Chapter 385: Are you going to murder your husband

Wen Ruoruo's eyes flashed easily, and she easily squeezed out a few tears. She was really wronged. She wanted to please Murong Yifei, but dug a hole and buried herself. I don't know what ghost Liu Xinmei was behind, Meier is now in prison, and there is no reliable person beside her.
She can't beat Liu Xinmei alone, but if these people are united with her, she will have a little grasp.
"Hey, that Yun Wang and Liu Xinmei must have some unspeakable secrets. Every time she sees her, her eyes are straight." Lian Ying'er likes to do things that are framed out of thin air, um, I can't get it myself Grace, then it is fair for everyone to be indifferent.
"Go back to rest first, everyone is tired." Wen Ruoruo saw that he had successfully stirred up the anger of everyone, and came out to comfort everyone.
"Yeah, it was a little cold this night, standing in the yard blowing cold wind, but beware of your body!" Several people said spittingly, and soon dispersed, leaving only the yard full of cold moonlight.
The most depressing thing was that Murong Yifei was flying. This was only a day's effort. Xiao Yin successfully held the beauty home, but he, for so long, still achieved nothing. Maybe, maybe you can try the method Xue Xue said? Suddenly his face was stained with a blush. Ha ha, do you want to use your own woman?
When Liu Xinmei returned to her room, she was tired and didn't want to move anymore. To deal with Chu Linyu wasting a lot of her brain cells, she had to sleep well and nourish her spirit. Liu Yeer unloaded the hairpin jewelry for her, and after a simple wash, she plunged into the soft quilt, and soon entered a sweet dream.
A chill hit her, she wrapped her quilt tightly, rolled over, and continued to sleep. Huh? Did Liu Ye'er change her thick quilt? She arched her body and snuggled towards the warmth. Um, it's hot, or the girl Liu Ye'er is intimate, knowing that it's getting cold, and adding an extra quilt to her.
After drinking tea, Murong Yifei couldn't sleep anymore, and the ghostly messenger walked to Ruyan Pavilion. The courtyard door was closed, but how could the tall walls of this person stop him? Twisting his waist, he fell silently in the middle of the courtyard. The candlelights were extinguished. At this time, if you still stare at your eyes and refuse to fall asleep for a long time, then you must have something to worry about. He eased his steps and floated to her door without disturbing anyone.
The general master, the outside is sleeping with the maid of the night, ready to serve tea at night. It's just that Liu Xinmei has always had a good night's sleep, and is always aware of the dawn, never tossing anyone, so that they can avoid those errands at night.
Murong Yifei smiled gently, pulled out the saber around his waist, slowly reached into the door slit, and slid a little bit, and soon opened the door bolt. The moonlight slanted in, and the people on the bed didn't even notice that someone was in the room, and were still asleep, even if someone climbed up on the bed quietly.
Murong Yifei lay down with peace of mind, somehow he didn't do anything, he also liked the light fragrance of this room, smelling this elegant fragrance, he was relieved as a whole, and his body and mind got tired after a hard day Great relaxation.
Just after lying down, the soft arm was wrapped up, Murong Yifei held his breath, fearing to disturb the person in his sleep. But, soon, she looked like an eight-clawed octopus, and her whole body was attached, making him slightly breathless.
"Well, it's warm, the new quilt is warm." She whispered in satisfaction, and entangled with him tightly.
This woman's sleep is poor, clearly he is regarded as a quilt, but not all quilts are used to cover it? Why is she so strange in this pose?
The woman's body incense ran into his nostrils unexpectedly, and he couldn't help but sway. This warm incense and jade embraced him, and he wasn't Liu Xiahui, it was inevitable that he had some normal reactions. Murong Yifei swallowed hard, and his eyes became confused. This does not count as the king's hard bow, she took the initiative to give her a hug.
His large hands lifted her scattered hair. Under the moonlight, her skin looked white and delicate, with a healthy glow. The fan-like eyelashes cast a beautiful arc, and the thin lips were flamboyant, making it impossible to taste her fragrance.
He thought so, and naturally he did it too. His lips easily covered her softness. He sucked hard, her fragrance made him unable to stop, and he got further requests.
"Hmm ..." Liu Xinmei frowned with closed eyes, frowning. At this time, are there still flies and mosquitoes? Well, it must be public, come and eat her tofu. She waved it casually and hit something with a "snap".
Huh? Can mosquitoes be hit with one hand? She opened her eyes vaguely, and it seemed ... she rubbed her eyes quickly and sat up as soon as she turned over. Then the eyes widened and looked carefully, "Ah ..." she screamed.
She clearly slept alone, why is there another person climbing on this bed? It's not good anymore, she has encountered a thief, and she's still a prostitute.
As soon as Murong Yifei's arm stretched out, he blocked the cherry mouth and coughed. He didn't want to be misunderstood by everyone.
"Um, uh, you let go, go to Murong Yifei if you want, I don't have anything valuable in this room." She said vaguely, struggling non-stop, trying to get rid of his control.
"You, obedient." Murong Yifei didn't know what to say for a while, so he asked.
This sound? Liu Xinmei was sober all at once, asshole, it was Murong Yifei!
She wanted to bite him, but unfortunately her teeth didn't work at all. Instead, she had a small tongue sticking out, which made Murong Yifei's palm numb and her heart tickled.
"Are you teasing Ben Wang?" Murong Yifei whispered in her ear.
Teasing you a big head ghost! Liu Xinmei rolled her eyes, she was almost breathless, okay? She couldn't help raising her hand, and her elbow hit his rib.
"Ah," Murong Yifei didn't expect that at this time, she would actually make an attack. With a pain in her shoulder, she released her hand and asked coldly: "Liu Xinmei, are you trying to murder her husband? "
Before and after only a few minutes of kung fu, he first slapped his face, and now it is also painful under his ribs. The woman looked weaker, but her strength was not small. He will ask Jing Bianhou another day, is this daughter also a trainer?