A burst of ups and downs, Wen Ruo gently chenghuan, a groan like urge soldiers to fight the horn, aroused Murong Yifei full of fighting will, back and forth to fight vigorously. This man has a strong body and abundant physical strength, and every time she can't help being happy.

Finally, both of them were paralyzed. The room was filled with men's heavy breathing and women's panting.

"Wang Ye..." Wen Ruo called out and buried his face on the embroidered pillow. He was half satisfied and half shy. He was very pitiful.

Murong Yifei pulled a bed of brocade quilt, covered a room of spring, big hand gently fell on Wen Ruo if slender waist, and soon fell asleep in the past.

If the text if quietly turned over the body, by the moon's Qinghui carefully look at the side of the sleeping people.

After so many years, she has never seen enough of this man. Her hard face, bushy eyebrows, straight nose and sharp lips are half covered by 3000 ink hair, which is as charming as a statue in the moonlight.

She sighed with satisfaction that if time could be still at this moment, she would have no regrets. As long as Wang Ye is by her side, she seems to be the richest person in the world. She will not and disdain to fight with others. This man is her all, is her world, she just wants to melt slowly under his gaze.

Her hand slowly stroked his chest, tonight let them embrace each other to sleep, until tomorrow's morning light covered the room, she just want to rely on the past, listen to Murong Yifei's voice:

"Liu Xinmei, what do you want?" Murong Yifei Murong Murong Murong Murong Murong Murong Murong Murong Murong Murong Murong Murong Murong Murong Murong Murong Murong Murong Murong Murong Murong Murong Murong Murong Murong Murong Murong Murong Murong Murong Murong Murong Murong Murong Murong Murong Murong Murong Murong Murong Murong Murong Yifei Murong Yi.

The hand that had just been stretched out immediately shrank back, and tears of humiliation trickled down. She did not care to wipe them. She let them slide across her cheek, wet the pillow and wet the vulnerable heart.

The taste of love is still in the air, without warning, she heard the sound of heartbreak, happiness is always too short, even too late to wait for her to dream. Wen Ruo Ruo suddenly fell from the top to the abyss. Her wet sweat and slightly swollen body proved that the scene just now was real rather than a dream. However, the pain in her heart was also real. She could tolerate the Lord having several women at the same time, but she could not accept herself as a substitute for others. She never wanted to monopolize this man. She just hoped that he could give her more love than other people. Now she can't even do this!

How could he be so cruel to her? She was so low in the dust that she wanted to be pitied by him, not trampled on mercilessly. If Wen Ruo mercilessly bites the lower lip, until a salty liquid gushes out, the pain reaches the bottom of my heart. Old naivete is not open an eye, why not simply fall to death her?

What did the woman do? The LORD was still in his sleep.

Doomed to be unable to sleep a night, but Wenruo is even dare not move, she is afraid to wake up the sleeping people around. She did not dare to blame, and even could not reveal her grievances in front of him. This is not only her sorrow, but also the sorrow of all the women in the side room.

Think for a while, cry for a while, unknowingly, the day is bright, Murong Yifei goes to bed late and gets up early. When the ape arm is relaxed, he catches a void, and opens his eyes. Wen Ruo is dressing up carefully in front of the dressing table.

"How did you sleep, Lord?" Wen Ruo said hello with a smile.

"Well, not bad." Murong Yifei gets up to get dressed, and Wen Ruo comes to serve her attentively.

"What's the matter with you?" Lowered his head, inadvertently saw her red and swollen eyes, Murong Yifei asked in surprise.



"Nothing, want to be, want to be..." if Wen if pause for a moment, this morning, will not be lost in the sand eyes, she really can not think of any reason to come.

Did she try to make a smile last night? Murong Yifei thin anger, when to start his stay will let women so heart resentment?

"If you don't like it, I will not come in the future." Murong Yifei coldly throws down a sentence, raises the leg to walk.

If he was allowed to go like this, wouldn't it be the second cold garden? If Wen Ruo does not care to be reserved, he takes a few steps closely and firmly embraces Murong Yifei's strong waist.

"The Lord must have misunderstood me. If you wish you could come all night!" Soft body of the whole pasted on his back, she was so afraid, after this, I will never see you again. Rigid body gradually relaxed some, Murong Yifei turned around, raised her chin and asked, "then why do you cry?"

If Wen Ruo had no way out, he just bit his teeth and told the truth: "Lord, you have called someone else's name in your dream."

Said a pair of big eyes and full of tears, crystal clear tears of the flowers faltering.

"Oh." Murong Yifei's heart is clear, can't help shaking his head bitterly smile, oneself to that woman already soul around dream lead?

"Is it Liu Xinmei?" He asked.

"The Lord knows it himself. Why should he speak up and humiliate Ruo Ruo?" Wen Ruo ruo's face was pale, and she was the only one in his heart.

"You don't know, when I came here, I had a few words with her. When she was ill, I was not easy to attack. I think I quarreled with her again in my dream? If it wasn't for fear, would it Murong Yifei patted her hand comfortingly.Bickering? If Wen Ruo also can't help but smile bitterly, in this mansion, she dares to do so with the Lord. However, looking at the anger on the king's face, I think he was really angry. So soft voice persuasion: "Wang Ye, the sick people, the heart is inevitably anxious, the language is not so particular, you do not care about."

Murong Yifei gently gazed at her for a moment and sighed: "well, if she has half of your understanding, this king's house will be peaceful."

Wen Ruo ruo's pretty face is red, sweet Qin heart, her good, Wang Ye is also see in the eye!

The person in front of him is obviously beautiful and charming. Why does he still hope that person will treat him so gently one day?

"Hiss..." of long laugh, Murong Yifei's eyes are narrow smile: "if not for this cry all night? The eyes have turned into peaches. I don't know that you are such a sour and jealous person. "

If Wen Ruo is shy, angry and angry, it is clearly that he bullies others, and now he makes fun of her in turn.

After a pause, she was angry and said: "the Lord even made fun of my concubine. I knew it was like this. I woke you up last night. Like Sister Liu, I had a good fight with you."

Like her? Narrow Phoenix eyes squint, this world will have the same woman as her?

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