It's not that I'm not careful, it's that the enemy is too liberal.
Judging from his appearance, Han Jiyun is a person who cherishes his life and is afraid of death. Who would have thought that he would use his life to calculate and let her sleep with Huo Shang again?
I don't know whether it was caused by the medicinal gas or was provoked to rebel. Chonglian's white and tender little hands grasped Huo Shang's belt, her wet peach blossom eyes gleaming:
"What do you want to choose? Freeze to death, or risk sleeping with me?"
"...You said something wrong."
Huo Shang bent down and picked her up. Because he was caught off guard, Chonglian was weak and weak, so she hurriedly stretched out her arms to hook his neck.
Huo Shang lowered his head, their noses were almost touching, and their hot breaths entwined with each other:
"It's you who calls, but I won't."
"……rogue."
Chonglian gasped, hooked his neck and raised her fair and pink chin: "Have you really made your choice?"
Huo Shang didn't answer her question and just put her on the table.
"Wait!" Chonglian gasped, pressed against his chest and pushed him away, jumped down, and staggered to the bed.
Huo Shang's expression was indifferent. If it weren't for his deep eyes and red ears, he would have looked the same as usual.
But just by looking at the way he sat down and didn't hide anything, you knew that he had endured it to the extreme.
Chonglian added two sleeping charms to Han Jiyun, and set up a small barrier on the bed to block the sound and sight. After a pause, with deep eyes, he changed the Yin Qi-removing formation to a ghost psychedelic formation. .
He originally only needed to be sick for three months, but he could recover if he took good care of himself in the future. After such a change, it would be fine if he could keep his mind. If he couldn't, what would he do to the Yin Qi female ghost in the illusion array? She will have to be a sick beauty for the rest of her life.
But he deserves it, no matter who makes him cuckold, he works so hard.
Chonglian propped herself up on the bed and took a rest. At first glance, it looked like she was deeply regretful and guilty for being unfaithful to her husband again.
Emperor Qingyuan's eyes were deep, and he looked at the tearful woman for a long time before turning around and walking towards him, and said in a deep voice: "I will make it up to Ji Yun."
Chong Lian thought to himself, "You slept with me, but you compensated him and sold me?"
With a cold face, she added a layer of enchantment to the house to ensure that she would have time to tidy up before people from outside broke in.
After finishing, he walked up to Huo Shang and said, "Ji Yun has a strong self-esteem. You are not allowed to reward him as a turtle! Otherwise, I will never work for you again!"
Huo Shang: "..."
There is no need to be so infatuated with love. Does Han Jiyun know that he has been denied compensation and apology from the emperor?
Chonglian looked at the way his Da Ma Jin Dao sat motionless, sitting on his lap with a lazy look on his face.
Both of them were shocked, and veins popped up on the back of Huo Shang's hands.
Chonglian held down his big hand: "I want you to promise me that this time is still an accident. Please don't reward him or insult him like a turtle!"
Huo Shang's eyes fell on her opening and closing lips. Thinking of her sweetness that day, he nodded casually and said hoarsely: "Okay."
He answered the so-called "sexuality" with a knife on his head. Only then did Chonglian let go of his hand that she had deliberately held down, moved closer to his neck, and softly whispered:
"The Holy One is the emperor, and he can never go back on his words."
"Um."
When she gently kissed her Adam's apple, he instantly felt like a fire burning through his body. He could no longer restrain himself and picked her up by the waist, pressing her legs tightly around his waist.
She groaned, tears welling up in her eyelashes: "Please be gentle."
Huo Shang had heard her mention the child frequently in the past two days. Seeing how fragile and delicate she was, his eyes fell on her belly. After that, he unconsciously tried his best to be gentle in all his movements.
But the strength was light, but greed rose in her heart that rubbed her into her bones.
Chong Lian nuzzled his neck like a cat and couldn't help but touch his beautiful Adam's apple greedily.
The fire in the man's eyes was completely ignited by her unscrupulousness. With a little force, he put the man on the table again, and his big hand with stretched veins shook off everything on the table.
