Vol 4 Chapter 385: So-called catching in bed

Cheng Anya woke up, the night was deep, and the faint moonlight jumped in from the balcony, smashing silver everywhere. In the room, a white jade lamp was lit, the light was soft and white, and it was not dazzling. If the tulle brushed, the room temperature was soft.
The poison was relieved, and she knew that she had thought when she was injecting the antidote at Baiye. If she could not wake up, she would sleep like this and die unknowingly without any pain. It seemed to be euthanasia that people often say. She laughed at herself that she was still thinking about these idle things at that time, but at that moment, her mood was relaxed.
After all, she knew that Ye Sanshao would be safe. Even if she died, the only regret was the child.
One dead and two lives is not a good thing.
She smiled and leaned, but saw Ye Sanshao sleeping next to her, warm in the bed, and warmed to the bone.
The corners of her lips were lightly hooked, and when she looked closely, she was surprised that the room was still theirs, but she changed a set of bedding. The silk was warm in winter and cool in summer, and it was drying the temperature of the human body. Comfortable.
Perhaps it is the reason for the action in her heart, because they are poisoned, she no longer has to worry about it, she is afraid of spreading to innocent people, and afraid of killing loved ones. In these few days, Cheng Anya seems relaxed, and talks to them as usual, The heart was extremely heavy. Since Zhang Bo's death, the boulder had been pressed against her heart, and when she was tossing around midnight, she was forced to breathless.
This is a kind of heart disease, and she has to be isolated from the crowd for fear of innocent death.
Now that the boulder has been crushed, her heart has loosened a lot, and then she realized that the feeling of being light was really comfortable and she felt like a rebirth.
Ye Sanshao's shallow breathing was around him. When he was detoxified, his face was ugly, and the crazy picture had gone away. She only knew that he was sleeping peacefully and peacefully.
Everything is worth it. Cheng Anya often listens to people saying that there will be a blessing after a long life.
After suffering many times, they skipped the plane in the desert, spent two days in the desert, were almost killed in the castle, were almost blown up and smashed on the sea, wandered several times in life and death, and were still entangled in the virus. Will it be smoother in the future?
I hope so.
Cheng Anya knew that Louis was not dead, the whereabouts of the Mafia were unknown, and there were quite a lot of dragon gates in the past few days. All of these were manipulated behind the scenes in an attempt to set off the stormy blood again. All this did not need to be inquired. She also knew well about the discussion.
After this detoxification, there will be greater storms waiting for them. She only hopes that Ye Sanshao, who has tasted so much pain in the world, has exhausted all the hardships of his life.
It will be smooth in the future.
With a sigh, she stroked his brow.
Ye Sanshao's eyebrows are thick, and the shape is very beautiful. A pair of closed eyes, slender eyelashes, and a slight curl from the side face. A thin silhouette is covered under the eyelid, which is really beautiful. Tall nose, beautiful lips, delicate facial features, just like God's elaborate masterpiece, she had long known that Ye Sanshao was beautiful and unparalleled. Although she was not as thrilling as Suman, Mo Ju and others, but his appearance was already Good looks hard to find in the world.
Slender fingers crossed his lips, a little dry, and remembering the fiery heat of these lips, Cheng Anya was stunned for a moment, and turned back his fingers. If Ye San knew she secretly caressed him like this, the narcissistic he again I do not know how to feel it.
She rarely looked at his facial features in such a concentrated manner, thinking of his overbearing, angry, black belly, pretending to be wronged... and so on, countless looks, Cheng Anya couldn't help but smile.
Laughter overflowed his lips.
"Am I so funny?" The tone that disappeared for several days rose hoarsely, impliedly disappointed. Cheng Anya stunned, and met a pair of dark eyes. The closed eyes did not know when they had been opened, and they were annoyed. Stare at her.
Cheng Anya was very happy, he woke up? Finally it's all right. Turning to secretly, when did he wake up? Thinking of his long fingers brushing his facial features, the fingertips were slightly warm, and his face was hot.
"You woke up early?"
"Say, what are you laughing at?" Ye Sanshao's eyes deepened, she grabbed her hand and dragged the wound on her wrist. He groaned, clutching the wound and pulling the other side, causing him to frown.
