Thin Mei·Love Fragrance Quilt

Chapter 167

But when she made him like this, his eyes turned even darker, like a starless but foggy night, filled with grievances, despair, and faint resentment.

He moaned softly, and with a wave of his hand, the Dragon Sword flew out like a shooting star with a sharp whistling, and stabbed hard on the window lattice.

But he himself had already grabbed her hair, but he picked her up from the ground, dragged her to his knees, hugged her tightly, and kissed her deeply.

But Qian Mei was stubborn at the beginning, and pursed her lips tightly, but Tang Tianxiao's trembling hands had already stroked her concave. Convex. Curves, skillfully pulling her desire, she couldn't help but moan speak out.

Tang Tianxiao invaded quickly.

Ferocious, ferocious, even unrestrained ferocity, crazily looting all the breath between her lips and tongue.

She responded unconsciously, but tears fell down drop by drop.

He put her down, pressed her on the cold ground behind the soft red carpet, and became more and more wanton.

Accompanied by the turbulent desire, there is a gentle love spreading like sea water.

That kind of emotion swept over mightily, devouring their sanity like crazy, but it aroused more and more the sadness and resentment that they couldn't ask for the perfect affection they expected.

Their affection is not only imperfect, but also incomplete.

But Qian Mei has been addicted.She was crying, but closed her eyes tightly, kissed her lips more deeply, and wrapped her legs around his strong waist.

But Tang Tianxiao stopped his movements.

But when Qian Mei opened her eyes in panic, she saw Tang Tianxiao's phoenix eyes filled with tears.

The enthusiasm has not faded, but there is a deep cold spring glowing out.

He said: "When you are facing the man next to you, do you also behave like this? I always put you first, and in your heart, what is my ranking? I don't have to be you, and I don't have to." I don't want to be humiliated by you again! I've had enough!"

He stood up slowly, and the moment he straightened his body, there were lukewarm water droplets rolling down, dripping on Ke Qianmei's cheeks.

Her face, which was reddened by lust, became cold.

He walked to the window sash, pulled out the Dragon Chanting Sword, slowly put it into its sheath, and said in a low voice, "You have won this time. I am indeed not vicious enough, and I can't do anything against a woman like you who is like a poisonous snake poppy." Pain the killer."

Turning his face sideways, his soft face suddenly became surprisingly cold.

He said: "I can't afford to offend you, so I can always hide from you, right? No one can't do without someone. Even if you are Poppy, I will quit you! But you don't even want to cultivate for other men on my territory." What kind of heart and what kind of sex! I'm having a hard time, and I won't let you feel comfortable!"

He strode out, slammed the door heavily, turned and left without looking back.

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After the warm and passionate body of the man left, the shallow and charming hands and feet seemed to be soaked in the cool air of the ground, so cold that he couldn't move for a long time.

After a long time, she sat up, straightened her clothes tremblingly, fastened her belt, and hugged her shoulders tightly.

But it was still cold, very cold.

As night fell, the cold wind began to blow in from the window, and the furnishings in the house gradually shrouded in darkness.

But no one came in to light a lamp.

She moved two steps forward, blew on the fire book tremblingly, and continued to burn the writing paper left by Tang Tianxiao.

The words I practiced, the paintings I painted, or the poems I copied, all came from my pleasure, and I left them inadvertently when I was very happy.

Although he prevented her from burning it down, he obviously didn't intend to keep it.

It's better to burn it clean.

Clumps of flames rose up, and the heat came in bursts.

She tilted her ears, and in the whistling wind, she seemed to hear bursts of unscrupulous laughter in the palace in the past.

"Qianmei, Qianmei, Qianmei..."

He hugged her and called her out loudly, his beautiful lips fell like raindrops, pecking at her cheeks and neck.

She either laughed and avoided him, or moved over to his face and kissed him back ten times more passionately.

"Tianxiao, Tianxiao, Tianxiao..."

In this world, there seems to be no one whose name is as pleasant to call as his name.

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The past has become empty, and it is still like a drunk dream.

Ke Qianmei smiled softly.

In the empty and dark room, her voice was crisp and abrupt, which surprised even herself.

Looking around, the surroundings are still pitch-black, and there are only a few sparks left in the brazier, and there is a faint smoke lingering feebly.

All the laughter was like those pieces of paper, burned one by one, and there was nothing left.

Knees are numb on the ground, but the body is even colder.

She hugged her shoulders, stood up and was about to close the window when the door opened.

Xiang'er and Tao Zi lit the candles and walked in quickly, but they looked panic-stricken.

Behind them, followed by more than a dozen servants, most of them looked familiar, and occasionally there were two familiar ones, they were clearly from Qianyuan Palace, but they had never met her or Yiqing Palace.

Those eunuchs came over and didn't salute her, but urged to light up the lamps quickly, and then they each started to pack her things, no matter pens, inks, papers and inkstones, poems, calligraphy and paintings, brocade clothes, hairpins, hairpins and powders. Throw them into the prepared baskets and pick them out one by one.Then, the things that Tang Tianxiao had always rewarded, as well as the dowry she brought from Beihe, were also carried out box by box.

Xiang'er pulled her against the wall, looked at everything in front of her awkwardly, and said in a low voice: "Mother, we have no choice but to follow orders."

Ke Qianmei stood motionless, and asked with a stiff throat, "What is he going to do with me?"

Xiang'er lowered her head, and replied softly: "The emperor's secret decree... said that the empress can continue to live here, but only with the usual court lady's gift, all rules and regulations will be cut off, and all things that exceed the restrictions will be collected. Go. And...you are not allowed to step out of the door for the rest of your life."

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