The big guy kept dying and became a white moonlight

Chapter 390

Concubine Jiang was a little surprised. Luo Heng saw that he didn't make a detour this time. Could it be that he was overthinking it?
Gee.

In fact, the old ancestor liked to see his shy appearance.

Why not continue!

How fun to hide and seek!

Aunt Jiang walked over and asked him, "Have you eaten yet?"

Luo Heng looked at the girl who came over, and subconsciously squeezed his sleeves with his snow-white fingertips, shaking his head: "Not yet."

"Then let's go together!" Aunt Jiang walked past him, "After eating, let's take a nap together."

The servants passing by in the mansion: "..."

They can't hear or can't hear.

The daytime declaration of y still exists.

When Luo Heng heard this, he choked for a moment.

Almost half a month has passed, and even though he and Aunt Jiang slept on the same bed every night, they had never had any relationship, just like those couples who are strangers, respecting each other like guests.

He also understood what Jiang Yu said casually.

Before changing it, Luo Heng would probably feel lucky and satisfied, but now, for some reason, there always seems to be a hint of disappointment in Luo Heng's heart.

It seems that subconsciously longing to go further with Jiang Yu.

But at the moment Luo Heng has not realized this.

He just pursed his lips, walked over with a slight nod, and replied: "Okay."

After she was full, Aunt Jiang rubbed her belly contentedly, then stretched.

Well, sure enough, it is easy to get sleepy after eating and drinking.

Then Aunt Jiang lay on the bed, beckoned to Luo Heng who was not far away, and patted the place beside her, like an old-fashioned rascal: "Beauty, come and have a good time with Gu~"

Luo Heng: "..."

He sighed helplessly, but walked over obediently.

She was planning to take a nap with her clothes on, but who knew that as soon as she walked to the window, she was grabbed by a flirtatious old woman on the bed, dragged onto the bed, and pressed under her.

Luo Heng froze.

In the next second, the girl grabbed her lips and kissed him gently.

He was powerless to resist, or maybe he was unwilling to resist, he obediently let her be under his body, clasped his fingers ambiguously and tenderly with her.

Perhaps, it was really proclaiming y in the daytime.

Messy and half faded, boundless looming, skin white and delicate, soft and beautiful lines, hooking people to commit crimes inch by inch.

Luo Heng's breathing was rapid, his beautifully shaped long eyes were shining and deep, and the light green pupils were not as clear and clear as before. At this time, there was an endless abyss and darkness, a decadent and bewitching sense of beauty, abstinent and pitiful.

But suddenly she pulled away and left, lazily lying beside him.

Those skinny and boneless little hands touched his abdominal muscles with great satisfaction, and said, "Sleep, sleep~"

Luo Heng: "?"

He was stunned for a few seconds, and it was really unbelievable that the girl stopped just like that.

The fire that had been stirred up was so powerful that it could not be extinguished.

The girl had already fallen asleep leaning against his chest, leaving him frowning in agony.

But looking at the girl's sleeping face, no matter how much Luo Heng felt uncomfortable, it turned into a helpless sigh.

Turn out the Buddhist scriptures that I had nothing to read before in my mind.

After a hundred times of silent recitation, the anger in my heart was barely extinguished.

Just when he was about to close his eyes and squint for a while, the girl lying next to him rubbed against him without knowing how serious it was.

Luo Heng: "..."

The momentum of starting a prairie fire has returned to its peak.

(End of this chapter)