Xiufeng Shuying!!!!
”She wanted to give him a big-eared scraper, and then scolded, "Die, stinky rascal!"
”She couldn't help but turn her head to look at him, and under the moonlight, he stood there lazily, like a fairy, warm and unparalleled.She couldn't believe that something that bordered on a hooligan was coming out of his mouth.She took a deep breath and asked, "Is the sleeping word Wang Ye a noun or a verb?"
”Jing Moye was puzzled: "What is a noun?"
What is a Verb?
”Feng Shuying: "......"
She suddenly remembered that this era doesn't seem to have much word segmentation.She coughed lightly and said, "Sleeping quietly is a noun, and doing something before going to bed is a verb." ”Jing Moye glanced at her with a pair of dark peach blossom eyes, obviously it was just a very plain look, but she was stunned to see her heart beating.Jing Moye's hand made it look like a knife, glanced at her obliquely, and said: "It was originally a noun, if you continue to be verbose, it should become a verb." ”Feng Shuying: "......" is fine, at least not the kind of verb she thinks.She hurriedly said: "Lord Wang, please!"
”Jing Moye didn't speak, only walked slowly to her side and reached out to wrap his arms around her waist.Feng Shuying: "......
What are you doing?
”Jing Moye's eyes were cold, he withdrew his hand, raised his leg and kicked her off the rockery.Feng Shuying: "!!!!
”What the hell is wrong with him!
When she thought she was going to fall this time, he reached out and grabbed her by the neck and dragged her to her room.Feng Shuying: Everything around "......" is upside down, and this feeling is really not ordinary sour.So he originally wanted to fly forward with her in his arms, but because of her words, it became flying forward with her feet and neck?
This dog man's temper is too big!
She also regretted it, she didn't ask if she knew it!
When he reached the door of her room, he threw her down: "Open the door." ”Feng Shuying dared to be angry but didn't dare to speak, because she had already discovered that there was no reason to talk about in front of him, and he only acted according to his own likes and dislikes.She got up in disgrace, took out the key and opened the door, and when she entered the house, she lit the lamp.Jing Moye took the oil lamp from her hand and looked around, the extremely empty room was empty, and there were few decent things in it.The mattress cover is also an inferior material, and all of it shows her poverty and difficult situation.Feng Shuying had to look at him, if he could see the flowers from her broken house, she was awesome!
She reached out and rubbed her swollen buttocks, strangled her swollen feet and neck, and then slowed down her stomach that was uncomfortable because she was flying upside down.Jing Moye asked coldly, "Who did you learn your Xuanmen technique from?"
”Feng Shuying pretended to be stupid: "Xuanmen technique?
What kind of Xuanmen technique?
”Jing Moye turned her head to look at her, and she looked back at him with an innocent expression.He smiled and said, "It doesn't matter if you don't say it now, this king has a way to let you tell the truth, this king's beloved fiancée." ”Feng Shuying accentuated the three words of her beloved when she listened to him, and her heart was a little hairy.He didn't ask any more, but said, "Sleep." ”Feng Shuying answered, turned around to make the bed, and said lightly: "You should know that this king has seven fiancées dead, right?"
”Feng Shuying nodded, and Jing Moye looked at her: "Guess what, can you live to marry this king?"
”Feng Shuying said doggedly: "If the prince lets me live until that time, I will definitely be able to live." ”Jing Moye sneered: "The seven fiancées before this king are actually looking forward to their survival, as for you......"
He tilted his head slightly, and his peach blossom eyes added a bit of sarcasm: "It's better for a person like you who is full of lies to die early." ”Feng Shuying: "......"
She scolded in her heart, but her face was full of gentle smiles: "The prince is really good at laughing, I still want to give birth to a little son for the prince, where can I die early?"
”Jing Moye glanced at her obliquely and hooked his finger at her.She looked at him with some wariness: "What's the matter?"
”Jing Moye hadn't closed her eyes for a few days, and her patience was very poor, but she didn't come, so he dragged her over with his long arms and pressed her the bed.Feng Shuying's eyes widened, wanting to struggle, his eyes were half-open, and he glanced at her cowardly.The warning in his eyes was full of warning, and she immediately lay down.She didn't feel the changes in Jing Moye's body, and knew that he was not interested in her body.She was a little curious, since he was not interested in her body, what was he pressing her like this?
After half a cup of tea, Jing Moye opened her eyes and looked at her, she was not asleep yet, and her eyes were open.Looking at each other, both of them saw doubts in each other's eyes.Jing Moye was puzzled, the last time he came to her, he fell asleep as soon as his eyes were closed, why couldn't he sleep today?
Feng Shuying was puzzled, he pressed like this, didn't do anything, but didn't let go of her, what did he want to do?
For a while, the atmosphere in the room was a little weird.Feng Shuying asked, "Lord Wang, if you can't sleep, I'll sing you a song?"
”Jing Moye didn't want to listen to her singing at all, so he said, "When this king came to you last time, what did you do to this king?"
”Feng Shuying thought about it for a while, and said tentatively: "It seems that I pressed the prince last time?"
”Jing Moye got up from her body and lay down next to her: "You come to press this king." ”Feng Shuying had already sensed that something was wrong at this time, he said that he came to sleep with her, could it really be that he came to sleep with her?
She looked at him, and the two of them were closer, and she saw the dark blue in his eyes through the faint light.She doesn't have insomnia, does she?
She said cautiously, "Wouldn't I be too presumptuous like this?"
”Jing Moye closed his eyes and said, "Why didn't you feel presumptuous when you pressed over last time?"
In the same way, the king does not want to say it a second time. ”Feng Shuying let out an "oh" and pulled the quilt over his body.Jing Moye still didn't feel sleepy, he thought back to the process last time, and reached out to choke her neck.Feng Shuying: "!!!!
”Just say it, he's a pervert who doesn't talk much!
It was he who asked her to press him, and when he pressed it, he choked her neck again!
She knew that the strength of the two was very different, and she couldn't pull his hand away.She hurriedly pinched a meditation trick and smashed it on his body: "Lord Wang, you said that you would let me give you a little son!"
If you kill me now, your little son will be gone!
”Jing Moye finally felt the sleepiness he hadn't felt for a long time, and he asked her, "What trick did you just pinch with your hand?"
”Feng Shuying felt his hand loosen a little, exhaled softly, opened his eyes and said nonsense: "Trick?
What's the trick?
”Jing Moye's hand was raised, Feng Shuying didn't want to be hit by his hand knife anymore, and there was no place to avoid it at this time, so she decisively kissed him on the face.