Chapter 1286

The white body wriggled impatiently twice, and the head was buried in the thin quilt more and more, and the whole face hid.

Because of her rubbing, the hem of her shirt was pulled up, revealing the edge of her rounded hip

The Young Marshal's eyes have been straight.

The exposed rounded edge seemed to be issuing a silent invitation to him. Uncontrollably, his body was hot and dry, and his hand stretched out uncontrollably.

Finger belly, gently and slowly, touched her smooth skin, up, up

God!

Young Marshal's breathing suddenly began to be heavy. Yun Xiaobai didn't wear anything!

In other words, his hand can directly break into the best place.

Yun Xiaobai, Yun Xiaobai

The power of touching has changed from light to out of control.

Unconsciously, he has been lying on her side, his big palm is swimming in his shirt

"Oh... Don't..." Xiao Bai, who had never been treated like this, suddenly muttered and twisted restlessly, as if to get rid of the mischievous hand on his back.

The Young Marshal took a deep breath, pulled back his hand and turned her over with a force. Xiaobai became sideways and lay next to him.

After a stir in her stomach, Xiaobai suddenly opened her eyes, jumped out of bed and rushed directly into the bathroom.

"Vomit -"

Soon, she vomited in the bathroom.

After a few breaths, the Young Marshal walked into the bathroom and took Xiaobai, who was still bent and retching, into his arms.

"Is it hard?" His soft voice overflowed with his unique tenderness.

Xiaobai half opened his eyes and nodded vaguely: "want to vomit..."

"Come on, Susu." A glass of water came to her lips, Xiaobai took a sip, and Gulu Gulu spit it out.

Take someone out of the bathroom and feed her wine and soup. "Come on, lie down and sleep."

Put her limp body on the bed, lay on her side, supported her head and looked at her uncomfortable face in the light.

Painfully pinched her cheek, the Young Marshal whispered, "have you suffered? See if you dare to get drunk next time."

Xiaobai opened her eyes. She couldn't spit out just now. She was nauseous. At this time, her dark eyes looked at him wet and confused and shouted, "brother Rong?"

"Yes." The Young Marshal's delicate face seems to shine in the light.

The fundus is full of tenderness.

"Ah... It's brother Rong..." Xiaobai rolled into his arms and hugged him.

The coquettish head rubbed hard in his arms, and gave a satisfied breath: "... It smells good... Brother Rong, you smell good."

Incense?

Young Marshal, why doesn't he know he has fragrance?

He didn't speak. His fingertips played on her face. Xiaobai grunted for a while and squeezed into his arms, "brother Rong... Do you know the Young Marshal?"

I'm confused.

Ask him if he knows the Young Marshal?

The Young Marshal rubbed her beautiful lips like rose petals with his fingers. "Yes, what's the matter?"

"Oh... If you know Young Marshal, can you help me tell him not to like me?"

The hand resting on her lip suddenly stopped and gradually stiffened. He forbear the rolling anger in his chest and asked in a low voice, "why don't you want him to like you?"

"Well, let me see." Xiaobai shook his head and really thought about it.

After a while, the Young Marshal asked, "did you think of it?"

"Can't think of it. What can I do if I can't think of it?" Xiaobai looked up at him pitifully.