Chapter 9 No trickle can become a river and sea (one more)

Chapter 9 No trickle can be a river or a sea

"Don't ......" As soon as Chen Ying touched Li Xiuning's skin, he felt that her body temperature was frighteningly high. Just when Chen Ying wondered if Li Xiuning was sick, Li Xiuning exclaimed, "Don't ...... No, I haven't drunk it yet! ”

"Drink it again tomorrow!" Chen Ying said a little impatiently: "The candles have all been extinguished, and it is too troublesome to light them again!" ”

"No way!" Li Xiuning's attitude was extremely resolute and said: "This is not in line with etiquette!" ”

Seeing Li Xiuning's resolute attitude, Chen Ying had no choice but to order the green beads to relight the flower candle, 合卺 (jǐn)" (卺 meaning originally a gourd divided into two scoops), the ancient saying has "εˆεΊθ€Œι†‘", Kong Yingda explained, "A gourd is divided into two scoops, and the son-in-law and the woman each hold a piece of 醑 (that is, to drink the mouth with wine), and the meaning of marriage is extended to marriage."

After a long period of hard work, I finally finished drinking the wine.

The candle flame is flickering, as the saying goes, look at the beauty under the lamp. Li Xiuning was already beautiful and stunning, and under the swaying lights, she was three points better than the day, and Chen Ying couldn't help but be stupid for a while. lost his mind in an instant, and Chen Ying turned into a demon.

However, before he could make the next move, Li Xiuning gently pushed Chen Ying and said, "Look at you, you smell sour, go take a bath!" ”

Chen Yingzi thought that Li Xiuning wanted to leave the best memory of the candle night in the cave room. Just do as you say, let the green beads and red sleeves prepare the bath water.

Chen Ying just walked to the door, turned his head to look, but saw that Li Xiuning also got up immediately. Li Xiuning got up and blushed and said, "Chen Lang, I will serve you to bathe!" ”

"No need, if you serve, we won't be able to sleep tonight!" Chen Ying smiled, pursed his lips, and pecked Li Xiuning's red lips. Although Li Xiuning had read this in the villain's book, he was still so ashamed that his face was flushed, and although he was a little twisted, he still followed Chen Ying.

With a shallow kiss, Chen Ying rushed to the bathroom. Bathing is unavoidable, but it can increase speed.

Everyone has a love for beauty. Ancient and modern, Chinese and foreign, no exception. Confucius said with emotion, I have not seen a virtuous person like a lustful person. Later generations often say that marrying a wife should be virtuous, but seeing beautiful women is still flocking to it. The same is true for the Han people, and they do not hide their lustful hobbies at all, as can be seen in the inscription "Be a good wife as if you are yourself" on the Han mirror. Danji is Daji, a famous disaster, but the Han people still fancy her beauty and hope to marry a beautiful woman like Daji.

It's not just men who are, but women too. Li Xiuning is fascinated by Chen Ying's handsomeness, even if Chen Ying has been gone for a long time, she still closes her eyes and savors.

Just then, footsteps were heard. Li Xiuning didn't have to look back, and he knew that the only person who could sneak into the room without knowing it was He Yue'er.

Li Xiuning had a different kind of expectation in her heart, and she was a little nervous, she said a little crampedly: "You have already won it, is he very strong?" ”

He Yue'er's eyes narrowed into crescent moons, glanced at Li Xiuning, stretched out her hand to cover her face and laughed non-stop. "Princess, this kind of thing...... How embarrassed to say. ”

"What's embarrassing." Li Xiuning disagreed. "The way of yin and yang, when balance is the beauty, if the strength is invincible, it is inevitable that there will be yang dryness and yin deficiency. If you are not strong enough, won't you fail you and me? ”

He Yue'er let go of her hand and showed a sly look. "It's better to see the princess than to hear it, wait a while, and you'll know how strong he really is."

"No, I'm going to listen now." Li Xiuning pounced and stretched out his hands to He Yue'er's armpits. He Yue'er is most afraid of itching, this is her death point, Li Xiuning grabbed a quasi-child, and just got started, He Yue'er immediately laughed, and begged for mercy while twisting her body: "Princess, princess, can you spare me...... Just spare me...... I say...... I said no, yet? ”

Li Xiuning did not continue to embarrass He Yue'er, but she still looked at He Yue'er vigilantly, once she disobeyed a little, let her repay the taste of the dragon eighteen scratches.

He Yue'er's face was as red as the morning glow, and her eyes were a little confused: "He is very strong, just like a beast." ”

After speaking, He Yue'er's figure flashed and disappeared into the new house.

After a while, footsteps were heard. Chen Ying smiled lightly: "Madam, I'm here for my husband!" ”

Hearing this, Li Xiuning held her breath and her heart was pounding.

Chen Ying came to Li Xiuning, stretched out his arm, and said to Li Xiuning: "Sanniang, you smell it, there is absolutely no smell!" ”

Li Xiuning was at a loss, Chen Ying took advantage of the situation and grabbed Li Xiuning by the waist.

