My Empress Likes Handsome Guy

She put her arms around his neck, and her body trembled involuntarily. She came close to his cold lips.

Song Xiuchen's breath stopped half a beat, soft and fragrant touch, eroding bone and soul. Stiff for a moment, he held her waist, rolled over and pressed down, turning the passive into the active.

The lantern went out and fell into darkness. Jiang Dong's mind is confused, almost forget all, at this moment only he, only lingering breath blend.

Song Xiuchen tasted her sweetness. After so many years of hard work, the hard core wall collapsed completely. At this moment, he forgot all the burdens, and only the most primitive desire and hope drove him to ask for it urgently.

After the collapse of the country, he lived for more than ten years in yinchouling, and his husband forged him into a sharp sword. He had a lot of women, and had long been indifferent to men and women, but at this time, he was like a boy who had never experienced a woman.

If Mr. Yin knew that this invincible sword was like this, he would probably have to spit blood and anger.

Xia Xia in the corridor saw the light out in the room and called out anxiously, "girl?"

Suddenly, song Xiuchen stopped. In the dim light of the porch lamp, he saw a pair of women's eyes under him suffused with water mist, and his red lips were moist as if they had been rouged. He stiffened for a moment, buried his face in her neck socket, and slowly calmed the heat.

After a long time, Jiang Dong realized that he stopped and felt the change in the man. She blushed like a ripe apple, "song Song Xiuchen? "

Song Xiuchen trimmed her clothes, turned her over and held her in his arms like a precious treasure. "Not yet," he said gently

Not now, he has to do that to allow her future.

Jiang Dong "um" a, the brain clear a bit, did not ask why, she just way: "I wait for you."

Song Xiuchen patted her on the back for a while. "Sometimes I think you are really lack of muscle, and sometimes I think you are not stupid."

Jiang Dong hummed: "I was not stupid at all." On the contrary, sometimes she knows the elegance of string songs.

Song Xiuchen put his arms around her and put his hands behind his head. He closed his eyes and laughed. Jiang Dong used his elbow to pick up the inexplicable guy who was laughing and said angrily, "what are you laughing at?"

Song Xiuchen tightened her in his arms and sighed, "how lucky I am

Jiang Dong smelled the smell of sandalwood on him, "how come you always have a kind of sandalwood? It doesn't smell like smoke. It doesn't look like it's smoked. It's like it comes from the skin. "

Song Xiuchen didn't answer her question, but said, "I love Tan when I was young, especially green sandalwood. My master called me Tanlang."

Jiang Dong nodded and pondered: "Tanlang, Tanlang It's not very nice. "

What do you call me

"Does peach blossom sound good?"

Song Xiuchen glared and refused.

Jiang Dong said with a smile: "you don't like peach blossom. I'll call you minister later."

Song Xiuchen endure hard, hold her unruly small hand, ruthlessly way: "don't arch in my arms."

Jiang Dong said, "Oh --" and raised his face Then you kiss again

Song Xiuchen looked down at her lips, throat rolled for a while, turned his head no longer to see, "kiss again, you are really a woman." Huowen novel network www.rwxsw.net

Jiang Dongxiao looked at the awkward him, a burst of bitterness rushed into his heart, the more sad his heart was, the more brilliant his face was. "You are not allowed to have sex with other people or to make trouble with the wind and stream in the future."

"Well."

"After two months, I will earn money and you will not die! I don't care what's important about you, except life and death. "

“…… Well. "

Invincible destruction Wang Xiaxia asked anxiously outside: "Lord song? How are our girls? "

Song Xiuchen sighed and said to Jiang Dong, "your little servant girl is very uninteresting."

Jiang Dong pinched his arm hard and said with a red face, "go and tell her to understand."

Song Xiuchen laughed and got up to straighten his clothes. Push the door and out, see the little girl Xia Xia with a red lantern standing outside the door, full of anxiety.

"Mr. Song, how is our girl?"

Song Xiuchen said solemnly: "your girl is OK, but she was admonished by Lord Chen. She was frightened."

Xia Xia said, "Oh --" and her face was embarrassed. She just cried and ran over to tell song Xiuchen that her girl was so, so, and so by Lord Chen What a shame.

Song Xiuchen smile: "then I go first." Although it was said to Xia Xia Xia, he deliberately raised the tone so that Jiang Dong in the room could hear it.

Xia Xia saw that he walked with a natural and unrestrained way, and things seemed to be really not so serious. She secretly relieved and ran to Jiang Dong's room to admit her mistake.

Jiang Dong reached out and knocked a shudder on the forehead of summer and summer, "you girl, I look like that kind of person who is easy to be bullied?"

Summer rubbed the forehead, aggrieved way: "when you come back, it is really not like, maidservant will be so suspicious."Jiang Dong sighed, "this time, I'm not very thoughtful. I'm a poor chess player. If it wasn't for Mr. Chen, who was a fine point, I didn't know what would happen. What you suspect is not unreasonable

Xia Xia went up and said, "girl, I've burned hot water. Do you want to wash and gargle first? It's so hot that I can have a good sleep?"

Jiang Dong nods and Xia Xia calls Caiyun to come and serve her in the bath. Sitting in the foggy Huanghua pear wood bathtub, her thoughts were fluttering. In her mind were the gentle eyes of song Xiuchen and the cold face of Chen Pinghu.

After washing and washing, she changed into a clean lining. Her hair was wet and she couldn't sleep for a while. She let Xia Xia Xia and Caiyun go out first. A man picked up a Xihao pen in the room and drew a seal like pattern on the paper. This was what she saw on Chen Pinghu's chest in the carriage. It was red, like a tattoo.

At that time, the carriage was dark, and she did not see it clearly. She only glanced at it in a hurry, but she had seen the pattern of this pattern. I saw it on the chest of Xiuchen song.

That day, song Xiuchen was injured and hid in her room. She saw it when she changed his wet clothes.

Jiang Dong pulls out a small Xuan paper hidden at the bottom of the make-up box. On the paper is the pattern she copied from Song Xiuchen.

The pattern contrast on two pieces of paper, one is drawn by memory, the other is copied, very similar. Jiang Dong stared at the two pieces of paper without blinking, lost in thought.

She vaguely felt that there must be some hidden relationship between song Xiuchen and Chen Pinghu. Chen Pinghu certainly did not know about this relationship, but not necessarily the Xiuchen of Song Dynasty.

The relationship between two men is nothing more than that. Chen Pinghu is a straight man of iron and steel, and the Xiuchen of Song Dynasty is absolutely not bent, so they are definitely not that kind of dirty relationship.

Jiang Dong holds a brush and writes "brother" on the paper.