Killer at the age of 12: Lying and laughing among peach blossoms

Xuanyuan Luoyu placed Mu Yue in the bright red brocade tent, and her black hair spread out like an ink painting on the brocade quilt where the mandarin ducks were playing in the water, making her skin like snow and her person like beautiful jade even more.

Mu Yue subconsciously wanted to sit up.

Xuanyuan Luoyu took a step faster, with his hands already on her shoulders, he bent down to look at her.

His strength is not too big or too small, just enough to control her from getting up and not hurting her: "Mumu."

He called her again, his eyes were so deep that he wanted to suck someone in. [

Although I hate her for being heartless and ruthless, even though I hate her for seeing only the master and not myself.

But he never stopped wanting to tie her by his side for the rest of his life.

Now, she is finally his justifiable wife, and she is lying on the wedding bed he prepared for her, in his arms...

This feeling of being about to have is really not ordinary, and I can't help calling her name, calling this unique name for her.

He didn't do anything, just calling her like this, his heartstrings trembled.

Under his gaze, Mu Yue couldn't help being nervous, and her pretty face turned red again.

The red lips were also tense and dry.She swallowed, stretched out the tip of her tongue and licked her lips: "Xuanyuan Luoyu..."

He stretched out a finger to touch her red lips: "Hey, call me husband." He didn't like being called by her first name.

His body leaned lower, his handsome face was close to her cheek, not more than a foot away, and his warm breath lingered on her face.

Mu Yue felt that her face was about to burn, and she couldn't help but licked her lips again...

Xuanyuan Luoyu's eyes suddenly became darker, and she sighed softly: "Mu Mu." She bowed her head and kissed her...

Mu Yue's eyes blurred, and his lips were already tightly kissed by him.

His gentle lips sucked repeatedly between her lips with nostalgia, and the tip of his tongue carefully traced the shape of her delicate red lips.

The unique familiar aura on his body brought bursts of heat that penetrated people's hearts as his body approached. Bleak Bleak 