MTL - Empress True Colors-Chapter 34v4 wave

That hand, light but firm, held her.

Jing Hengbo paused.

As soon as I raised my head, my eyes were almost filled with tears—it wasn't easy, it wasn't easy!

How many roads have been chased, how many schemings have been spent, how many grievances endured, put down one's figure, plundered, stalked... Until today, he finally took the initiative.

This feeling was so rare and cherished, she paused for a while, deliberately let the feeling stay in her heart for a while, and then waved her hands hypocritically.

Unable to get rid of it, he was pulled back by the force behind him and fell into his arms.

The familiar refreshing and cool smell, the alpine snow, is finally stained with sunshine today.

Before she could take the initiative, he had already encircled her with his arms, and she sighed in her heart: After knowing each other for more than three years, how many times has he acted like this?

After all, it was the recent real and false crazy gestures that made him puzzled. He didn't want to touch her anymore, and he didn't want her to commit himself to another man. He surrounded her clumsily, and then he didn't know what to do. , as if in this way, it surrounded her world.

She wanted to lean her head on his shoulder very skillfully, and stopped after thinking about it. The mad woman had to do it to the end, so that he was at a loss, so that she could follow her heart.

She giggled, held his face in her hands, and whispered, "Handsome guy, you came back so soon after going out? Hey, let's play a game!"

"I..." Before Gong Yin could deny it, Jing Hengbo lowered his head and pressed his lips.

It is still the familiar touch and taste, but every time we meet, we can wake up the superimposed emotions, because the longing is too deep, the love is too deep, the obsession is too deep, no matter how many rejections there are on the face, once we are dependent, we can no longer let go , when she touches his cool fragrance, her whole body softens, while he naturally heats up, and without much thought, he turns passive into active, teasing, entangled, penetrating, sucking... Gasping sounds gradually came from the huge carriage, Although Jing Hengbo didn't completely fall for the fiery nature of the fiery snake, he was more or less attached to it. At this moment, his lips and teeth were sucking, and he deliberately entangled with him again.

I don't know if it's the medicinal properties that have been passed down and passed on, or the body has its own memory, and the taste of the food is automatically obtained. His body gradually became hot, and the clothes that were torn apart, the chest, and even the skin were slightly red and glowing. , her hand quickly reached down, the belt was broken, and even the outer robe and the underwear inside were torn, it was convenient to take advantage of it, she didn't know what to do, she was just greedy for the warmth there Soft and tough to the touch, his skin is like nephrite jade like a warm spring, with a silky slippery feeling, but it makes people feel the infinite and deep power hidden under the skin, like a volcano under an ice spring, or The ice spring under the volcano gave off a strange sensation of hot and cold, which made her tremble with excitement before she could do anything. Rubbing and rubbing, grunting and laughing while scratching, arching and rubbing, I vaguely heard him seem to be gasping, and seemed to be suppressing the reaction, his body arched slightly, and suddenly his hand inserted into her hair, five hairs The slight tingling sensation brought by fingers running through her hair made her tremble again and again. Suddenly she trembled and felt his hand naturally slide down the back of her neck and towards her back, and continued down...down...

She giggled, lying on his lower abdomen, the clothes had cracks in the first place, rubbed them, and they cracked, she lay on his chest, first blew on his earlobe, and then rubbed against him Cheek, and finally licked his chest, drawing two small circles with the tip of his tongue, he grabbed her waist suddenly, his strength was a little uncontrollable, but she rolled her eyes in the dark, smiling silently.

This is an unfair tease. For her, she has experienced wind and moon, knows his sensitive place, and is already prepared, waiting for the infiltration of sweet rain. For him, she thinks that this is the first time in each other's life, so she should cherish it , to be cherished, to be careful, to know that she is in pain, sorrow and joy, and the desire in her heart is rising, and finally willing to indulge with her, but I don't know where to start, I just know to follow my own heart, but she is too perfect and precious, delicate and delicate, smooth Soft and smooth, like beautiful jade and famous porcelain, it feels destructive and profane wherever the hand is placed, but because of the male instinct, when encountering such a best in the world, the desire to destroy and profane is boiling in his blood, he wants to rub vigorously, wants to caress desperately , wanting to gently rub everything about this woman into her arms, but when she dropped her hand, it was light, soft, and delicate, and her fingers were still vacillating, she suddenly raised her shoulders slightly, and her hands It automatically slid down along the smooth skin, and suddenly reached her waist.