Chonglian leaned softly on her elbows: "Not here."
She glanced at the bed two meters away with moist peach blossom eyes, and could clearly see that Han Jiyun was still there.
It's too disturbing to have dog things in your eyes.
She was afraid that she would die in the middle.
Huo Shang saw her tears falling and thought she was feeling guilty and uneasy. He wiped away her tears with his slender fingertips, picked her up again, and walked towards the soft body behind the screen.
The two of them fell down, and she picked up his big hand and bit his fingers to prevent him from crying out uncontrollably.
The situation forced her to have no choice but to scream, which made her sick.
Huo Shang was so taken aback by her charming eyes that he silently leaned forward and pressed down on the delicate flower demon who was wrapped around her bones.
The two of them fought tirelessly to the death. After the first time, Chonglian started to use his skills, and with a chuckle, he turned his back on the guest.
She pressed him gently with her white and pink fingertips: "Baby, you are awesome." The nourishment of the emperor's dragon energy allowed her to know the taste of the marrow. It was fine if she couldn't taste it. Since the arrow was on the string, not a drop should be wasted.
The silver charcoal in the stove burned redder and redder, and the snow fell silently outside, falling again and again, and falling again.
Feeling the return of the mysterious power in her body, Chong Lian immediately pushed Huo Shang away.
Huo Shang was stunned when he was pushed against the cold wall. Just as he raised his arms to steady his body, he saw her picking up the clothes on the ground, biting her fingers and quickly walking around the screen.
For the first time, he saw what it meant to be ruthless in a woman.
If the muffled and suppressed "Baby, you are awesome" and "Baby loves me" were still echoing in his ears, he would have thought that he was just having a dream.
With a sullen expression, he picked up the clothes on the ground and put them on one by one. He walked around the screen and saw the girl gathering her clothes and drawing symbols on the walls and windows, and then he calmed down the restless body with concentration.
Chong Lian, who was busy, had a cold look on her face, and there was no sadness or joy in her eyes. Even though her clothes were messy, there was no jade color at all. Her clothes moved automatically without wind, like a heartless and desireless immortal.
She quickly finished everything and hurriedly turned back, her face flushed and her eyes cold:
"I'm afraid I'm going to wrong the Holy Spirit."
Huo Shang had the thought of those four words again. The treasure in her mouth was really thrown away after she had used it enough, and she had not slept well.
He said calmly: "You say."
Chonglian opened the footrest of the bed and said with a calm face: "Please hide under the bed first and come out later when the fuss is over."
Huo Shang: "..."
His expression, which had always been calm, cracked.
Chonglian could see that he was under great psychological pressure, and thinking about it, he was a domineering emperor, and it was indeed unseemly to let him get under the bed because of an affair.
But that's what stealing is like. No matter how glamorous and respected you are on a daily basis, when it's time to get under the bed, climb out of the window, and hang up the balcony, you have to give in and do it.
She patiently reassured: "This is how you steal someone else's wife. You will get used to it from now on."
Huo Shang looked under the bed and then at Han Jiyun on the bed: "I can arrange a new identity for you..."
Before he finished speaking, he saw Han Jiyun's eyelashes trembling on the bed, gasping and moaning in a low voice, his body twisting, as if he was about to wake up.
At this situation, his calm state of mind also cracked, and he actually had a trace of hesitation - maybe it would be better to hide first?
Before Huo Shang could think about it, noisy voices could be heard outside the door. At the same time, Chonglian felt that the barrier he had set up was being attacked.
Her face darkened: "Brother! There's no time!"
Huo Shang somehow lost his resistance and was pushed under the bed by Chong Lian.
It wasn't until he saw Chonglian pushing the pedal back and drawing symbols on it, and the whole room suddenly became quiet, that he realized that he had actually hid under the bed because of his affair.
"..."
Looking expressionlessly at the bed board close at hand, thinking about his brother and the woman he had just beaten to death lying on the bed, he felt that life was full of absurdity and fantasy.
What mysterious power made him agree to hide here?
Is it shame?
Or is there no moral decay?
