The plain white silver sleeves are shining, and they overlap with Ye Jiangxue's snow-white plain skirt. They are both plain white, and it seems that the two have become one.

Ye Jiangxue retracted the arm that had penetrated his clothes again, looked at him seriously, and muttered after a long while: "Nothing can be hidden from your eyes."

"You always think about me and your children, why can't you think about yourself?" Yan Junqing sighed helplessly, and kissed her tenderly on her forehead, her purple eyes flashing, showing her heartache.

"Didn't I think about myself... If you are good, I am good, so... well... for you, just for me..." Ye Jiangxue said, and her soft and bright red lips covered Yan Junqing's thin skin.

·Sexy lips.

The soft touch, moist temperature, and the fire of desire that spread from the lips instantly burned.

Their tongues intertwined, their lips and teeth touched, and a feeling like an electric shock spread throughout the body in an instant.

The fragrant and elegant floral fragrance is intertwined with the elegant and free bamboo fragrance, which is ambiguous, ambiguous, luxurious and extravagant.

Ye Jiangxue's soft, wicker-like arms are white and slender, wrapped around Yan Junqing's waist like vines, with a smile between her brows, charming and charming.

Feeling Ye Jiangxue's teasing, Yan Junqing couldn't restrain the suppressed desire in her heart. She smiled lightly, leaned forward, and kissed back more passionately.

The two hugged each other tightly like this, kissing until they were breathless and dizzy. The kiss lasted for centuries, until they were almost suffocating, and then they let go of each other and let themselves go.

"Jiangxue, you must hold on." There was deep worry in Yan Junqing's purple eyes, but she still smiled lightly. The scenery was as clear and moving as the moonlight and morning light.

The poison in her body is spreading too fast. They need time now and Ye Jiangxue needs the highest willpower to support everything.

Ye Jiangxue was calm and didn't seem to be worried at all.

Isn't it just blood? There's nothing to worry about. She really doesn't believe that a heroine like her will die young. After all, someone Liu still has to live. It's not that fun to be strangled to death by millions of readers.

, right? Right?

——Mr. Liu said, um...don’t answer.

Glancing at Ye Jiangxue's careless and fearless look, Yan Junqing sighed helplessly and looked up to the sky.

After a while, he suddenly hugged Ye Jiangxue tightly into his arms again.

"Junqing, I love you so much, how could I be willing to leave you?" Ye Jiangxue smiled lightly and pecked Yan Junqing on the face. Her eyes were full of smiles.

When Yan Junqing was stunned for a moment, Ye Jiangxue let out another "squeak", and then, her small white hands couldn't wait to tear at Yan Junqing's clothes, her eyes were burning and she was salivating.

Maybe it was because he used too much force, and after a while, little red marks appeared on Yan Junqing's fair and tender skin.

Ye Jiangxue's furry little paws moved quickly and quickly. After a while, he saw that Mr. Xiang's clothes were disheveled and his face was crimson.

The gentle wind blew gently through the Qingliang Hall, shaking the plain white gauze of the Qingliang Hall, and the light blue glazed bead curtain made a tinkling sound as it was inlaid.

At some point, the moon was already setting in the west and it was getting late.

In the dim room, Yan Junqing raised her hand slightly, flicked her fingers, and immediately the candle flame flickered and the red candle shed tears.
Chapter completed!