The splashing water soaked the hem of Mo Ronyan's clothes standing by the bathtub.
He crossed his arms across his chest and looked coldly at the little bastard who was raking the water in the pool.
The thin lips curved into a cool arc, and the overflowing tone was like cold jade falling into ten thousand years of mysterious ice. It was so cold that it was so cold, "Then the third prince, tell me, how to deal with that male goblin?"
Su Ruotang wiped the water from his face and said subconsciously: "Of course I will tell everyone about the shameless things he did so that he will not be able to survive in the capital..."
The word "go" is gone.
Swallowed.
She belatedly realized that she was the male goblin.
The male goblin who gave the third prince a bad reputation for being cold and abstinent and not being close to women.
Su Male Fairy Ruotang lowered his eyes with a guilty conscience and silently buried himself in the water.
Across the water, the man's cold voice came, "Is the third princess planning to drown herself to atone for her sins?"
Atonement?
How could she be guilty?
The guilty one is obviously this dog man!
On the wedding day, I received a gift from my childhood sweetheart, but I still didn’t drink Hexin wine with my new wife!
Thinking of this, Su Ruotang stood up suddenly and said more confidently, "I want to divorce my husband!"
Water splashed in all directions.
Mo Rongyan stared at her little face like a lotus, expressionless, untied her clothes, and threw off the completely soaked robe.
The next second, Su Ruotang's peach blossom eyes suddenly widened.
She sat cross-legged, resting her slender arms on the edge of the pool, looking at him with interest, "Take it off! Take it off quickly!"
Mo Ronyan stared at her coldly, his long fingers slightly hooked, and the belt of his inner garment instantly untied.
Su Ruotang became even more excited.
Soon, a woman's soft and pleasant voice sounded in the room.
"Why don't you take it off?"
"Take it off quickly! Let me see your abs!"
"We're already married, why are you so shy? Take it off!"
"Hey, mermaid lines, eight-pack abs, quite impressive!"
"You will look thin when you dress, and you will look good when you take off your clothes. Come and touch the fairy, and let the fairy love you..."
The sound of rushing water echoed in the house.
Ripples spread from the edge, creating waves that lap at the edge of the pool.
Sometimes slowly and sometimes urgently, the beauty's soft cries can be vaguely heard.
The low and weak weeping sound rises and falls in the splash of water.
The sound of Mi Mi returned to calmness after a long time.
Mo Ronyan slowly walked out of the bath while holding the woman who had turned into a puddle of water.
His long fingers casually hooked the clean clothes on the screen and placed the person on the bed.
The next day.
Su Ruotang woke up rubbing his head that seemed to still be sloshing with water.
She struggled to open her eyes, which were as heavy as a thousand pounds.
"Little country dog?"
Just when he woke up, a hoarse and magnetic voice came to his ears.
His green-white fingertips rubbed his forehead, which was sore due to hangover, and turned his head to look to his side blankly.
The next moment, her misty peach blossom eyes suddenly widened, "Why are you on my bed?"
Mo Ronyan said expressionlessly: "This is our wedding room."
Su Ruotang moved slightly, his whole body sore and limp as if it wasn't his own.
She stiffened.
In front of him, thin nail scratches were faintly visible on the man's delicate and cold white collarbone.
The cold and noble relegated immortal is stained with charming and bewitching colors, and is instantly filled with mundane desires.
Looking at the banished immortal in front of him who seemed to be dragged into the mortal world, the indescribable mosaic scenes from last night began to appear in Su Ruotang's mind.
"Remember?" the man's understated voice continued.
Su Ruotang's pretty little face had a frozen expression.
After a few breaths of silence, she pulled up the thin quilt and buried herself in it.
Unwilling to face the fact that he slept with Mo Rongyan.
Mo Rongyan leaned lazily on the bedside with eyebrows and eyes, and a red hairband was wrapped around his well-jointed fingers.
The cold white skin and the ultimate red color intertwine to create a charming and glamorous picture.
He bent his fingers as white as jade and tapped her head through the quilt, his voice indifferent, "Don't pretend to be dead, explain yourself little bitch."
Su Ruotang: "..."
What did she say last night?
Her memory only lingered on her pulling Mo Ronyan into the bath.
As for what exactly she had done, the soreness in her body already told her.
And I can still vaguely recall her knocking people down first, as well as some mosaic pornographic scenes.
But what nonsense she said during this period has no impression at all.
The first time he got drunk, Su Ruotang was completely inexperienced.
So, it was broken.
The problem is that this fragment is only half broken!
How nice it would be if they were all cut off!
The quilt covering his head was lifted, and he looked straight into the man's deep eyes.
Su Ruotang discussed weakly: "Can we pretend that what happened last night didn't happen?"
Mo Rongyan gently lifted his thin lips and uttered two words, "No."
Su Ruotang was about to get angry.
In this kind of thing, she is the one who suffers!
Before the words were spoken, the man's slender fingers slowly untied the belt of his white undershirt.
The silk lining lost its restraints and slipped off instantly.
I saw that the man's chest with clear texture was covered with various red marks.
very good.
Bite marks, scratches, pinch marks...
One fell.
The man's skin was cold and white. After a night, these marks not only did not dissipate, but became more conspicuous.
Su Ruotang seemed to have his throat strangled, and when the words reached his lips, he swallowed them completely.
Mo Rongyan's cold and clear eyes were fixed on her, and the meaning in his eyes was easy to understand - this didn't happen?
Su Ruotang looked away guiltily, and with her weak and boneless hands, she picked up the man's underwear and put it on for him thoughtfully.
The appearance of a virtuous concubine is vividly performed.
By the way, I answered the question that the man asked twice: "Little native dog refers to a man who is strong in that aspect."
Mo Rongyan seemed to be smiling but not smiling: "The princess's mouth is really not suitable for talking."
Su Ruotang curled her lips, her eyes full of innocence, "I really didn't lie to you."
Mo Ronyan smiled slightly: "The male dog waist, where is the mermaid line?"
