Chapter 1122

The cool moon shines on the silent Valley, the green shade is whirling, and the cicadas are neighing.

It wasn't until midnight that Leng junao came back to the tent camp. From the moment he came in, Zhao Wanxi noticed it, but she didn't move. She pretended to be asleep and curled up on the soft couch.

Hearing the man's footsteps approaching, she seemed to stop in front of the soft couch. Zhao Wanxi's heart beat faster and was about to jump out of her throat nervously.

This big devil, won't he really plot against her?

Unfortunately, she was too hasty this time and didn't make some self-defense powder.

Just as her heart was in turmoil, the sound of men's footsteps suddenly went away, from one side of the tent camp to the other side of the farthest distance.

still keeps the longest distance diagonal, she sleeps on the soft couch, he sleep on the floor.

The night was quiet. She could hear the sound of the man falling asleep. Gradually, the sound of breathing became more and more steady and even. He seemed to be asleep!

Zhao Wanxi stealthily opened her eyes and observed for a while. She was sure that the man was really asleep. Then she crept up from the soft couch and approached carefully!

She is getting closer to the man. She only dares to lean on her body and get closer. Her eyes are staring at the man's chest, and she gently sticks out her little hand

The night wind is strong, blowing into the camp from the gap, mixed with a faint fragrance, escaping into the bottom of the man's nose.

Leng junao opens her eagle eyes and catches the woman she can't avoid. Zhao Wanxi wants to pull back her hand, but the catkin is grasped by the man's big hand.

"What do you want to do?"

With a low voice and a little sleep, Leng Jun Ao's narrow eyes half squint at the woman's posture. At the moment, her little face is almost close to his chest, and her body is curled up beside him, which is very ambiguous.

Zhao Wanxi was caught and couldn't get away. She only gritted her teeth and pointed to her neck. She flattered Hu for a reason: she came to find her own Moonstone!

Such a close distance, familiar fragrance makes the man's eyes more and more dark, does he have the illusion?

A turn over, Leng junao suddenly will her down, Zhao Wanxi immediately be imprisoned can't move.

The wind is quiet, the man's eyes are filled with heartfelt sadness, and Zhao Wanxi is in a trance. Why does such a picture make her feel like a familiar person?

As if by some invisible traction, Leng Jun Ao's black head is a little bit low and sinking, and his deep eagle eyes are staring at Zhao Wanxi's clear eyes, unable to support himself!

It was Zhao Wanxi who came back to her first. She saw that the man's thin, well-defined lips were about to fall on her lips. She opened her eyes in horror and turned her head hard. The man's black head fell into her swan like long, white neck.

The familiar fragrance is pleasant, and the fragrance is soft. Leng junao, who has always been very self-supporting, is also lost in beauty and lost his sense.

"Xi'er..."

The deep and hoarse murmur came, and Zhao Wanxi could not help trembling. Such a voice had appeared in her dreams for countless times, but this time it was so close and real.

The feeling of numbness spreads all over the body, and the man's kisses are as dense as rain. Zhao Wanxi is also frightened by the strange feeling of shouting and boiling in her blood.

At this moment, she didn't know where the power came from and pushed away Leng junao.

Although she couldn't make a sound, her anger was written on her cheek, just like a demon flower in full bloom, with wildness in her evil spirit.