rebirth concubine vicious

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Feeling the person in his arms move slightly, Huangfu smiled meaninglessly, placed his chin on the top of her head and rubbed it gently. "I survived the most difficult times. Now, I still have a wife.

, those past things are nothing. From now on, I will protect my wife. I said, I will not let you suffer in this life, I will always protect you. So, don’t be alone

Are you doing those things? If you want to deal with Jue'er, I can help you!"

Hearing this, Qingluo suddenly raised her head and looked at him in disbelief! He... knew?

"I don't know why you hate him so much. But, I will help you. As long as you want it, as long as I can do it, I can do it for you." He stretched out his hand, held her cheek, and forced

She looked at him. The coolness of her tentacles made him frown slightly.

Why, she was always so cold, so cold that it made his heart ache. He always remembered that on the day of their wedding, she huddled up into a very small ball, huddled in the innermost part of the bed.

So what kind of injury forced it out?!

He reached out and took her stiff body into his arms. He heard her muffled voice in his arms, "Azheng, can I tell you a story too?"

"There was once a woman who was very stupid. Because a man gave her a little warmth, she gave everything for it. She almost died again and again, and she made suggestions again and again. Finally, she helped her husband get everything

What he wanted. But what was the result?" She suddenly smiled foolishly, broke away from Huangfu Zheng's arms and looked up at him. "In the end, her husband killed her with a knife! But, God will not destroy her, she will be reborn.

Come……"

After saying this, she staggered back a few steps and slowly squatted down.

In her mind, those miserable cries kept coming and going. The past events began to torment her body and mind again. How many times in the middle of the night she dreamed back, she always felt that those people asked her again, why didn't she avenge them?!

The cold body was suddenly covered by a warm body. A little warmth penetrated from her skin into her limbs. She felt him reaching out to hold her catkins and whispering in her ear. "

It's okay, it's all over. From now on, you have me!"

"Azheng?" She raised her head almost instinctively, wanting to follow his gentle gaze. But her lips happened to touch his, and the soft touch made each other's minds flutter. The most primitive breath seemed to be on the verge of breaking out.

On the table, the orange-red candlelight danced happily, and a popping sound broke a certain string in the hearts of the two of them.

Hua Qingluo wanted to escape, but her body was hugged tightly by him, unable to move. She could only bear his light kisses, little by little, tingling, like countless peach petals sliding across her face, leaving behind

A hint of dew-like moisture.

Indoors, the cold spring suddenly warmed up. He stretched out his hand and gently opened the veil she was wearing. His slender fingers went all the way down, tracing a fire dragon on her smooth back. Look at her blushing face and small mouth.

With a slightly open look, his eyes darkened for a moment, and finally he picked her up and walked to the bed.

Hua Qingluo looked at his eyes that were almost overflowing in a daze, feeling that her whole heart was melted by him in the pool of spring water under his eyes, floating and drifting.

The silk quilt was slightly cold. When her body touched the cold quilt, her whole body trembled, and all her rationality returned in an instant. She shrank inward like a conditioned reflex.

Huangfu Zheng was stunned for a moment, then put all the lust on his face away and smiled gently at her. "It's getting late, you should rest early. I'll continue to sleep on my feet."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and closed the window, took out the quilt and lay down on the footrest.

The room fell into silence. Qingluo stared blankly at Huangfu Zheng, who had turned his back and was lying on the footrest, and couldn't tell what he felt in his heart.

She hugged her knees and sat down, putting her head on her knees, thinking for a long time. Finally, she moved out of the bed as if she had made up her mind, stretched out her hand and pulled his sleeves and said.

"You, come up and sleep."

The sound was not loud, it could even be said to be as thin as a mosquito. But in Huangfu Zheng's ears, he only felt it was a roar. He turned around and looked at her in disbelief, his eyes clearly full of joy and disbelief.

Qingluo looked directly into his eyes, finally turned over and said awkwardly, "I, I just don't want you to catch a cold again. Then I will have to make medicine for you."

Huangfu Zheng didn't tell her clumsy lie, he just smiled more and more happily. He turned over lightly and got on the bed, covering her under him.

The tips of their noses touched each other, and each other's breath sprayed on each other's bodies without reservation, and the warmth was intoxicating. "Madam, do you know what this means?"

His breath lightly touched her face, tickling her unbearably. For a moment, Qinluo's face turned red, and she turned away without saying a word. However, her delicate body became red and hot little by little.

In her previous life, she wasn't very clear about love affairs. At that time, Huangfu Jue didn't often get along with her. They mostly read books and studied strategies together. What's more, Huangfu Jue never talked to her like this. Their affection was endless.

This word would never happen to Huangfu Jue and Hua Qingluo.

Feeling the changes in her body, Huangfu smiled slightly and reached out to gently untie her shirt. With a move of his fingers, the last bit of covering on her body flew to the ground like a butterfly.

Qingluo became increasingly embarrassed and simply closed her eyes tightly. However, she didn't expect that Huangfu Zheng had no intention of letting her go. He leaned over and kissed her eyes, every time with great care.

"Madam?" He called her softly and clearly felt her body tremble slightly. He knew that she was very nervous.

His hands slowly moved down and hugged her slender waist. His lips lightly touched her earlobes, allowing her to soften her somewhat stiff body little by little.

On the red bed curtain, pictures of mandarin ducks crossing their necks are vividly displayed. And below, the two of them are like glue, with endless spring.

"It will hurt a little, bear with it..." Huangfu was whispering softly as her vision became blurred, and his body suddenly sank.

"Well..." The sudden feeling caused Hua Qingluo's body to arch up sharply, and she was forced to bear everything Huangfu Zheng had to endure.

The red candle on the table made a crackling sound, and the flames on it flickered twice, as if feeling happy for something.

In the tent, the everlasting music suddenly sounded, one after another, intoxicating the soul...

－－－－－－Digression－－－－－

Ahem...you know, in this infinitely harmonious society, we cannot be too disharmonious! Imagine, um...imagine!