MTL - Reborn: Revenge of the Concubine’s Daughter-Chapter 640 Duan Xiaolou's Kiss

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Chapter 646 Chapter 640 Duan Xiaolou's Kiss

He Danggui couldn't bear to look at it anymore, couldn't help but block it with the palm of his hand, bumping into a piece of softness, separating the two sleeping faces.

It seemed that they were so tired that they slept so unguarded. She looked around and found a piece of cardboard to separate the faces of the two people. When she looked at the bed, Meng Yue was still sleeping, but Duan Xiaolou's eyes had already opened, bright like a midnight star, and instantly Staring at her.

She couldn't help avoiding that look, and whispered, "How are you feeling? Has the pain in the chest and palm injury been alleviated?"

Unlike last night's Wolverine, she just changed her new outfit today. The blue gauze skirt looked elegant and refined, the silver gauze was embellished with a dark blue dress, and the skirt was embroidered with a thin long gauze with pearls, which was elegant and light. The slender waist is tied with a silver lock ribbon and two plum bells. A pair of green silk pine cymbals are twined, only one purple crystal cymbal is inserted, and two Nanzhu earrings on the ears are twinkling, otherwise there is no decoration.

Skin is like gelatin, blown bullets can be broken, and those dark eyes that are as deep as ancient wells will always have a reason to be intoxicated.

Duan Xiaolou crossed Meng Yue's head, held her hand, and sighed softly: "Your medicine is still so good, you look at me the same way, and always like to hide from me. I can't help it Think, you and me are still the same. "

He Danggui regained his hand and stepped back and said, "You get out of bed and sit, I give you a needle. Meng Yue's injury is suitable for sleeping and recuperating. I pierced his sleeping hole last night and it looks very good. This bed is too small to sleep with you two, please come down. "

At this point, Duan Xiaolou hadn't gotten rid of the medicinal properties. After getting out of bed, he couldn't even walk steadily, so Angelica had to be supported from the side. At the moment when the two of them met, she couldn't help trembling twice. Duan Xiaolou drew her face down, and her nose fell just between her neck fosses, blowing warmly and coldly.

Fu Duan Xiaolou sat on a chair, and He Danggui found it inappropriate. It turned out that he had forced all the anesthetics to his upper body last night. The consequence was that the waist was so soft that he couldn't even sit still.

He Danggui supported his shoulder with one hand and applied the needle with one hand. After a while, when she needed to hold the needle with both hands, she let go of his helping hand. At the next moment, I didn't know if I had any intention or not. Planted, soft lips covered the corners of her mouth.

She was concentrating on detoxifying him with silver needles, in case he had such a trick, because there were still many needles on his chest! How could he be at this time ...

He was like a bee who had accidentally stained the nectar. Even if he fell accidentally at first, after tasting her sweetness, he couldn't let go of her hands clasped around her waist. She pressed her hands on the side of his chest and tried to pull away the distance from him, for fear that the silver needles would be pushed in or broken, so that the broken needles would flow with the blood and flow to all parts of the viscera. Duan Xiaolou may be asked at any time. Life!

Because she paid too much attention to this, she was not irritated after being frivolous, nor closed her teeth. His hot tongue slipped in, obsessed with her, leaving her senses with his breath, his strength, and his presence.

His scorching breath rushed towards her, covering her breath, and when she widened her eyes in surprise, she could see her reflection in his dark eyes. The cold scent of pear blossoms, and the smell of jade dragon sake on his clothes, endlessly hit her.

"Well, let go—"

It was found that in the face of such a weak Duan Xiaolou, her strength was still lost to him far away, and his powerful strength clasped behind her seemed to rub her into his chest fiercely. This was the first time she felt his power and arrogance up close, because he had never treated her like this. She glanced down at his chest, panic-stricken, and unable to care about him.

She had just inserted more than twenty silver needles and plum blossom needles in Duan Xiaolou's chest. Under normal lying conditions, these needles are very dangerous, and only a good doctor can control them. Duan Xiaolou was so suspicious that he was looking for a way out. Did he want to commit suicide?

He Danggui shivered for a while, barely trying to push him away, but the power between the two was so different that she couldn't push his tall body at all, and she needed to take care of the silver needle that could not touch his chest. She fell on his broad shoulders with both hands and banged violently, but he just deepened the plunder and possession on his lips and poured the warm breath that belonged to him into her mouth.

"you--"

His warm breath flew to her hot cheeks, deepening the kiss fiercely. He pushed out the tip of his tongue to look for her pink tongue. When the tip of the two of them touched, it seemed like electricity, and both of them were deep Earthquake, the dangerous seeds of ** are like a ignited firework fuze, out of control.

When Duan Xiaolou's fingers slid into her placket and lit sparks everywhere, He Danggui finally couldn't bear it. He picked up a porcelain bottle on the table with gold wound medicine, and flicked his wrist. My forehead!

