Chapter 374

Back in the room, Feng Jue took off his red wedding gown and put on a light white robe. He reclined on the bed, wearing it loosely, revealing a smooth chest and exquisite clavicle. His long hair fell on his shoulders. He leaned lazily on the bed, with a beautiful young face, a pair of black eyes shining, eyebrows entering the temples, lips rising and no red.

The facial features are exquisite everywhere and inappropriate everywhere. Such a face is born on a man. It is indeed very charming. There are several women who can resist that kind of style. The natural elegance of the whole body leaves thousands of elegance, and there is evil charm in the nobility. Those eyes are as deep as stars and deep as love.

Seeing Mo Xuetong coming in, a gentle smile appeared on her face. When she put down the book in her hand, she stood up, grabbed Mo Xuetong's hand, hugged her in her arms and sat by the bed.

"Tong'er, I finally married you!"

Such straightforward actions and language made Mo Xuetong's face blush more red. The man's breath on his body came thick, with some clear breath. His eyes fell gently on her beautiful pink face, because just after washing her hair and drying it, he only used a strap, without any decoration, and looked as pure as water.

God knows how much he likes it. He can always marry her!

Don't worry about her being bullied in the house, and he is nameless, but he can't help her out!

Mo Xuetong had been married in a previous life, but at this time, it was the first time that he was so caressed and watched tenderly. He just felt that his beautiful face was in front of him. The smile on his lips overflowed unconsciously, biting his lips and turning a little shyness into a smile.

The man's warm breath wrapped her, and she was at a loss. His eyes, for example, were warm thousands of times, which made her whole heart feel melted. She couldn't say a word. She just felt dizzy, like steamed and roasted shrimp on the fire. She looked at him blankly and didn't know why.

The confused look and her weak and helpless eyes darkened Feng Jue Ran's eyes. His two hands tightly imprisoned her. She pushed her with a blush of shame, but he took her hand and circled her delicate hand without any effort.

"Tong'er, let's have a rest!" This is a question, but there is no doubt about the meaning. Feng Jue ran reaches out to take off her shoes and embraces her into a warm mattress. Before she falls, her lips fall on her crimson cherry lips, with a bit of warmth and love.

"You, don't..." Mo Xuetong pushed him nervously, trying to break away from his arms, but his embrace strength gradually increased, and she couldn't resist at all.

Can't you move if you're hurt? Why do you still have so much strength!

Mo Xuetong almost suffocated and twisted his body uneasily. But he promised to marry in different rooms. How can he not keep his word.

Fortunately, his lips didn't go any further, only fell on her lips. For a long time, at the moment when she was almost blurred, Feng Jue ran let go of her, gasped slightly, and tiny beads of sweat exuded from her forehead.

"You don't keep your word." Mo Xuetong's breathing gradually stabilized, his body shrunk back as much as possible, and tearfully complained about tightening his clothes. Looking at Feng Jue ran, just now his hand seemed to stretch out with self-consciousness.

"Tong'er, tong'er..." he stretched out his hand and suddenly pulled her over and held her in his arms. This time, he gently stretched out his hand and pulled her scattered hair behind her ears. "Tong'er, don't worry, I won't hurt you. I just miss you so much... So..."

The boy also felt a little anxious, but he seemed to be a little ashamed. He saw the red on his ears from the angle of his ears, and he was also shy. This idea made Mo Xuetong relax a little. As soon as the tears at the bottom of his eyes closed, he took a bite at his somewhat crimson ears inexplicably.

Feng Jue Ran's body shook, turned her head and bit her cherry lips with a sense of punishment, and said fiercely: "goblin, if you dare to seduce me, I don't guarantee."

Such ambiguous words were uttered with such a mellow tone, and Mo Xuetong's face was ashamed. He pulled the corner of his clothes and bowed his head in anger, but he couldn't say a word. This man really dared to say anything!

In the spring evening, with some coolness, Feng Jue ran pulled a quilt, covered the two people's bodies, spoiled their faces, hugged Mo Xuetong in her arms, looked at her delicate leaning in her arms, and rushed up with strong excitement, turned her head and coughed gently.

"What's the matter, but I'm hurt. I told you not to move." Ink snow pupil thought his wound hurt, sat up and tooted up his pink mouth.

"Just don't move, I'll......" Feng Jue ran smiled enchanting and whispered in her ear. Immediately, Mo Xuetong's face burned again and felt his face and skin again.

The ashamed simply ignored him and turned his head.

"Don't worry, I'm a gentleman. If I don't move my pupils, I won't move." Feng Jue ran whispered in her ear, holding her with one hand and putting the other hand under her neck.

Still, who was moving just now? Mo Xue's eyes blasphemed and his face was hot. The two people hugged so tightly that they were really uncomfortable. He just said that she didn't dare to move. She just felt that her breath was burning around, and her body was becoming more and more stiff. She felt embarrassed to change her position in his arms.

"You, you said, who is she for today?" Mo Xuetong was uncomfortable and simply opened the topic.

"Of course not for the king." Feng Jue Ran's righteous and solemn way, the red candle reflected his handsome face. Although it was slightly rigid, it made people feel guilty.

"It's not who you are, and I don't know how you hook up with others, so that they dare to do it under such circumstances." Mo Xue Tong chuckled, reached out and pushed him, and changed his posture slightly. The invisible ambiguity was lighter by such a pull, and the tension in his heart was unconsciously relaxed.

