The black prince on the bar: the hidden secret of the phoenix birthmark

"I always feel that you are not ordinary people"

I don't know whether to say it to Feng Qining or to herself, Shu Cui said something in a low voice, and in the darkness, the corners of Feng Qining's lips curled up.Passionate picture feast
At night, Shu Cui moved, and Feng Qining's eyelids also moved, but they didn't open them.

In the dark, Shu Cui looked at Feng Qining, her steady breathing indicated that she was sleeping soundly now, Feng Qi Ning was quietly waiting for Shu Cui's movements, without any suspense in her heart.

Isn't such a woman as pure as she appears on the surface?Is she pretending too?For the first time, Feng Qining was at a loss. [

Unexpectedly, Shu Cui just stared at her for a while, and then lay down again, Feng Qining didn't feel murderous.

Haven't seen enough during the day, should I watch it at night?Feng Qining slanders her stomach, she really can't understand Shucui's actions, she and she are both women, not to mention she likes Yichu, there is no reason to have such a hobby.

Even if it was all right, it wasn't just looking at it, but not taking any action. Feng Qining's thoughts diverged again, and after thinking for a long time, she couldn't figure it out, so she simply gave up.

Nothing happened all night, and it was peaceful until dawn. Feng Qining was woken up by the sound of chanting sutras in the temple early the next morning. Can't sleep in front of strangers.

Get up, freshen up, come to ancient times for so long, I am afraid that the most successful thing is to wear clothes, such complicated clothes, Feng Qi Ning put them on in two or three times, and when she tied her belt.

Feng Qining looked at her whole body again, and after confirming that there were no blemishes, she combed her hair with her hands. The second thing that made her more proud was that she was finally able to take care of her long hair.

Speaking of grooming, it was because she finally learned how to do a simple bun, and the white jade hairpin was loosely pinned in her hair. Feng Qining looked at Shu Cui, who was still awake, and went out.

Opening the door, Murong Li was standing outside early in the morning. He stood with his hands behind his back, standing under the hibiscus in such a graceful and elegant manner, petals fluttered in the air, and fell on his snow-white brocade robe, giving people a moment of trance. .

Sensing the sound behind her, Murong Li turned around, her face was as perfect and delicate as a beautiful jade, the corners of her lips were slightly upturned, beautiful and pure, like a flowering epiphyllum, charming, elegant, seductive...

Feng Qining just watched him walk towards her gracefully, and held her hand with a smile on her face.