It is said that the most beautiful part of a woman is the waist. It is said that the most beautiful woman only has the waist. There are two wonderful ecstasy depressions in the lower third of the waist. His small waist was holding his finger, but she seemed to be a little itchy, a little impatient, giggling, twisting her waist intentionally or unintentionally like a fairy, the waist of a dancer is surprisingly flexible, his hands don't know When it reached the top of her abdomen, when she lifted it up a little, she felt heavy pressure, pressing on her arms, hot, soft, plump, two **** of snow-white pigeons that seemed to fly away from her hands at any time...

He trembled, and suddenly lost control of his step-by-step control. It was the flames rushing out of the cage, and the snow flying down the peak. For some reason, there was a whistling and roaring in his body. The clothes are also torn.

I don’t know when they rolled into a ball in the panting sound, and the messy clothes were gradually thrown out on the brocade carpet. I couldn’t tell who undressed whom, and I didn’t care about who was hotter in the discussion. Young men and women, love each other, for a long time Suppressing desires, superimposed together, but quiet on weekdays, hotter when it erupts, although she is not quite like herself, but he is not like that cold and abstinent boy from the snow mountain who has to button his neck, there is no light in the carriage Therefore, the bright light of the skin is faint in the darkness, and those undulating body lines are eroded by the dark color to create the most beautiful outline.

Faintly, low voices drifted away.

"...I'll go...I'll go..."

"Nonsense...no...it doesn't make sense..."

"It's not convenient for you...don't be embarrassed...anyway..."

"Anyway what?"

"...Anyway, I have a thick skin... Mmmm..."

"Don't move... I seem to be a little..."

The small palace on the carriage seemed to be quiet for a while, with faint and thin sounds, which could not be heard, but seemed to echo the whispers of the night, noisy and mysterious, like blood in the blood vessels It seems that the insects in the grass are quietly rubbing their beards and talking about life and desire. Some people are inhaling, with long voices, and some are sighing with a slight smile.

Suddenly there was a "click", the carriage shook slightly and let out a low cry.

"organ!"

"fine."

"Oh, this mechanism is interesting... Or, use this to try?"

"this…"

"It counts, it's not me, and I don't embarrass you, right?"

"..."

The entire carriage was shaking slightly, and there were faint rattling noises. It was rare that this carriage was like a palace, huge and stable, but the tree it leaned on was shaken continuously, and a thick layer of leaves fell on the ground.

Suddenly there was another "bang", and giggles sounded, "So brave... Broken!"

It was vaguely like the man's low voice, "But I seem to be better all of a sudden!"

Then he exclaimed with a smile and surprise, "Oh!"

The drapes hanging outside the car shook for a while, the bead curtains slammed into each other rapidly, and the incense burner hidden in the corner was knocked over. Fortunately, the carpet was thick and did not burn, but the ambergris aroma was stronger, mixed with some The ambiguous breath, the giggles gradually faded away, replaced by murmurs, a gentle wind passed and a new storm came, and the light was seen in the center of the storm.

The sound of the wind is getting louder, the sea is filling the sky, and the waves are rushing to the bank. The meridians of the whole body seem to be piercing through, and they seem to be shrinking. Power destroys everything and achieves everything. The world is vast, she is at the head of the tide, and huge white waves rush onto the beach.

The small palace gradually quieted down.

She was lying lazily, with a pillow under her waist, this position was uncomfortable, Gong Yin's eyes were very puzzled, but she didn't intend to explain. It's none of his business that women give birth to children.

After the calm, human nature returned to normal, Gong Yin seemed a little unacceptable, first he didn't light up the lamp, and then quickly put on his clothes in the dark, God knows whether his clothes still have the effect of covering his body after being ravaged several times. After it was over, he knocked on something, rattled, rattled, and fiddled for a long time. Jing Hengbo was so tired that he just wanted to sleep, but he couldn't sleep because of the noise, so he asked, "What are you doing?"

Gong Yin coughed and didn't answer, Jing Hengbo stood up to look, and couldn't help but grin.

There used to be a mechanism on the wall of the car, which was used to trap people. The two of them were passionate and had no intention of touching the mechanism. This bullet came out. She had an idea and used it as a **** aid. Later, Gong Yin suddenly became able to move by herself. , Naturally, this is not needed, who knows that sports are too exciting, this thing is broken after tossing, and it can't be retracted.

Jing Hengbo held his stomach and wanted to laugh, the expression on the face of the Great God must be very good at the moment.

"Crack." There was a crisp sound, and the shelf fell down—Gong Yin couldn't take it back to the mechanism, so he simply tore down the iron bar, changed hands and threw it away.

