Chapter 1889: Nanhao Wang's killer wife (70)

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The bright moon in the sky reflected her white face like snow, and Nan Yizhen was completely in the same place, glaring at her eyes, watching her long eyelashes tremble slightly, and her mind was blank.
She... why is her speed so fast...
At this speed, martial arts must be above him. But just now he attacked her, why she didn't hide.
and also……
She... she... she... why kiss him...
Nan Yizhen feels that he is stiff, and even the lingering kisses follow the rhythm of the other party. For the first time, he feels that he is on the passive side of kissing.
Once upon a time, he and his king...
In the next second, his mind flashed through the dust. She has a pomegranate-red, pure-faced pleated skirt, and a long blue silk obliquely inserted into a Japanese yongqin book. When I smiled lightly, it was so beautiful.
At this moment, he suddenly pushed the woman in front of him: "You..."
Just finished the first word, his collar was gently pulled by the dust, the eyebrows trembled, the corner of his mouth outlined a very light smile, a look of self-satisfaction, people feel so familiar.
"Where are you...who is it?" Nan Yizhen did not struggle, and he seemed nervous when he spoke.
Luo nodded, and gently picked up the branches on the ground, and wrote two words on the snow - you guess.
He looked at the two words for a long time, and the dark, ink-colored scorpion flashed a shallow streamer.
When he was carrying it again, the pair of scorpions were endlessly gentle, and he saw his tentative opening and asked: "Pour... Dust?"
After all, when Luo Dust heard the moment he said his name from his mouth, he couldn't resist red eyes again.
Once upon a time, he said that her words are very special. It's not the kind of good-looking fonts that everyone is so good, but the round body with a touch of cuteness.
Now, if you just rely on the words 'you guess', he is not sure that the other side is Luo Ding.
His affirmation is actually from... the kiss that he didn't even want to push away.
Luo Dust stood in the same place, watching the change of his look, watching his deep eyes with countless surprises, watching his gradually red eyes.
She moved her lips slightly and just wanted to say something but was suddenly brought into a warm hug.
He embraced as much as he did, and even after ten years, there was no change.
There is a feeling of integrating her into my bones...
At this moment, her ear trembled with his trembling voice: "It’s good to come back... I am... I miss you very much."
In this long decade, he missed her every night and every night.
There are countless words in my heart that I want to say to her, but at this moment he finds himself in a poor word.
Perhaps only a hard hug can vent his inner thoughts, so that he can deeply feel that... this is not a dream.
I don't know how long it took before he slowly let go of her. She shook her branches, and when she smiled and wanted to bend over and write on the snow, his hands jerked her waist.
If you don't say anything, you will fall down and kiss.
This time, he was like a declarant, completely seated in the active position, and took back all the places where he was invaded.
Luo Dust did not shake the gods, and was brought into another realm.
A few warm kisses, tossing and turning...