When Yan Beicheng spoke, all the breath from her mouth sprayed on the neck of Mo Shanghua. She only felt a warm and itchy itch between her neck. She could not help but shrink back, and her white cheek turned red slightly.
Yan Beicheng's deep eyes have been following Mo Shanghua's face. Seeing her like this, he has increased his strength to take her into his arms, and their bodies are tightly attached to each other.
Mo Shanghua's cheek is more and more red, "Yan Beicheng, you…"
She obviously felt that Yan Beicheng's cold body was gradually hot, and even her eyes were gradually deep and burning.
Yan Beicheng didn't speak, but the big palm with clear bones tightly held the slender and soft waist of Mo Shanghua, and the fire in his heart had already burned.
To the depth of love, he leaned over to kiss the rosy and plump lips.
The flower heart on the street panics. I'm afraid that Yan Beicheng can't control himself even if he kisses him. I push him with both hands, and I'm not idle. I'll kick him out of bed with a kick.
But don't want to, Yan North City's reaction is faster, before he is about to fall into bed, stretched out his hand to pull a flower on the road, will she together with that big red brocade was pulled down together.
Only listen to the "bang" of a loud noise, two people are already disheveled, posture is not elegant fell to the ground.
Qin Ya kneads her sleepy eyes and walks in. When she sees them in such a posture, her face suddenly shows a strong color of gossip.
Mo Shanghua was embarrassed for a while. She was about to explain. Then she saw that Qin Ya covered her mouth and went out again with a smile. She closed the door tightly again.
Flowers on the street
Yan Beicheng was very happy when he saw the sudden depression on the face of Mo Shanghua. He simply lay on the ground, his eyes were like thousands of stars, staring at her with a smile.
Mo Shanghua gets up and pulls out the brocade which is pressed by Yan Beicheng. He shakes away the dust on the brocade quilt and goes back to the bed.
Yan Beicheng didn't get angry at all, and then he came in with no skin and no face. Before he could react, he leaned over her forehead and gave her a kiss. Then he turned around and turned his back to her, "sleep."
Mo Shanghua raised her hand and touched her forehead. She felt that the place where Yan Beicheng had kissed her was as hot as fire.
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The next day
it seems that in order to implement what Qin Ya saw yesterday, Yan Beicheng did not leave early today, but also left to have breakfast with Mo Shanghua, which made Qin Ya keep casting ambiguous eyes at Mo Shanghua, and holding dishes for her in her hands. She was too tired yesterday, so she should mend her body.
For this aspect, Mo Shanghua's face is very thin. When she teases her for two games, she can't help but calm her face and scold her: "if you are making a fool of yourself, you will be punished for washing clothes for three months."
Qin Ya flattened her mouth. With an innocent look on her face, she said in a low voice, "the princess is used to bullying maidservants. She has the ability to bully the prince."
Although put down voice, but Mo Shanghua still put her words in the ear, can't help but once again angry at her.
Qin Ya spat out her tongue. She was obviously not afraid of it, but she still kept her mouth shut and stopped talking.
Yanbei city was smiling from beginning to end. Looking at this scene, seeing the flowers on the street, he said, "the princess is right. You little girl really talk a lot."
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