Chapter 165:

She hasn't seen it before, but she hasn't seen it like this. It seems that at that time, she has no time to watch. At this moment, I didn't expect to see it when he was wrapped in a robe. After taking it off, his body was very fit, his muscles were beautiful and strong, his shoulders were wide and his hips were narrow ... The white skin shone in the charming light With a seductive sheen, the ink cascaded down like a waterfall, and the skin became more like white jade.
There was a hint of evil charm and temptation in his nobleness, and he stood in the bath barrel with such a free expression, scooped a spoonful of warm water with a wooden spoon, and fell down. The hot water was flowing down his smooth body, he shook his head, the water droplets on his hair splashed everywhere, and then one or two drops splashed on the back of the white hands.
Ran thought of the water droplets rolling over him, and hurriedly took Jinpa from his sleeve to wipe it. The more he rubbed his face, the more red he became, even behind his ears. This time, even the Buddhist scriptures didn't seem to work very well.
At night, he stood in the bath barrel without smoke, wiping his body slowly. At the end, he lifted his eyelashes and said to Seser: "Troublesome dragon girl take clothes for the king!"
Suddenly hesitated for a moment, but unexpectedly smokeless at night let her get his clothes for him. She followed the smokeless arm that raised at night, only to see that his clothes were on the bed here. His maids were taken away. If she didn't care, he didn't know how long to wash there. If he wanted to come and take it by himself, he would pass by in front of her.
Rather thought of him passing by in front of her unscathed, frowning slightly, she said nothing, got up and went to the bed, and picked up the neatly folded white shirt on the bed. Moon-white robes, embroidered with cool bamboo leaves at the cuffs and corners.
She closed her eyes, her long eyelashes covered her clear eyes, her gaze was fixed on the tip of her nose, her eyes looked at her nose, and she took two steps forward. She raised her hand and threw the white shirt in her hand.
The white shirt floated to the smokeless night like a cloud, and his eyes slipped through an inexplicable loss, and his arms stretched out lazily, and his clothes fell on his shoulders. He lifted his foot and walked out of the tub. He tied the robes elegantly, wore wooden clogs on his feet, and walked slowly towards Seser.
There is only one glazed lamp in the squatter house, and the light is a bit dim, and coupled with the sloppy water vapor, it feels ambiguous.
He gazed at the smokeless night that came slowly, watching his fluttering white shirt, ink hair hanging down to the waist, and a sloshing smile on the lips, his eyes filled with affection. For a moment, she seemed to be back in Chunshuilou, back to when Yi Lengxue had not yet appeared. At that time, he was so tender and affectionately romantic.
It's a pity that such a day is too short. She can't remember it short enough. She slipped away from her hand like a slippery fish and never found it again.
"Isn't it more charming if I don't wear clothes, huh?" The smokeless night walked slowly to the front of him, and the light of the glass lamp pulled his tall figure into a slender silhouette, he asked softly. The dark eyes locked her cold face deeply, and she seemed to want to pierce the peace on her face with her eyes, to see the fluctuations in her heart.
He raised his eyes, his eyes rested on his handsome face, and his nose was full of the fragrance after bathing. She frowned and said coldly, "It's charming, but it's worse than Helian!"
Yan Ye No Smoke was obviously stunned by the words, and Jun's face looked very hurt and hurt. However, he quickly returned to normal, not only not to be annoyed, but a faint smile on his lips.
"Sir, how can you learn to be different? If Ruo Helian is more charming than me, why don't you go with him?" There was a smile on his handsome face, and there was water in Feng's eyes The light, staring at Seiser momentarily.
伸出 He reached out his fingers, trying to caress his white cheeks. Unexpectedly, Surly tilted his head and avoided his touch.
"Animals!" Said Seoreng coldly, I really do not know how to describe the smokeless night. Just bathe in front of her casually, and say such provocative words.
Yan Ye smokelessly retracted his already outstretched hand and settled elegantly on the bamboo couch on the side of Seser, raising his eyebrows in disapproval.
"Sir, it was you who made me a beast. In this life, I am only a beast of yours!" The leisurely smile on his face disappeared, replaced by a solemn affection.
What does this mean, just be a beast of her own? !!
For a while, Seorui's mind was a bit overwhelmed, she was scolding him, but he was enjoying himself. Waiting until he understood the meaning of the no-smoke in the night, the gas that had originally accumulated in his chest was nowhere to relax.
"No smoke at night, you said, how can I let Che take away?" Seir nodded, his eyes fixed on the bed on one side, and asked coldly.