The beautiful carriage house now looks like it has suffered a catastrophe. The carpets are messed up, the incense burners are scattered all over the place, most of the curtains are torn to pieces, and the decorations are rolled all over the floor. Now there is an extra one on the wall of the carriage A big hole, the soft satin embroidery on the wall is torn to pieces.

Jing Hengbo felt that such a carriage that had gone through the world war would not be restored to its original state no matter how it was cleaned up. Yuzhi must have understood what happened at a glance when he came back... Well, let's forget about burning it later.

There was an awkward silence in the carriage, the two of them had their own corners, not speaking. There is no such thing as the tender affection and close love of an ordinary couple after the affair is over, whispering beside the pillow, because there are too many things to think about, and I really don't know what to say.

Gong Yin's eyelashes were slightly closed, sitting cross-legged on one side, seemed to be thinking about something, with a dignified expression, like a statue that had suddenly moved away from the fireworks in the world in the darkness.

Jing Hengbo looked at him silently, and sighed in his heart. At this moment, is he still unwilling to reveal his unspeakable secret?

Would you rather pretend to be a fool than expose her, and refuse to give her an understanding?

Between her and him, sometimes she feels that there is no obstacle, and she walks through it, but the transparent barrier is there, and she can't walk through it. What's worse, she is still not sure, what is the barrier? What.

On the opposite side, Gong Yin suddenly took out a small bottle from his arms and put it on the ground.

Jing Hengbo shrank his eyes, did not speak, and expressed doubts with his eyes.

However, Gong Yin seemed unable to speak, and turned his face away, his face was bathed in snow like snow by half of the moonlight from the window, without blood.

"A big mistake was made..." he said, "This is... the way to deal with the aftermath."

Jing Hengbo suddenly raised his eyebrows.

What's the meaning!

Is it really a big mistake in his opinion to achieve a relationship with him as a husband and wife!

Even if you don't pursue this **** statement first, what does it mean to deal with the aftermath?

She never dared to think that it was a drug to help her conceive. Under normal circumstances, it was probably equivalent to a check or Yu Ting drawn out by a modern scumbag after finishing the work.

How dare he say that!

How dare he be so scumbag!

Jing Hengbo felt her hair stand on end, that unbelievable and unacceptable feeling suddenly ignited a raging fire in her chest, she sat up suddenly, threw the pillow away, and slammed it on his face.

Gong Yin didn't give way, and the pillow hit his face with a dull sound. Fortunately, Yu Zhi enjoys it, this is a long round soft pillow, not a porcelain pillow, otherwise, Jing Hengbo would have ruined his face with this one blow.

Gong Yin's fingers sank deeply into the pillow—Jing Hengbo is not a hysterical person, and she seldom resolves her anger by throwing things or other violent means.

He opened his mouth to say something, but suddenly turned his face away.

Jing Hengbo had already stood up, staring at him with burning eyes, his eyes persuasive without saying a word.

But that person, that person's heat receded, and he returned to the coldness and hardness like the deep snow in the distant mountains. His deflected face was expressionless, and his lines were clear and firm.

He didn't want to say it.

He won't say it.

This kind of understanding flooded Jing Hengbo's mind, and she was almost desperate at this moment.

Why? Why is it so difficult for others to do things that happen naturally when it comes to her?

Meeting such an awkward and introverted person full of secrets, did Jing Hengbo stone God in her previous life?

There was no death in the carriage, only the sound of two people's breathing echoed, one was slightly depressing and rapid, the other was depressing and long.

This kind of silence is like a cage, and one just wants to punch open the barriers, kick the shackles, pick up all the things that don't go well, and smash them into the swamp of the wilderness.

Jing Hengbo breathed in a hurry and scattered, and it took a long time before he calmed down slightly, bent down, and picked up the bottle.

Gong Yin didn't look or move, the pain in his eyes flashed past.

Holding the bottle in the palm of his hand and looking at it, Jing Hengbo chuckled and flicked his fingers.

The bottle flew out of the window and hit the stone with a crisp sound.

With a "Hula", the curtain was lifted violently, and then slammed down again, Jing Hengbo was gone.

Gong Yin still sat motionless.

The twilight of dawn has quietly climbed up the car window.

The profile of his face bathed in the morning light, his eyes, had a piece of fine crystal light floating.

…

After running for several miles quickly, Jing Hengbo finally calmed down the anger in his chest.

At this time, the sun began to rise, and the light of the sky spread from the end of the sky. Seeing the darkness being swept away inch by inch, the tips of the long grass were lit up one by one by the sun, and the golden light ignited from the end of the field of vision, and it was as beautiful as the sky. Even the violent bright red morning glow forms one piece.

