The Dark Emperor's Pet Mark: The Arrogant Empress Loves to Play with Fire

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"Don't you think my hair color is weird?" In the 21st century, it was normal to dye your hair, but in the feudal ancient times, it looked weird. In the military camp, there must be someone behind the scenes. She could point it out, but because she and Yan Yu were so close, they didn't dare to say anything publicly, Bei Xiaoxiao thought to herself.

"I don't know how the color of your hair is different from ours, but it is enough for me to know that you are human just like me." Yan Yu reached out and raised Bei Xiaoxiao's tender cheeks, staring at her. Eyes said seriously.

"What if I'm not human?" After hearing what he said, Bei Xiaoxiao's heart finally settled down. At first, she wanted to darken her hair, but he said he liked my hair color, so she gave up. The idea came up, and then asked playfully.

"Even if you're not human, I won't let you go. Who let you steal my heart." Yan Yu bowed down and pressed a light kiss on her forehead and announced domineeringly. [

"You are lying, who stole your heart." Bei Xiaoxiao gently reached out and beat his chest, a sweet feeling rose from the bottom of her heart, he said that she stole his heart Heart, why didn't he steal her heart?

"It's you, little girl." The amber eyes looked at her face and gradually became darker.

The atmosphere suddenly became a bit charming, which made her a little embarrassed. Bei Xiaoxiao smiled dryly and said, "Don't talk nonsense, I didn't...well..." Before she had time to say a few more words for herself, a picture of The pink and tender mouth has been sealed by him, and he couldn't help but let out a moan, only feeling his heart beating violently, his brain went blank, and the surrounding air seemed to be emptied by him suddenly.

Yan Yu's kiss was very gentle, as if she was worried that if she kissed too hard, it would hurt her, the intoxicating breath entangled with each other,

She felt the warm breath lingering between her lips, and her tender white arms like lotus roots slowly embraced his neck, from a delicate and timid resistance to a bold kiss back.

Don't make her an ordinary shy daughter-in-law. In front of the person she likes, she doesn't need to hide her pleasure. She resisted him before because they hadn't established any relationship at that time, but now it's different. At the point where life and death are agreed, what else does she need to resist?