"Don't move." Cheng Anya hurriedly helped him up. Fortunately, the tears were not deep, and the blood did not penetrate the gauze. Cheng Anya wanted to untie and reapply the medicine, Ye Sanshao stopped it.
"It's just a flesh wound," he said, looking at his wrist and then at the ankle. Fragmented pictures flashed across his head, linking them together, and it's not hard to guess what happened.
In a trance, he still remembered his crazy appearance. There was the sound of this metal impact in his ears. At the time, these pains were insignificant, and he had no impression.
"Skin and skin wounds also need medicine, don't disturb." Cheng Anya took the medicine on one side, untied the gauze and re-medicated him. Ye Sanshao discovered how scary the wound on his wrist was.
He was shocked, and hurriedly looked at Cheng Anya's wrist. She was safe, and Ye Sanshao asked, "What about the poison on you? Did you solve it?"
Cheng Anya nodded and said the situation again, only omitting the child, she was not sure how to tell Ye Sanshao about it, she took the medicine, and she re-bandaged him.
"You haven't answered my question yet." Ye Sanshao hit his head with his head.
Dare to look at him while he was asleep, and laugh.
Cheng Anya gave him a white look, "Can I be happy? It's poisonous, how happy is it, why can't I laugh?"
"Deceptive." Ye Sanshao hummed, and came to kiss Cheng Anya, "How many days have I slept?"
"Nine days." Cheng Anya said.
She was worried for nine days.
Especially when detoxifying today, and especially the feeling of wandering on the edge of despair today, it is even more memorable. She can’t forget the torment of waiting all her life, which is harder than any moment.
Ye Sanshao looked at her, her eyes deep, and she said sharply, "For so long, you should kiss me and learn from the princes who kiss the sleeping beauty."
After all, he leaned over and kissed.
Cheng Anya slapped him to the other side with a slap, laughing and scolding: "Where are you like a princess?"
Narcissistic.
Ye Sanshao also smiled, and the already heavy atmosphere suddenly dissipated, and there was peace.
Cheng Anya leaned his head and saw him smile lightly, with a corner of his lips, snuggling in the past, Ye Sanshao leaned his head, and kissed her lips naturally, Cheng Anya stretched out the tip of his tongue and painted his lips carefully.
Suddenly he was pressed by his arm in his arms, Ye Sanshao had become the main object, and he entered between her lips and teeth, kissed her deeply, swept every inch of softness in her lips, curled the tip of her tongue, sucked and bited, and enjoyed With the joy of rebirth after death, the excitement of being lost and recovered.
Everyone is ready when they are asleep, and may not be able to wake up anymore, with the complex emotions of life and death, who can live at this moment, whose heart is not touched and joyful.
Treasure in his arms, Yifa appears precious.
Cheng Anya enjoyed his kiss with closed eyes, her familiar smell in her nose, her brows brushed, the wind blowing gently, and the room was full of tenderness.
It doesn't seem to be enough to kiss, Ye Sanshao is not satisfied, just let her take a breath, just covered her lips, and he kissed her domineeringly. His lips are as domineering and powerful as his people.
The moonlight is soft and white, the beauty is like jade, hugged in the arms, the place is on the bed, and naturally fall to the bed.
Cheng Anya was smug by his kiss, only felt the earlobe was sucked and teased by him, and the hot breath was drilled into the auricle. This hot air seemed to be passed into the central nerve through the ear and penetrated into the central nerve. under.
Between the lower abdomen, a little turmoil, so shameful.
This kind of feeling is a bit strange and familiar. In the desert castle that day and night, I have felt this countless times. Even my fingertips seemed weak, and it turned into a spring in his arms. Delicate as a rose, charming eyes as silk.
Ren Jun jiejie.
"Anya..." The low, dull voice slowly rose, and the hot breath was sprayed on the delicate skin around Cheng Anya's neck, the skin was dyed a layer of pink, and the hot and humid kiss went down all the way, picking up her clothes Because of touching the wound, Ye Sanshao groaned briefly.