This is a beautiful and magnificent scene, which can cleanse the dust of the heart the most, but it cannot sweep away the haze in her heart.

She was circling aimlessly in the wilderness, not wanting to go back to the camp, nor seeing anyone, but she could always see the magnificent and astonishing carriage palace from a distance, stabbed in the eyes, which could not be removed or washed away.

It was a real commemoration of her being with him, and in the end he gave her the worst ending.

Her mind went blank, she turned around in a daze over and over again, and suddenly stopped in her tracks.

Ahead, under an old tree, there is a straight figure.

Jing Hengbo only took a short look, and he was sure that it was Nan Jin, the attitude of the Long family was very special.

She has been circling around here, and she didn't see Nan Jin before, so Nan Jin has been on the tree?

When did she come here?

Jing Hengbo's heart skipped a beat, and he dodged nearby, hiding in the long grass, and saw that Nan Jin was covered in dew, even her hair was wet.

She has been facing the direction of the small carriage palace.

Jing Hengbo finally understood that Nan Jin was here last night, on the tree, guarding the carriage.

She should be protecting Gong Yin, right? Such a star and such a night, set up a mid-night feast for Jun Fenglu.

While Jing Hengbo secretly had a headache, everything that happened last night was seen by this woman, and at the same time he began to wonder about the real relationship between this woman and Gong Yin.

She thought they were cousins, but could cousins ​​do this?

The long grass suddenly rustled, Jing Hengbo squinted his eyes, and a figure suddenly appeared in the place where the sun was rising, pulling the grass to find the way.

Nan Jin's back was obviously straighter, which was an intuitive reaction of vigilance or respect.

Jing Hengbo lowered his body even lower. She had a feeling that the other party was the Long family.

Gong Yin has already found the Long family, and the Long family should be nearby. If she wants to know Gong Yin's secret, she may start with these people.

There was a tree blocking it, and Nan Jin was blocking it. I couldn't see who the other party was, but I could only feel that it was an old man with a thick voice and a very slow speaking speed.

The two exchanged a few words at first, and it turned out that they were from the Long family, and they all greeted each other, and then the old man asked Gong Yin about it.

"How is the owner?"

"Okay." Nan Jin replied without emotion. Jing Hengbo began to doubt his doubts again.

"Why are you here?"

"The master is nearby."

The old man's eyes fell on the carriage, and he took a few more glances at the gorgeous and charming decoration of the carriage, "Why are you in the carriage?"

Nan Jin always answered flatly and confidently, "I don't know."

The old man seemed to have nothing to do with her, so he paused and said, "The last time I asked you to kill that woman, why didn't you succeed?"

Jing Hengbo's eyes jumped.

Nan Jin didn't answer.

The old man lowered his tone, and said coldly: "You have been with my Long family for many years, and you know the importance and disadvantages best, how can you be so stupid!"

Nan Jin still didn't answer, she turned her head slightly and looked at the carriage.

Only at this moment, the eyes of this tough-looking woman are soft and moist, with a slight sparkle of crystal light.

Seeing such gazes, Jing Hengbo was shocked.

The old man's voice was even angrier.

"This matter cannot be up to the Patriarch, nor can you spoil the Patriarch! You are also crazy, don't you know that this is also related to your life!"

Jing Hengbo frowned, was it about his life? What's up? Also, what does "same" mean?

Nan Jin never spoke. This woman is worthy of the Long family. At critical moments, she used silence to resist all doubts and did not explain.

The old man pointed to the carriage, "Who was he with last night?"

"..."

"Whoever it is, kill her!"

Nan Jin finally answered, "Go and talk to the Patriarch yourself."

"You!" The old man was annoyed and paused. After a while, he suddenly sighed heavily and softened his breath.

"Mingzhu, I know that you seem arrogant but actually kind. You don't want to embarrass others, and you don't want to commit more crimes. It's just that this matter is destined by God, and you can't do it willfully. The consequences of willfulness will also harm the Patriarch. Are you not You know, we have spent twenty years tempering your blood, and it is almost certain that if you are with him, the future offspring will probably not inherit our diseases. You should know how important this is! Dragon Whether the family continues, revitalizes or not, it’s all up to you! Remember, he can only be with you. If the Long family wants to continue the healthy bloodline and get rid of the bloodline nightmare of the past century, he can only choose you! You give in, let What matters is the life of the Patriarch, your life, and the future of my entire Long Family and even the Patriarch—in terms of the more poison and torture the Patriarch has suffered, if he does not choose you, if he is with anyone other than you, what will happen in the future? Bloodline, it will be a tragedy!"

Jing Hengbo suddenly opened his eyes wide.