"Cheer, I'll let you take it away, you can rest assured, I want to talk to you about business!" Ye Wuyan Zhengzheng said.
The string that was tense in my heart was loose.
"What's the matter? Let's talk!" Secret sighed in relief, and finally he was about to talk about the matter.
瑟 "Sir, you still have a feeling for me, right?" He stared at Sir, asking very positively.
Is this what he said?
There was no time to waste time with him. Huo Di stood up, with the softest and most charming smile on his lips, but said to him in the coldest tone: "No smoke at night, even if I feel for you? You know, it ’s not that men ’s desires have nothing to do with love, and sometimes women ’s desires have nothing to do with love!

After talking tremblingly, he narrowed his eyes and stared at Ye Wuyan Qingjun's face lightly.
He didn't seem to expect that Seser would say such a word, and was obviously shocked. He leaned on the bamboo couch, hiding his face in the shadows that could not be seen by the glazed lights, and the handsome features slowly stained a pale gray. . Graceful thin lips clenched, as her words faded.
"Sir!" He called her low, his eyes sharply like two knives, and one glance at her, as if to pinch her heart out, to see if she was still in him.
But she no longer had the feeling of nonsense with him, she reached out and pulled out the crescent knife from the waist little by little. The dim light flickered for a few moments because of the cold knife light.
"No smoke at night, if you can win Che to take Cheer away, then start now!" Secretly stretched her finger on the crescent machete, and the icy air calmed her heart for a moment.
Yan Ye was still sitting on a bamboo couch without smoke, without moving, like a white silhouette for a month.
He frowned, and said coldly, "No smoke at night, why don't you do it? Hurry up!"
He raised his eyelashes, looking at the coldness in the layers of his eyes, and smiled bitterly: "Sir, in this lifetime, I will never do anything with you again, never! Even if you want to kill me, I It's so sweet! "
In that year, he was confronting her, and he photographed her under the cliff. That moment of heartache still tortured him like a heartbreaker, how could he confront her again, never!
He whispered, his heart trembled, and the internal force was originally exerted, and the machete was sharp and cold. Because of his words, the hand holding the machete also trembled slightly.
"Sir, all my life, I only love you. I Lengxue has kindness to me, and I can't let her die. But I didn't expect to hurt you, hurt Cheer! Sir, if you kill me, you can Defeat, then, let's do it! "He stood up with a smile and approached her step by step.
The sound of Tochigi stepping on the ground was soft and gentle, coiled in the quiet room, and a sound knocked on her heart.
He stood there, watching him slowly approach, his chest against her crescent machete. He stood opposite her, with a crescent machete running across it, shining with a cold light.
弯 A machete separated him from her!
In the face of this sharp obstacle, he turned a blind eye and did not have the slightest intention to stop. He still moved forward. As long as there were two more steps, he could hug her.
With a smile on his lips, the dark, moist eyes were like stars twinkling in the night sky, peaceful, deep and beautiful. Just lock her face like that, looking greedily, it never seems to be enough.
The two are very close to each other. They can see each other's emotions.
She saw his affection, and he saw her in shock.
When she heard the sound of sharp blades penetrating into the flesh, she looked down and saw that the machete had penetrated into his chest. Her jade hands trembled, and the pulsating internal force disappeared instantly. The Crescent Scimitar was a soft-bladed sword, without any internal force, it instantly turned into soft fingers, involving him and her.
He smiled, his smile resembled Yu Mo, who was in full bloom, brilliant and charming.
Opening his arms, he stretched the sleeves of the cloud, and in a moment, embraced her into his arms. He locked her firmly in his arms, wrapped her arms around her waist, and then held her hands. He leaned down, resting his forehead against her forehead, and examined her face calmly, watching In the panic in her eyes, he said firmly: "Sir, you still care about me, you still have feelings for me, don't run away, let me use lifelong care to make up for you and Cheer!"
Lips fell, falling, with a burning breath, he kissed her fiercely, constantly calling her name between her lips.
"Sir ... Sir ..."
He thrust his tongue into her mouth, entangled her lips, and kissed her blank all the time. His big palm was constantly moving along her exquisite body, depicting the curve that he thought day and night.
滚 The hot palms of his palms burned with a trace of heat, burning the skin.
Suddenly in her heart, she suddenly reached out and pushed him away from her. She had forgotten that he had lost half of his skill. This push took a lot of skill. The night was smokeless and she was pushed back and pushed back.
He changed his figure a few times before stabilizing the trend of receding, sitting lazily on the bamboo couch behind him.