyes, remained silent for a moment, and said in a low voice: "If you..." If you keep something from him again, he will really shut her up in Chunjun and never let her out again.

But looking into her clear eyes, he stopped abruptly, probably he was really scared by her torment.

Xuan Yi picked up the water in the pool, washed the pearl earrings on his neck, turned his head to look at the silver moon outside the window, and said with a sigh: "If I become Wangshu in the future, I will have to drive like this every day. The moon has run away all night."

It doesn't sound like it makes any sense.

There was a leisurely priest who was picky and picky, Fu Cang laughed dumbly, leaned on the window sill, and looked at the scene with her countless times, and never thought it was beautiful or not, but now he is looking at it again. Fortunately, such a vast moon scene can be seen in Qingdi Palace.

If she becomes the Goddess of Wangshu, the moon scene here will become meaningful.

"Lihenhai can be solved anyway, it's all up to us, let those emperors who throw away things worry about killing the demons." She leaned her head on his shoulder, "Senior brother Fucang, we Do you want to be lazy? Go play somewhere else."

Fu Cang brushed away the wet long hair stuck to her face, stretched his arms around her, stroked the back of her slender neck like a cat, and said softly, "Okay."

But before that, let's not talk about Shaoyi, at least go back to Zhongshan to see the situation? She could even throw down her own life for her father and brother, why was she not in a hurry to go back to see them afterwards? Originally, he thought that if she said it again, he would immediately send her back to Zhong Shan, but she never said it again, or did they have some special technique of Zhuyin's that they could contact privately?

The thoughtful Princess Dragon seemed to see his doubts, and shook her white jade-like right arm~www.novelbuddy.com~ triumphantly: "I have contacted Qingyan a long time ago, and I used the priest technique gold seal. "

As soon as she looked like "you don't know anymore", Fu Cang couldn't help but flicked on her forehead, and then he lowered his head and kissed her forehead again, rubbing hands with her again, he already knew the taste, Can't get enough.

The huge silver moon slides down inch by inch along the outline of Mount Tai, and the eastern sky begins to brighten. Goddess Wangshu returns with the moon, and Goddess Xihe has not yet arrived with the sun. Only in this short gap, the sky will be full of light. It has a light ink-like smoky color, seemingly warm or cold.

The door was not closed, the green gauze was blown open by the wind, Fu Cang slept deeply, his long hair was spread on the pillow, and the robe was hanging loosely on his arms.

One hand touched his face, and then he turned his wrist, and a cloud of white snow, darker than the night, fell on his palm.

Chun Jun on the wooden frame made a low buzzing sound, Xuan Yi ignored it, and just shook the lump of black snow in her hands. She hated the glaring white before, but now she suddenly felt that it was still white snow Look better. () "Half City Fengyue" only represents the author Shishilang's point of view. If you find that its content violates national laws and conflicts, please delete it. Our position is only committed to providing a healthy and green reading platform. 【】,thank you all!