An Yi studied the map and thought about going to Wuxue Mountain. Firstly, she can retrieve the soul of the tomb beast, and secondly, An Yi always feels that Yun Ni left this map to tell her something, but unfortunately Feng Qingchen is imprisoning her now, and it may not be easy to leave.
¡°If she had known this, she wouldn¡¯t have run back to Dragon City just to get some private money. She was really asking for trouble!
But she was really reluctant to give up the personal money she had worked so hard to save!
She had told her servants not to use the stove where she kept her private money. If after a while the servants forgot and started to use the stove, the gold and silver would be fine, but the fine jade and jade would be ruined. Wow, what a waste of natural resources!
I didn¡¯t know that I had eaten too much tonic today. An Yi felt hot all over and had something on her mind, so she couldn¡¯t sleep and kept rolling around on the bed.
There is another person who can't sleep, and that is Feng Qingchen. Maybe Buddha Jumping Over the Wall was too nourishing. Feng Qingchen felt that her heart was hot and she always thought she needed a channel to vent her feelings.
Feng Qingchen sat down at the table and drank a glass of cold water. She was wearing a thin plain unlined clothes, her long black hair was soft and tired, and the contrast between black and white was very dazzling.
He turned to look at the psychic sword on the wall, stepped forward, took it out, and walked out wearing only his single clothes.
In the yard, Feng Qingchen performed a swordsmanship with great ease, and the irritability in his heart slowly subsided. There were fine beads of sweat on his forehead and neck. He was about to wipe it away, but he raised his eyes and saw the swing not far away. , An Yi was sitting there. She was wearing a pink cloak, revealing the thin obscene clothes underneath. Her face was flushed, with a subtle hint of weakness. She tilted her head and looked at it with a silly smile. Feng Qingchen.
The little feet paused, and the swing began to float in the cold wind. An Yi giggled and kept swinging on the swing. The swing swayed higher and higher. Suddenly, a pink figure suddenly flew from the swing. down.
Feng Qingchen was startled, then quickly stepped forward, his body shape changed, he had already skyrocketed, and he caught An Yi's body in mid-air.
Curling up in the man's arms, An Yi opened her big eyes in confusion, smiled, stretched out her hand, and touched Feng Qingchen's face, "Are you in my dream?"
Feng Qingchen squinted her eyes, An Yi's body in her arms was hot, but it didn't look like she was sick. Could it be
"Buddha Jumps Over the Wall is secretly made from sea cucumber, abalone, shark's fin, fish maw, scallops, tendons, mushrooms and other precious ingredients, and added with aged Huadiao wine" Xiao Guo's words suddenly sounded in my mind, could it be because of the Huadiao wine?
An Yi held Feng Qingchen's face and suddenly moved her little face forward.
Feng Qingchen wanted to throw An Yi to the ground, but seeing her lazy and soft look, he was a little reluctant to let go. He hesitated for a moment and was about to open his mouth to speak when An Yi suddenly came forward and kissed him.
His eyes trembled slightly, and Feng Qingchen froze on the spot for a moment. The woman's lips were warm yet cold, and she was indescribable ecstasy, just like what he had dreamed about many times in his dream.
After the kiss, An Yi's small red ears showed through her dark hair, dyed as red as soft mist. She looked at Feng Qingchen very proudly: "I told you to run, I told you not to want me!"
Feng Qingchen's heart tightened and she whispered: "It's not that I don't want you, it's because"
Before Feng Qingchen could say his confession, An Yi suddenly pulled his hair and shouted: "Yes, you don't want me anymore, you don't want me anymore!" (Remember this site's website address: www.hlnovel.com