Holding the beautiful woman in his arms, Chen Yingfu imagined.

Every man has a dream of drinking the strongest wine, riding the most powerful horse, and sleeping with the most beautiful woman. With Chen Ying's identity, even if there is no high-grade liquor at this time, as long as Chen Ying wants to drink it, he has to drink it, even if he drinks it every day, he can afford it. Chen Ying wants to think of a BMW or Pegasus like Chitu, as long as he wants to find it, it will not be difficult.

Now, Chen Ying has finally gotten what he wanted.

"Chen Lang ......"

"Shhh......h ”

Li Xiuning was startled and looked around. "Here...... And someone else? ”

"Not here, there." Chen Ying stretched out his hand and pointed to the bright moon outside the window. "Don't dare to raise your voice, for fear of frightening the people in heaven."

"Don't dare to raise your voice, for fear of frightening the people in heaven!" Li Xiuning naturally knew that Chen Ying was teasing her, and she smiled slightly: "Chen Lang is a good literary talent, and his export is a chapter, is this your new poem?" ”

Chen Ying silently said to Li Bai's fat man at this time: "Poet Li is sorry, who called you so famous!" ”

Chen Ying nodded and said: "The dangerous building is a hundred feet high, and you can pick the stars with your hands; I dare not raise my voice, for fear of frightening the people in heaven. ”

Li Xiuning fell in an instant, and a beautiful picture unconsciously appeared in her mind.

However, Chen Ying was not idle. Inadvertently, she successfully captured Li Xiuning's defense, and when Li Xiuning came back to her senses, she found that Chen Ying's big hand was roaming her smooth skin.

Chen Ying's hand seemed to carry endless magic power, and wherever he passed, his body was like an electric shock. Li Xiuning was both shy and a little nervous, her two hands were stirred together, there was nowhere to put it, her head was lowered, and her chin was almost touching her chest, revealing a slender and white neck.

Chen Ying looked hot and reached out to pick her chin. Li Xiuning didn't dare to look at Chen Ying's eyes, closed his eyes, his long and dense eyelashes flickered in a panic, his delicate facial features were like porcelain in the moonlight, his snort was fluttering, his cherry lips were slightly open, his body was obviously getting hotter and hotter, but he couldn't help but tremble, and the fragrance became more and more intense, emanating from every pore, enveloping Chen Ying in it.

Chen Ying couldn't help but lower his head and kissed the tip of Li Xiuning's nose. Li Xiuning let out a vague murmur: "I have to meet Chen Lang, and I am fortunate to have three lives." He is stupid by nature, does not understand the amorous feelings, and hopes that Chen Lang will pity him. ”

Chen Ying did not answer, it should be silent at this moment.

Chen responded to Li Xiuning with practical actions, Chen Ying can also be regarded as an old driver, up and down, kissing passionately, and soon, Li Xiuning completely fell, his body was soft into a mess of mud, and his body temperature rose even more, a little hot.

Li Xiuning gritted her teeth, not wanting to let herself make that embarrassing sound, however, the more she endured it, the more blood gushed from her nose.

When a trickle converges into a river, when the battle horn sounds, the sky is pierced.

Li Xiuning is also waiting for the last moment to come.

Chen Ying called softly: "Sanniang, I'm here!" ”

Li Xiuning nodded vaguely.

Chen should have gotten permission from Li Xiuning to break through with a gun.

A long groan full of joy burst out from the depths of his heart, and Li Xiuning cried with joy.

Chen Ying is an excellent general, on the battlefield, firmly grasp the initiative, he knows the art of war very well, step by step, in simple terms, the art of war is vividly displayed, again and again Li Xiuning, who is new to personnel, to the peak.

The breeze came, the shadows of the trees swayed, and the leaves rustled, like a soft murmur, like a low harmony. The beautiful scenery of a good day lives up to the beauty.

Chen Ying was chasing after the victory, but he was bitter for He Yue'er, who was listening outside.

As Li Xiuning's personal maid, unless Li Xiuning agrees, she is Li Xiuning's shadow, and she will be by Li Xiuning's side at any time, even if she is married.

At this time, He Yue'er, who was dressed in the Five Elements Retreat Wood Retreat Technique, fused her body with the tree outside the window.

However, if there was no trilling sound from the depths of the soul, He Yue'er felt as if she had experienced a storm.

If you don't accumulate trickles, you can't become rivers and seas.

The high-pitched sound from the soul finally sounded like a flash flood. He Yue'er gritted her teeth and hurriedly went to change her clothes and pants.

PS: Yesterday it was out of chapter, and it was sprayed wildly by many book friends. This pot is not carried by the old Cheng, it is a policy issue. It's not that I can't write a similar plot, and when I write the script, I can't write it as a bed scene, and the director arranges it himself. It needs to be written in detail, and it is written in three parts. No matter how explicit it it is, there is no problem with the script, but the restrictions on online articles are too strict.