"Boom!"

sleep! See you still sleeping! Your wife is being bullied. Are you dead?

A small packet immediately swelled on Meng Xuan's forehead, and his eyelids were also blue. The snoring sound was even and smooth without interruption. He pursed his mouth and hummed twice, turned, turned his back to them, and slept soundly.

Why wouldn't Danggui Qi be hit in one place, and Meng Meng also claimed to be a master, how could he not be alert? What if she throws a knife?

Fortunately, her pill bottle did not wake up Meng Xuan but stopped Duan Xiaolou. He moved away from her lips, hugging her waist tightly, and buried her head in her neck for a long time. Even her hands remained intact, with both hands in her placket.

Seeing Duan Xiaolou finally repented, she didn't dare to stimulate him any more, so she had to let him hold it while carefully pulling out the silver needles standing in front of his chest.

"Did you really fall in love with him?" Duan Xiaolou's muffled voice came. "You didn't tell me that you are a heartless woman and you will never fall in love with men because you don't believe them. Meng Yue What did you do to make you dead to him? "

He Danggui closed the needle in silence, until it was determined that the last needle had been collected, she was relieved, pulled back from Duan Xiaolou's arms, and went to check his leg injury.

After a simple bandage last night, the blood has stopped, but the wound is poisonous, so the healing is slow. Fortunately, Jiang Yi used Jin Yiwei's poison. Duan Xiaolou must also know the antidote formula. She asked him to write it down last night. He said that it was too late and he would say it tomorrow. Finally, she cleaned the wound with a kind of green juice straw mix that she prepared, and loosely wrapped it with clean gauze. Now look again, the color of that wound is too red ...

"Why is the flesh so red?" He Danggui frowned. "It must be abnormal, right?"

Unable to answer, she looked up at her face, but was caught in his black eyes for a moment. She got up and found a pen and paper, and asked Duan Xiaolou to write down the antidote formula, so she took the medicine according to the prescription.

Duan Xiaolou didn't move for a long time and asked her softly: "You haven't answered my question, where do you like him and where is he better than me? If I die in front of your eyes, will you be sad or will you regret it? She kept hiding from me? "She was almost violated by him just now, but the response was so calm afterwards, without even a word of scolding. This peace is too hurtful.

When he asked, He Danggui had a faint uneasiness in her heart. Was it her reason to make Duan Xiaolou so depressed? Did he deliberately entangle with her with a silver needle in his chest and wanted to die in her On hand?

She felt sour for a while, holding Duan Xiaolou's shoulder and staring at his eyes, saying, "No one in the world is good enough to let others deal with her life. Even if that person is good, she is not worth it. I am not worth it You do this for me. You have a mother and a friend. They are all people you cherish and treat. They are thousands of times better than me. Duan Xiaolou, I know that you are depressed after being injured, and you will say such things. But rest assured, I will definitely cure your illness and make you as healthy as ever. Please write down the antidote, can you? "

Duan Xiaolou was silent for a while, and said dumbly: "I don't know, I never know what prescription."

"Don't know ?!" He Danggui's throat sharpened. "Did you not say last night, this is Jin Yiwei's poison, which was taken by Jiang Yi when he defected from Jin Yiwei?"

"Jin Yiwei has specialized doctors and poisonous hands, so they can remember those complicated prescriptions. Besides, I remember that this poison is insoluble." Duan Xiaolou's faint tone seemed as easy as talking about the weather.

He Danggui died and stared at him twice, judging whether he was lying or telling the truth. At last she sighed and said, "Well, now, I let Yitong take you back to Jinyifu from the tunnel, where there are so many talents, I can't do anything about poison, they must have a way."

"No, I have passed my resignation, and don't want to go back to that place again!" Duan Xiaolou looked pale and said in a pleading tone, "Let me die by your side and bury me in the plum tree in your courtyard. Let me grow into a plum tree and accompany you through every spring, summer, autumn and winter. Meng Yue can't be by your side all the time, but I'm different. "He held her hand tightly, like ice silk. His voice oppressed, "I live and die only for you, you are my only favorite woman."

Why Angelica ’s throat is full of soreness, so I can adjust my mouth to speak: “Duan Xiaolou, I know that I owe you too much, and I ca n’t finish it in this life, but if you choose to die this way, I will definitely I look down on you. Your father, An Ninghou, and your mother, Mrs. Duan, they have only you as a son in your life, and you have spent all your efforts to raise you into adulthood and raise them up, so you will repay them in a way of life? I know you I don't believe you are such a confused person. If death can solve the problem, there will be no one in this world. "

Duan Xiaolou looked at her flushed and delicate face, where his kiss marks were printed. Under such circumstances, Rao's tenderness was so reluctant to part with him ...

In this deep gaze, he suddenly changed his face and fell down with one hand over his chest. 2k novel reading network