"I don't, tong'er. I really don't. everyone knows that I love you. I don't want any women next to you." Feng Jue ran said solemnly, and then he laughed himself. The reaction was too great. I didn't know that he was trying to be innocent! He has never been so guilty. It's clear that this has nothing to do with him.

"It's strange that you don't have it. Otherwise, people can't let you go. They are the first beauty. You're so indifferent." Mo Xuetong didn't intend to let him go, but she said angrily.

"What's beautiful? In my heart, the pupil is the most beautiful. I can't see what the women next to me look like." Feng Jue Ran's slender fingers held Mo Xuetong's fingers, slightly hooked them, and smiled on his lips, "or Tong Er thought I didn't move you today because I didn't trust you, so..."

This man can say such a color with good words. Mo Xuetong was very ashamed. He pushed away his handsome face. Feng Jue ran fell to one side and said vaguely: "will Liu Xiahui be ill at all!"

What a man!

I can't stand it. I'm talking about others!

Mo Xuetong suddenly made a big red face again. Her intuition couldn't say. The man's face was estimated to be similar to the city wall. It couldn't be knocked over. She simply closed her eyes, pretended to be asleep, and timidly went in for a while, but the big hands in her waist forced her into his arms again.

In his ear was his lazy Laughter: "tong'er, let's not sleep first and see if there is any fun later. It's not good to sleep too early in this big night!"

It's not good to go to bed too early. I got up early this morning and haven't had a rest until now. It's noisy, but I'm really tired and flustered, but I still pick up my spirit. I really can't sleep.

That fun, Mo Xuetong also wanted to see it. He simply leaned against him. His water eyes blinked smartly and asked with a corner of his dress belt: "she's not afraid to attract the anger of the two families by calculating others like this?"

It's no small matter that three flower sedans collide together.

"The Duke of the Ming Dynasty, she has been there and sent someone to contact you Yuecheng privately." Feng Jue Ran's slender finger fell on her hair and gently touched it twice.

It's lucky that he knows all about it. Otherwise, it's really bad this time! She can't imagine what she would do if she was transferred to another palace? A sense of fear rose from her heart and made her face a little white.

"Don't worry, I won't give you to others." Seeing her fear, Feng Jue ran hugged her hard and said firmly that there was a trace of bloodthirsty cold in Jun's eyes. In addition to her, no matter who wants to be his own imperial concubine, there is only one way to die. As long as he has eyes, what if he worships others!

Looking at his enchanting eyes with firmness, the black snow pupil seemed to be soaking in warm water. A warmth rose from his heart and leaned against his arms. His heart relaxed inexplicably, closed his eyes and suddenly gave birth to new questions.

"That's what she and you Yuecheng calculated together?" Mo Xuetong couldn't think of the answer. For a moment, he looked up and asked, but because of the urgency of lifting, he bumped into his chin, which made him cry out.

"Why so anxious." Feng Jue ran smiled leisurely and touched the place where she hit. "How can you Yuecheng do it himself? It's an eventful time for the government of the Ming Dynasty. How dare he intervene and be handled by others. At most, he can fish in troubled waters. Even if he is found out, he can't be involved."

Thinking of you Yuecheng's calculation of Mo Xuetong again and again, a trace of hostility flashed through the bottom of Feng Jue Ran's eyes. Since you Yuecheng was also aware of it and deliberately mixed in it, the consequences were naturally borne by themselves. Tong'er had a bell tied to his hand and Mo Ye followed him step by step, so they watched a play on their wedding night!

I have some resentment in my heart. I can't do anything anyway. It's good to watch a play and have fun to celebrate.

"Will I doubt you?" Mo Xuetong said with worry.

"The king was badly hurt and woke up. He can't handle the affairs of men and women. There is energy to manage such things." Feng Jue ran doesn't care.

This man is so serious!

Mo Xue Tong was speechless and pinched his waist fiercely. He simply buried his head in his arms. He couldn't pull her out.

Feng Jue ran smiled and hugged her again. The kiss gently fell on her hair. With some undisguised gentle care, she gently asked, "tong'er, have you heard of Nanman?"

A word suddenly woke up Mo Xuetong. She looked up fiercely, almost took his hand in fear, and said without thinking: "you don't want to go to the land of Nanman, you promised me."

In his last life, he was trapped in the land of Nanman and never came back. At the time of her death, there was no news. It was only said that he was not good and seemed to be life-threatening. Although it was only a rumor at that time, many people believed that the land of Nanman, the wilderness, was a prince with golden branches and jade leaves. In the past, the danger was naturally extraordinary.

After she decided to marry him, the southern barbarian land was like an insurmountable obstacle, which weighed heavily on her heart.

She can't let him go there. It's too dangerous!

"If you know, just ask tong'er how he knows?" Feng Jue ran didn't expect Mo Xue's pupil to react so much. Looking at her nervous and fragile eyes, her heart softened into a ball, and the kiss fell on her forehead.

"No, but it's bad to hear the name. Don't go." She held his clothes and didn't let go. Her bright eyes were covered with a light fog. She was charming and pitiful. She felt more and more pity. She just felt that the people in her arms didn't hurt enough. What else did she refuse.

"OK, no!"

"Really not!" Mo Xuetong asked with an incredulous grievance.

"Really not!" Once again, give a firm and affirmative answer.