Taking advantage of the night, Ye Qinghuan put on his clothes and slipped out of the side door of the Regent's Mansion.

In the dark night, a joking voice sounded.

"How? Xiao Nian, I said that the little county lord will definitely go to the ancient mansion in the west of the city, right? Xilouyue's enchanting starry eyes shone a little in the dark night, with a little bit of banter.

Bai Xiaonian kicked the stone and snorted, "What's the big deal?" Anyway, after this time, my sister will definitely like the big brother! ”

"That's not necessarily, I see the personality of the little county lord ......" Xilou Yue's eyes darkened, and he didn't say any more.

He hoped she liked her big brother.

In this way, he and Xiao Nian have a chance, right?

If they had been following that Murong Jiu, none of them would have to stare dryly.

Tong Yi stood in the dark place of the ancient mansion in the west of the city, watching the petite figure disappear into the ancient mansion, and the corners of his lips were faintly hooked into a light smile.

She finally came.

If she didn't come, Murong Jiu would actually go to the Regent's Mansion, but it was just ...... Now is not the best time to go to the Regent's Palace, it will be another hour.

Tong Yi turned around lightly, he thought, the little county lord will not return to the regent palace tonight.

Inside the old house.

Murong Jiu and Yi were half-lying on the bed, with a pair of eyes that were so beautiful that they were not like words, with a hint of coldness, he was thinking about his enemy, the master of Yan Fu, and the intention behind every move of the master of Yan Fu.

When I heard the strange movement outside the window, the coldness suddenly disappeared from my eyes.

In its place, there is a deep tenderness.

The perfect diamond lips were raised slightly, revealing an evil smile.

As soon as the wind was near, he directly stretched out his hand and hugged the man in the dark.

Turning over neatly, he pressed his small body against the bed, staring at the big watery eyes that were also extremely bright in the night, and his voice was hoarse with a hint of evil: "Throw yourself into your arms? ”

Ye Qinghuan slapped him on the shoulder angrily: "So it must be me?" ”

What should I do if I hug the wrong person? She'd throw him into the spring and wash him ten times!

"Silly girl, you don't need to ask this question again, I know you when you turn to ashes." Murong Jiu laughed lowly, and a gentle kiss fell on the delicate eyebrows, one, two, as soft as a feather, and sultry.

Ye Qinghuan shuddered, I don't know if it was because of Murong Jiu's words, or because of Murong Jiu's kiss.

She closed her eyes, enjoying his kiss like a breeze, and murmured in her small mouth: "Uncle Nine, are you particularly reluctant to part with me?" Can't help but want to cry? ”

Murong Jiu's kiss paused slightly, and he laughed sullenly: "Your ninth uncle and I ...... It's not so unproductive. ”

As he spoke, he continued his delicate kiss, as if he wanted to kiss every skin on her face, deeply imprinted in her heart before he would stop.

"Yes, I'm not going to make it." Ye Qinghuan was upset, twisted the man on his body, twisted his body maliciously, and rubbed the most sensitive point of the man.

She heard the man's breathing pause slightly, and the corners of her lips curled in satisfaction.

Make your mouth hard!

"Instead of seeing Huanhuan crying like this because she wants to be separated from me...... I'd rather make Huanhuan cry, that might be more enjoyable. Murong Jiu stared at the little red mouth with interest, and his eyebrows raised wickedly.

Ye Qinghuan: "......"

She has never been able to figure out that she is such a cold and mighty ninth uncle...... How did you tell her all this lewdness?

Is he really not stressed at all?