Cheng Anya, who was confused and confused, was instantly sober, confused and clear, and stopped Ye Sanshao's head. "Achen, don't do this. Your hands and feet are inconvenient."
"It's okay." Ye Sanshao vetoed, and didn't care about his wounds. Seeing that he would tear Cheng Anya's shirt open, Cheng Anya got up quickly, but was suppressed by him. "No movement."
"It's done, it's not dead, and it's not in a hurry for these two days." Cheng Anya despised him, and the males and females of love and desire were inevitable as long as they had tasted it, and they were still the best in Ye Sanshao.
However, eroticism also depends on the situation.
"Otherwise, you come?" Ye Sanshao, willing to give up, blinked and suggested ambiguously, with a slightly dull eyes and a green and coveted light, seeming to look forward to Miss Cheng dominating.
Cheng Anya blushed and shoved his shoulders to signal him to go down. "I won't."
"I teach you."
"..."
Miss Cheng's face turned red, Ye Sanshao leaned over and said in her ear, Cheng Anya almost kicked him off. His face was embarrassed and embarrassed. "Your girl's color embryo, don't think about it."
Ye Sanshao suddenly leaned over and kissed her deeply. Cheng Anya struggled, listening to the sound of cups and pans. The two of them turned their heads in an instant, but they saw two large and small silhouettes about to escape.
Ye Wei and the little milk bag turned slowly, Ye Wei looked at her three sister-in-law's lips red and swollen, her face was spring, and her eyes were silky. I once felt that the feeling of destroying others' good deeds was so...
Cool.
The little baby bag waved and said hello, Ye Wei said: "Third brother, three sister-in-law, your physical strength is so good, so good... continue, continue, we will come back later..."
"Well, go on, go on..." The little echoed.
Two big, one small, but standing without moving, holding a tray in hand, watching the game very purely.
If Cheng Anya had taken care of Ye Sanshao's injury, he kicked him out of bed long ago.
Thunder, you hacked me!
It turned out that it was this feeling of being caught in bed, (⊙o⊙)...
"The two of you are too jealous." Ye Sanshao snorted coldly, and then got up from Cheng Anya. Fortunately, she didn't rush to tear her clothes at once, otherwise it would look better.
Ye Weimeimo, the third brother, how can you blame us for your anxiety? Who has been lying down for so many days, still hurting his hands and feet so much and thinking about doing this? It's true that you are too tough, no wonder we are.
Originally, she and Ning Ning had a good time. Both of them had not eaten for a day. Ye Wei made some easy-to-digest food and delivered it. She originally thought about the body of her brother-in-law, lest They also rattled people.
Who knew it would hit this scene?
The little baby bag was very surprised. Although he understood that his father was hungry for a long time, he still didn't expect such a tough one.
Even thinking that he was inconvenienced by his own hands and feet, he would let Mommy come. This is really... It is said that it pollutes the minor's pure heart, and the small milk bag is also a little tangled.
"Third Brother, come here, drink ice milk, put out the fire, put out the fire." Ye Wei took out all the drinks, porridge and side dishes in the tray, and beckoned and let her third brother come to extinguish the fire.
Dissatisfied men are terrible drops.
Cheng Anya didn't feel anything after embarrassment. With Ye's family, her heart was not strong enough. It wasn't enough to make her panic. Fortunately, her clothes were not messy, otherwise she would be embarrassed.
"Mommy, you can finally hold the baby." Ning Ning lowered the tray, ignoring Daddy's jealous eyes, and jumped into Cheng Anya's arms. The little body was tired of Cheng Anya's hand. "Mommy..."
"Really good." Cheng Anya smiled, squeezing the face of Ning Ning's baby casually, and gave him a big slap on his face, Ning Ning smiled.
"Mommy, you're so fragrant, no wonder Dad loves to bite you all the time." The little turned their heads and Cheng Anya slammed on the back of his head with one hand, "Aren't you fighting?"
"It's really violent." Xiaoxiaobao smiled and dragged Cheng Anya to the table. "Mommy, I haven't tasted the craftsmanship of the baby for a long time. I prepared them."
Ye Sanshao has long been in the wind.
He was so hungry that this was double hunger.

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