Zhao Wanxi

I didn't expect to be hit by pomegranate.

Being held by Leng junao's powerful arms and struggling, Zhao Wanxi followed him. However, looking at the servants who were waiting in the palace, she rushed out and closed the door. Her face still turned red.

Especially when they are still the Empresses of a country, is this a bit excessive?

Thinking, Zhao Wanxi raised her hand and blocked Leng junao's face. At the same time, she said with a sneer, "look, this is the emperor of Nanlin kingdom. How can you be so anxious?"

Smell speech, Leng Jun roam back without shame.

"Xi'er, don't worry. All over the world, I'm only worried about you."

With words, his hands slightly forced, directly clamped Zhao Wanxi's hands, then pushed the person against the wall, even could not wait to sit on the couch, directly bent down to hold her lips.

The lips and teeth depend on each other, and the breath is flowing. It's still a familiar taste. After being repeatedly adjusted by Leng junao, Zhao Wanxi has been familiar with his smell for a long time, and has no rejection.

On the contrary, Leng junao's last sentence was originally a joke, but in the moment when her four lips met, Zhao Wanxi's mind had an untimely picture.

The cold and evil man is crazy and doesn't pay attention to others. Even if he is facing her, his eyes are cool and indifferent. The whole person is a mobile refrigeration and air conditioner.

Surprisingly, that person's facial features, even like a very close between Leng Jun Ao, but the temperament is very different!

An urgent color, between the eyebrows and eyes are stained with a strong desire, even if a lot of good-looking, face confused people, it is still a normal man's appearance.

As for the other Zhao Wanxi felt that the only adjective she could think of was Abstinence.

This contrast is not big, but she has seen that look on Leng Jun's face.

He was cold and rebellious, and his eyes and eyebrows were all sharp, which people did not dare to look directly at. For example, when Ouyang Huajing insisted that she was the murderer of Ouyang Changluo, the Minister of culture and military of Xiqi forced her to do so.

At that time, Leng junao was aloof and aloof.

So

Smell blend, ambiguous attachment, should be the most beautiful moment, Leng Jun Ao whole body and mind of the investment, just want to rub this person in front of their own blood posture.

Soon, however, he found something wrong.

The desire of the fundus gradually receded, and people finally had a little sense. Leng junao's eyes were dim, his strength relaxed, and he retreated slightly, staring at Zhao Wanxi, slightly unhappy.

"Xi'er, are you wandering? Well

It's just when I'm around. Now Is this questioning his ability?

Zhao Wanxi originally wanted to make a deep self-examination of her eyes, which are not clear about the meaning of Leng junao. But the sense of existence of the picture in her mind is too strong to ignore.

"Leng junao, to be honest, didn't you look down on me before?"

Leng junao

It's not a problem to be called by his wife. When questioned, it's obvious that it's not a problem to settle accounts after autumn. The question is, why is this the right time? Pity that he is burning in the internal fire