stocking the prince to death

Chapter 1115 I May Be Decadent

With Wen Xiang nephrite in her bosom, Ji Ruyue restrained herself in the first place.

What's more, he knew that Xiao Qi was tired.

Naturally, he would not do anything to Mo Qi.

But as soon as the soft and waxy voice came to his ears, his Adam's apple couldn't help rolling.

Looking down at the girl who was not aware of it in her sleep, he bit Mo Qi's lips hard.

Then, the long tongue drove straight in.

It was directly entangled with Mo Qi's fragrant tongue.

Mo Qi felt as if his nose and mouth were blocked.

She wanted to breathe, but couldn't.

In an instant, she woke up with a start.

However, as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a face that seemed to have been kissed by God.

Mo Qi said: "..." WTF? ? ?

what happened?
Ji Ruyue's gaze gradually became tinged with fire.

Under Mo Qi's surprised expression, he whispered: "I didn't want to touch you at first, but...you provoked me first."

If it wasn't for Xiao Qi's words to kiss, Ji Ruyue felt that she would never be dismissed so early.

At this moment, Mo Qi didn't know that he teased Ji Ruyue when he was in a daze.

However, when Ji Ruyue wanted to do something, Mo Qi panicked, and then directly used the teleportation technique to teleport out of Ji Ruyue's arms.

Ji Ruyue: "..."

Looking at the empty space in his arms, he couldn't help but smile.

It seems that after going out for a trip, Xiao Qi has learned a lot of skills.

And looking at Xiao Qi's lively appearance, he shouldn't be so tired, right?
Ji Ruyue twitched the corners of her mouth, and a smile flashed across her dark and deep pupils.

Just when Mo Qi was glad that he had escaped from the clutches of the devil, Ji Ruyue raised her eyebrows.

He stood up slowly, and walked to Mo Qi with a smile on his face.

"Little Seven..."

"Stop!" Mo Qi held his forehead in pain, "Can you please stop looking at me like this, it makes my hair stand on end!"

The smile on Ji Ruyue's lips froze.

Are you old?
Is he very old?

Sure enough, Xiao Qi still disliked him for being too old.

"So in order not to make your hair stand on end," Ji Ruyue's tone was a bit cold, "Do you choose to go back obediently, or choose to continue spending time with me?"

"Go back, go back, I can't go back!"

Mo Qi's face was filled with reluctance.

Although she didn't know what she was angry about.

She returned to the bed, lifted the quilt and lay down in it.

Blinking his eyes, a little bit of normal saline oozes out of the corners of his eyes.

But when she tilted her head, she saw Ji Ruyue taking off her clothes.

Mo Qi was stunned.

The handsome and extraordinary figure of the man slowly walked towards the bed.

The long ink-colored hair hangs down docilely, setting off the stunning face, making it even more stunning.

Mo Qi was dumbfounded.

In fact, since the last time we separated in the Nether.

It had been a long time since she had looked at Ji Ruyue so carefully.

When they first met, they encountered the matter of the ancient emperor.

Later, for the convenience of the ancient emperor, he was very busy.

So she really didn't write such a calm letter to her husband.

Mo Qi's curly and curled eyelashes trembled slightly, and his eye sockets were slightly moist.

"Xiao Qi, what are you thinking?"

"It's nothing." Mo Qi shook his head, hiding the tears in his eyes, "I just feel a little emotional."

There is always a sense that what happens in the Nether is false.

However, the lower realm carries many of their memories.

　one more

　　my mood read the title

　　
　
(End of this chapter)