Leftover Girl Crossing: King Leng's Stand-in Concubine

Chapter 647 One Night Love ①
However, how could she forcefully pursue such a relationship that didn't care about her so much? She was very entangled.

Murong Jin left just now.

He wasn't like this before.

Feeling hands gently resting on her shoulders, she said clearly, "I took it back so soon."

A kiss lightly landed on her shoulder with such a familiar aura, she turned to look at the dishes and found that it was Murong Jin standing behind her.

She was surprised: "Why are you?"

Murong Jin fondled her head and said: "I shouldn't have left just now, don't be angry again, okay? Seeing you angry makes me feel very sad."

His tone was much calmer, with a discussion tone.

In the mist, Qingqing looked at him, her heart for him seemed to have never changed.

He came back anyway, at least to give her the last trace of comfort.

Qingqing stretched out her watery arms to hug him tightly, wet the bright yellow dragon robe on his body, Murong Jinfu hugged her tightly, and coaxed her in a low voice: "Don't be angry, okay?" ?”

Qingqing nodded childishly in his arms.

Murong Jin took out the beige bathrobe that was placed on the screen beside her, wrapped Qingqing up, hugged her up, and strode towards the mahogany bed, this familiar embrace has always made Qingqing feel so at ease .

He put her on the embroidered bed, and kissed her affectionately.

The kiss was as delicate as a pear blossom, with a crystal-clear fragrance.

It became more and more intense, and it seemed that it was difficult to breathe.

Qingqing hugged his neck tightly with both hands, and the tight hug without the slightest gap made Qingqing feel that he was still him, just like the years they walked together.

Although she cared, but at this moment, she temporarily forgot that he was just her brother, and no one could replace each other.

The bathrobe slipped off her icy skin inch by inch, and his kiss moved down gently, onto her collarbone, that kiss was so delicate, slipping inch by inch.

The heat from under his lower abdomen pressed against her lower abdomen, and her slender fingers lightly stroked his back.

He entered slowly, with infinite love and affection.

They tossed and galloped, and repeatedly fell into the rough sea, one wave after another.

Into that luminous summit in that delicate panting.

Lying in Murong Jin's arms weakly, her cheeks were blushing.

(End of this chapter)