Emperor's Red Makeup: The Duke is too black

Chapter 243 The Passionate Son, My Long Song

It has to be said that this amorous young man knows how to enjoy it very much. Even Shishanquan has such a bamboo house, which is very sentimental and romantic.

The breeze is gentle, the air is clear, quiet and elegant, and the atmosphere is very good!
Passionate Villa.

Passionate son.

"Did you really see someone enter the Duoqingju?" Wu Changge, the son of Duoqing, asked lazily, shaking his beautiful fan.

The subordinate bowed his head and nodded.

"Young master, yes, but we dare not approach."

Wu Changge saw the hesitation of his subordinates, the respect in his eyes, and the fear.

He smiled, and asked Xiexie, "Oh? Who made you like this? Huh?"

The body of the hand is more bent

"That one!"

Wu Changge's fan closed suddenly, and he laughed softly, "It really is him!"

From midnight to dawn, the passion was in the middle, and the two seemed to have never stopped.

Slight resistance from the very beginning, immersed in the never-ending boundless...and illusions...

Warm sunlight penetrated into the room through the gaps in the bamboo, lying on the bamboo bed in the room...

As for the quilt?

I don't know where I was thrown by the crazy Huangfu Yao.

"Hmm." Xuan Luo woke up from all kinds of discomfort and pain, opened his eyes slightly, looked at the bamboo decoration on the top of his head, and was confused for a moment.

where is she?

Thinking back on what happened, she finally discovered the charming atmosphere in this room, and saw her complexion changed, her beautiful eyes opened wide, her movements were extremely flexible, and she conjured a dagger out of nowhere. He stabbed at his left side.

Seeing that the shiny dagger was about to pierce the sleeping Huangfu Yao's shoulder, two slender fingers suddenly pinched the tip of the dagger lightly, but his long and narrow phoenix eyes were still closed.

"Bastard, I killed you!"

She was angry, and with the strength she didn't know where it came from, she broke Huangfu Yao's grip, and the dagger directly slashed at his neck.

This time, Huangfu Yao opened his eyes, but he didn't want to avoid or stop him at all.

And Xuan Luo's dagger finally settled half an inch away from his neck.

He slowly sat up, disregarding his... body, let alone the dagger on his neck, gently raised his hand to pinch her chin, staring at her beautiful fire-breathing eyes. Full of thousands of pampering: "Woman, I will take care of it!"

"Responsible?" Xuan Luo's dagger moved closer, "How are you going to be responsible? Huangfu Yao, it's true that we were all poisoned last night, but you treated me like that, I—"

"Huangfu Yao, you—"

Her voice was a little choked up, and she couldn't say a word at this moment.

That's right, if they hadn't had sex last night, they would have broken their meridians in the hallucinations and...

But, he treats himself like that, he doesn't even know who he is.

How is this different from being a stranger?
Sensing the sadness in her eyes, Huangfu Yao's heart twitched hard, then he narrowed his eyes and explained softly: "I was wrong last night, I was wrong, I sincerely apologize to you, okay?"

The gentle and soft voice like the spring breeze made Xuan Luo's grievance dissipate a little.

"But you didn't know me at all last night, and you forced me when I was awake!" She accused, looking down, and suddenly saw Huangfu Yao's..., "Ah——"

The dagger fell to the ground, and she fell into Huangfu Yao's arms.

"What are you doing?" She was ashamed and angry at the moment, and beat Huangfu Yao hard.

"I'm afraid you're cold!" He said shamelessly, his tone extremely joyful.

"You bastard!" The tone was a little murderous.

"Haven't you seen Master's body a long time ago, more than once, why are you still so shy?" He frowned, expressing some confusion about her shyness.

It is true that her shy appearance is very cute, but it makes him feel a little frustrated. When will she really accept herself?

Xuan Luo was so angry, "You rascal!"

After she finished speaking, she lowered her head, only to find that she was wearing almost nothing, only the twin damasks with a faint brilliance covered some important parts of herself.

Damn Huangfu Yao!

Xuan Luo was really angry this time, when had she been in such a mess?
With one palm, Huangfu Yao was knocked off the bed, "Find me some clothes!"

Now that the phantom disappeared, she clearly remembered how Huangfu Yao tore off her clothes.

Huangfu Yao stood up slowly from the ground, slowly looked up at the sky, took a deep breath, and then slowly looked at Xuan Luo, even...

Sensing his increasingly fiery eyes, Xuan Luo stared, and said bitterly: "If you dare to take another look, I don't mind giving you another slap."

Hearing the threatening meaning in her words, Huangfu Yao couldn't help teasing: "My master's body has not fully recovered, and the poison from last night has just been suppressed, are you sure you are willing to give me another palm?"

"you--"

Xuan Luo was speechless, this evildoer was indeed right, she just couldn't bear it.

If not, how could Huangfu Yao stand up nonchalantly after being slapped by her?

He's hurt, damn it he's hurt!

But the two had such a relationship inexplicably, how should she deal with herself in the future?And how to become a stranger to him?
All her plans seemed to be disrupted by what happened last night.

Huangfu Yao reached out to pick up the clothes on the ground, and slowly put on the clothes in front of Xuan Luo, the movements and postures were all charming and alluring.

Unfortunately, the woman in front of her is Xuan Luo.

"Huangfu Yao, you bastard, in fact, I was wrong earlier, you are not a fox, you are a wolf in fox skin, big... wolf!"

"Thank you for your compliment, I think what you said is quite right!" He smiled, and there was deep pampering in his shallow smile.

Xuan Luo watched him regain his noble and elegant attire, feeling angry and unhappy in his heart.

"Why are my clothes so torn that I can't wear them, but yours are still so intact?" she said angrily.

"Because—" Huangfu Yao hooked the corners of his lips, "You are a woman."

In fact, he doesn't quite remember his rude behavior last night. After all, he was caught in a hallucination at that time, but he caught a glimpse of the torn clothes, and the bruises on her body..., traces, Huangfu Yao's. My heart still sank.

He didn't regret that he was with her last night, but he regretted that he had done away with her in such a rude and unknowing situation.

No wonder she was angry and sad. Which woman could bear such treatment?

Seeing that his expression gradually changed from joyful at first to guilty, and finally transformed into a strange sternness, Xuan Luo blinked his eyes.

"Who do you think of?"

"Besides her, who else could be? Since we are all intoxicated by the fragrance of mystery, it is the problem of the bowl of soup." Huangfu Yao said calmly, walked slowly to the other side of the room, and brought back a bed after a while Purple brocade quilt.

"Cover it, it will be cold!" He said, looking away.

In fact, he is not afraid that she will be cold, but he is afraid that he will not be able to hold it again.

Although the memory of last night was a little fuzzy, she could never forget the feeling that penetrated into her bones and the throbbing that merged into her body.

She is too beautiful, her smell is too tempting, one night... is her limit, he can't hurt her again because of him, so he can only cover up the... exposed to the air one by one.

Xuan Luo sneered and hummed twice: "I'm not cold."

Did he think she couldn't see what was going on in his head?This evildoer usually looks so high and high, he is like a god in the clouds, but——

"Master is cold!" Huangfu Yao cast a helpless glance at her, then turned around, "Mystery Xiangxiang has some sequelae, but it will be better in a few days, master will find you two clothes you can wear first."

Facing the strangeness in this room and the... aura left behind, he can't guarantee that he can really bear it, it's better to cover it up.

(End of this chapter)