Nagato has a thin waist

Feng Yun had a little deer racing around in his heart, and he was extremely nervous.

She didn't know why she was nervous. It wasn't the first time. They had been sharing the same bed together for more than a year...

Two lives entangled, but this man is still the same...

Feng Yun looked at him blankly, his eyes suddenly feeling hot.

"How do you want me to thank you, Your Majesty?"

Her tone was too serious, which seemed to break the charm of the moment.

Pei Ran's eyes changed slightly, he slowly lowered his head, looked at her face seriously, and passed his palm across her forehead.

"You do not want it?"

Feng Yun shook his head and hugged his neck softly, "I just suddenly thought of many things."

Pei Ran slowly hugged her and lay down, hugging each other.

He said nothing, as if ready to listen.

Feng Yun relaxed and suddenly thought of a sentence he didn't know where.

"Love is stronger than gold, it is better to treat each other as guests."

She and Pei Ran have been married for so long, and their love is not as strong as Jin Jian, but they treat each other as guests, which is probably what they have done.

Feng Yun smiled, closed his eyes, and leaned on Pei Ran's shoulder.

"General."

Pei Ran looked down at her, his eyes bottomless.

When she calls General, her mood is fuller than when she calls King, and there is no joking when calling Pei Gou.

She was smiling, and her eyes were full of smiles.

"It seems like we have all broken our oath."

Pei Madang's body tensed, "Huh?"

Feng Yun put his hand from his waist and slowly hugged him tightly.

"We clearly agreed to be a couple, but now they look like a real couple..."

Pei Ran raised his eyes slightly, but did not answer her words, but gently unbuttoned her thin pajamas, which were all gray in the sky.

"It's so hot." Feng Yun hummed, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

His clothes were half unbuttoned and he felt much cooler.

Pei Madang raised his eyes: "What about doing some silly things?"

Feng Yun laughed, his eyes full of light, like autumn pupils, extremely beautiful, but his expression and movements were extremely lazy, like a cat, blooming in his palm, showing him his softness.

Pei Madang's eyes became thicker and deeper.

No man in the world can escape her clutches, right?

Neither can he.

Pei Madang sped up the movements of his hands, hugging each other, impatient...

The wind blows from the window, bringing with it the coolness after the summer heat, and the gauze curtains are raised and swaying leisurely.

The room is filled with the light and pleasant fragrance of laughing lotus, which seems to be entangled with each other's breath...

Feng Yun's scalp was numb, but his consciousness was extremely clear.

There were calluses on his palms left by years of sword-playing, and they roughly brushed against her delicate skin, making her tremble uncontrollably and even want to scream...

"General..."

Feng Yun grabbed his hand and shook his head.

Pei Ran lowered his palm and caressed her tailbone.

She snorted, "I used to often think..."

"What are you thinking about?"

"The general...had a woman before?"

Although some things can be learned by oneself without a teacher, there is a big difference between a man who has had women and a young boy who is just starting out.

Take Ao Qi for example, that kind of youthfulness that is visible to the naked eye and that cannot be restrained is completely reflected on his face, allowing her to see through it at a glance.

But Pei Ran couldn't see through her.

It is said that the general is not a womanizer, but when it comes to the secrets of the house, he is incomparable to ordinary people, and even completely better than Feng Yun's experience in his previous life. This allowed her to reasonably guess that he must have been teased by other women...

Pei Madang held her hand tightly and stared down.

It was obviously difficult for him to understand Feng Yun's complex inner activities.

"What nonsense?"

"I'm not talking nonsense..." Feng Yun moved very gently, passed between his waist and abdomen, and rubbed gently and slowly. It didn't drive him crazy, but almost made him lose his ability to think.

"It's your first time and mine, not the general's first time, right?"

Pei Ran thought for a while, "Is Yun Niang praising me?"

Feng Yun raised his eyebrows, "How did you say this?"

It was clearly an interrogation.

Pei Ran said: "Don't torture me."

He paused, his voice was as hoarse as a lack of water, filled with the chill of longing.

"We haven't had one for a long time..."

He lowered his head, and his breath seemed to fall on her ears. His voice was soft and hoarse, with an ambiguous atmosphere, "I wonder when will I be able to reach the Lotus Lane and see all the flowers after the rain?"

Feng Yun understood the meaning of his words.

In fact, it's not that she's unwilling, it's that she loves herself too much now.

She was really scared, worried that he would lose control and hurt himself.

Under his eager gaze, the tension suddenly rose.

Feng Yun gritted his teeth slightly, "It's not all your fault..."

"How about blaming me?"

Feng Yun lowered her gaze, then quickly looked away, "Although Mr. Lang is good, he is too..." She slurred her words, and it took a long time to spit out the word "big" between her teeth.

A touch of coquettishness, like hibiscus in autumn water, how can it not make people feel pity?

Pei Ran unknowingly relaxed a little...

The gauze cabinet moved, and a strand of black silk poured down from the edge of the couch, as if trembling in the breeze.

The room is elegant.

The fragrance stirs.

For a while, Feng Yun's consciousness was dissociated. The book she cherished most fell to the ground, and she didn't even notice it. Her body shuddered slightly from his wanton love and affection. Her whole body seemed to be dominated by some invisible force. Gradually becoming sweaty...

"Yunniang..."

Pei Ran suddenly called her.

Feng Yun opened his eyes and met a pair of dark eyes.

She hummed weakly.

"Does it hurt?" he asked softly, with a restrained tone in his voice.

"No……"

"Then why are you shaking?"

"..."

Feng Yun was about to be made to cry by him, but he asked her knowingly.

It was also at this moment that she found that Pei Jue was very different from his previous life. For example, he would be very restrained in the room. Even if he wanted it, as long as she showed a little displeasure, he would stop.

The general in his previous life would not do that.

For example, what he asked just now...

The two of them have been together for so long. In the past, she always tied her with a cloth strip to prevent him from invading her too much. Today, she did not use it. In fact, she also had a plan to let him do whatever he wanted to thank him for the great fortune he brought to the two docks...

However, he did not follow the trend. Instead, he patiently served her and always put her first...

"General..." Feng Yun's eyes brightened a little, "You have changed..."

"Hmm?" Pei Jue closed his eyes and held her waist with his palm.

Feng Yun was thinking about how to express her feelings without revealing the secret of rebirth. Unexpectedly, he suddenly tightened his arms around her waist and went straight to her stomach...

"Pei Gou!"

Feng Yun was scared to death by his collision.

He stopped and gently hugged her soothingly, like coaxing a disobedient child. His voice was hoarse and even his breathing seemed to hide suppressed emotions. "Loosen up, do you want to kill me?"

Feng Yun's cheeks were red, like the morning glow in the sky, and there was an inexplicable tenderness in her eyes.

"Yun Niang is shy?"

"...No."

How could she be shy?

Feng Yun would not admit this. It's not the first time for a little girl. How could she be so embarrassed? But she just couldn't control it. Her heart was beating like thunder and her cheeks were hot as if she fell into a steamer.

She didn't understand herself, but suddenly realized something. A woman's love is related to her mood.