Chapter 70 Spring tide brings rain to the evening (Three)

During breakfast, only Xilan and Mu Chenjue sat opposite each other and ate.

Mo Yue was entrusted by Xilan and went to the outer medicine shop early in the morning to grab some swelling-relieving medicine. When she sent it back, she was given a lot of money, so she led the two little girls to play in the capital for a long time. As for why Yan Qingci couldn't come, both of them knew it.

Mu Chenjue was forced to listen to the wall all night last night, which made her feel restless and could not fall asleep overnight.Xilan was the initiator, so he naturally never fell asleep.

But both of them were particularly energetic, and they could not tell from their appearance that they had not been asleep all night.

The lower-class maid was on the master's bed, which was indeed a good method.Mu Chenjue spoke first to break the silence. He went to pick up the side dishes that Xilan picked. He didn't look at her throughout the whole process. She neither ate nor moved the side dishes in the bowl. She just put them in the bowl, and the meaning was obvious.

What Mu Chenjue likes is, and even if she doesn't like it, she will snatch it with all her strength. Even if she doesn't care about it, it's hers.

Xilan smiled, gentle and gentle.She put down the empty chopsticks that had not been picked up, scoop a spoonful of porridge with a spoonful and put it into her mouth, blowing it cool down slowly, swallowing it slowly, and not taking her move.

Is this the default?Mu Chenjue chased and fought hard.

Xi Lan looked up at her and advised: Too bigotry hurts others and yourself, why should Miss Mu be obsessed with someone who doesn’t love herself?

Mu Chenjue snorted coldly as if he had heard some joke, how could Yuan'er not love me?She doesn't love me, can she love you, who was halfway through?

You betrayed her first.

It's not your turn to take advantage of others' danger!

Xi Lan shook her head and brought it into Yan Qing's room with a bowl of porridge. Mu Chenjue was unwilling to fall behind, so he also brought in a bowl and stood next to Xi Lan and asked her to choose.

After applying medicine and getting up from bed, Yan Qingci, who was still immersed in his sweet thoughts, raised his head and two difficult problems were in front of him.

you……

Give.Xilan handed the bowl of porridge forward.

I feed Yuan'er.Mu Chenjue was not willing to be outdone, so he approached, stood in front of Xilan, scooped up a spoonful of porridge and sent it to Yan Qingci and said diligently.

Xilan smiled, took the porridge bowl and took a step back, watching all this quietly like an outsider.

In fact, it is not a difficult problem.

Yan Qingci took all her movements, glared at her, and before he could scold her, his hand had already reached out and grabbed her porridge bowl. He thrust his mouth and said unhappily: Feed me.

She went straight past Mu Chenjue, ignoring her flattery. The coquettish and soft scolding she had never seen before were all rushing to Xilan. Mu Chenjue's expression stagnated when she walked past her, and she had a deeper understanding of Yan Qingci's character.

She knew she would not turn back and would not forgive anyone who betrayed her.

But she still had a hint of luck in her heart that she could change her mind. She didn't want to let go of such a person as dazzling as a pearl.

Mu Chenjue took back the bowl he handed to the front with a cold face, stirred the porridge inside, scooped it up and delivered it to his mouth.

The taste was light and had no taste, but Yan Qingci, who was a few steps away, ate so fragrant and sweet.

In her eyes when she looked at Xi Lan, there was the concentration and affection that she could not even get before. Mu Chenjue was unwilling to accept it. She believed that she was not the one who could take it and let it go. Yuan'er ignored herself so much, and she would only humiliate herself if she stayed there.

I have to say that the person who can successfully lure Shang Yan Qingci has a bit of pride on his body.

Mu Chenjue loosened his hand in the palm of his hand, and the porridge fell down. The porcelain pieces flew over and over, and the soup sprinkled all over the floor.

I wish you two a happy marriage.

She lowered her head and bowed her head without a smile, then left slowly, returned to the palace by carriage, and gave up the opportunity she had troubled, as determined as if she wanted to marry King Li.

Xi Lan withdrew her gaze and praised Yan Qingci: He is really a wonderful person in the world with an orchid temperament. Even if he is in a rage, he still has a grace.

Yan Qingci raised his eyebrows: Do you like my cousin?

If she had not been in this chaotic and chaotic world, if she had not been bound by a male scholar as a woman, she would have been the best today, with achievements and achievements, rather than being self-confidenced, being trapped in the beauty of the past, and being drunk by the lonely shadow.

Qi Niang is so kind-hearted. She wants to steal your wife, but you praise her.Yan Qingci swallowed the porridge in his mouth, opened his mouth to ask for it, and Xilan scooped it to her, but she maliciously walked around the porridge spoon and kissed the index finger holding the spoon.

The pink lips slightly opened, gently put the half of the white green onion root into his mouth, deliberately exhaling heat up.

After being steamed by the breath in her mouth, Xi Lan's fingers twitched and moved away as if nothing had happened. She stirred the porridge in the bowl. She said in detail: I am not praising her, but I believe that you, Mr. Qinglian, will naturally have no bad vision.

I see that Qi Niang is complimenting herself in different ways. I have a good vision, so I like you, right?

The chaotic lips made a comeback, and this time they became even more bold. They swallowed the whole of her finger into their mouth, and their soft tongue slid around them, as if it was a sweet candy, tightly wrapped, sucked and licked.

Yan Qingci's eyes were locked on her, and she was completely charming.

Xi Lan suffocated her breath, feeling that the witch in the erotic book was just like this.

You... Xilan's throat rolled and she swallowed unconsciously. How could your injury yesterday be reduced?

Yan Qingci touched her breasts, and his lustful hands penetrated into her clothes, lingering on her plump breasts, teasing and teasing them until they were caught and brought to her under the fire. Yan Qingci smiled, stopped at the right time, and bit back and said: Qi Niang is so arrogant, she is catching my hand and touching you here.

He said he didn't move, but his fingers secretly pinched the little bit of porridge and used his force gently, making Xilan scream. The porridge bowl on his hand almost didn't hold it firmly and spilled it out.

Don't……

Stop exercising...

Xi Lan's sensitive body became stiff and dry, and a string of fire rushed through the place she pinched. The slight pain and astringency were more of the pleasure of reaching the bones and marrows straight to the sky's spiritual cap.

You pressed my hand here by yourself.

Yan Qingci liked to tease her like this, and liked to watch her fall deeper and deeper under her skirt, and also liked to crawl into her skirt with a noble attitude and bow down to her.

Qi Niang is so hot, wet and soft here. Look, it sticks to my palm and doesn't want me to leave.

Seeing that the porridge bowl was about to fall off from Xi Lan's hand, Yan Qingci quickly held the bottom of the bowl with his free palm, took the bowl away and placed it on the table, and his hands that were drilling into the lower skirt kept causing trouble. His palms slid repeatedly against the slit of flesh, and from time to time, he pushed his palms hard to hit her flower house.

Feng Qiu, which was as soft as a steamed bun, was deformed by her. Xi Lan's body jumped up with the impact. She unconsciously closed her legs and clamped Yan Qingci's hand tightly to the center of her legs.

Yan Qingci... She called her full name.

What does Qi Niang want?The person who was called asked with a sly smile.

Xilan touched her hair with her palm, and Yan Qingci obediently squatted down to untie her belt. He got more loose hands and just as he was about to poke in to show his power, he heard an inappropriate soft and light rebuke from the top of his head.

Go and clean your hands.