The Phoenix Girl of Jiangmen: The Mad Concubine Fights the World

Ai Muli was woken up by the melodious sound of camel bells.

When she woke up, she realized that she was sleeping with Feng Qiwu, hugging each other tightly.

Although the carriage is very big, the soft couch is also big.

But letting the two sleep at the same time is still a bit crowded.

Feng Qiwu reached out to hug her in his arms, while half of her body was pressed against Feng Qiwu's body, and her head rested on Feng Qiwu's arm. [

At this moment, Feng Qiwu was still sleeping soundly, and seemed to be in a good mood, with the corners of his lips slightly raised, there was an unconcealable smile.

To the two of them, it seemed like they had been married for many years, embracing each other and sleeping like this.Ai Muli didn't feel any discomfort at all.

Ai Muli stretched out her hand, took Feng Qiwu's hand on her waist, and slowly moved it away.

When she got up slowly, she didn't want to make a jerk, something pulled her scalp, it hurt so much.

Ai Muli touched her tingling scalp, and turned her face to find that when she was asleep, she had a few black hairs intertwined with Feng Qiwu's silver threads.

Ugh, hair tie!Good for depressing situations!

With such a painful pull, Feng Qiwu, who had already woken up but pretended to be asleep, couldn't pretend anymore.

Feng Qiwu slowly opened his eyes, and when he saw the two people's hair, black and white entwined together, an inexplicable emotion suddenly spread in his heart!

It seems that my heart was pulled out by something, itchy, numb, crispy...

Ai Muli stretched out her hand and tore off her hair.

A few strands of black hair fell on the silver thread, Feng Qiwu's eyes flickered, and he stretched out his hand to pull off his own silver thread, and he tightly held the black and white hair in his palm.

A meaningful smile flashed in his eyes, Feng Qiwu took out a white handkerchief from his bosom while Ai Muli was arranging his clothes, and wrapped up the black and white intertwined hair.

Ai Muli tidied up her clothes, and from the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of Feng Qiwu wrapping her black and white intertwined hair in a handkerchief, then carefully placed it in her arms.

She couldn't help pursing her lips into a smile, her heart skipped a beat when she smiled, and her face flushed.

Feng Qiwu raised his eyes and just saw her like this, he couldn't help being crazy, blushing?

He never knew that this woman would blush? ! !

She is always bold and coquettish, arrogant and glamorous.

He has never seen her with such a daughter-like attitude, and she always makes others blush when she teases her, but at this moment, her cheeks are flushed, like a little woman, showing her shy beauty!

Such shy beauty is because of the hair knot just now? ! !While Feng Qiwu was secretly happy about it, he was also a little bit deeply jealous! [

He reached out to embrace Ai Muli again, and when she sat on his lap again, his lips fell softly between her brows.

However, it was such a faint kiss that Ai Muli couldn't help but shuddered all over.

She retreated subconsciously, but her waist was firmly held by Feng Qiwu's big hands, and she couldn't move at all.

The faint kiss fell from the forehead to the eyes, then to the cheeks and the bridge of the nose... It fell slowly like raindrops, from slow to fast, and finally landed heavily on Ai Muli's lips.

Tossing and sucking, lingering...

Such a deep kiss did not look at the slightest bit, and did not mean to blaspheme Ai Muli at all.

Feng Qiwu's kiss was so sacred and noble, it could be said that it softened Ai Muli's heart.

Ai Muli didn't push her away, but collapsed powerlessly in his arms, letting him get whatever he wanted...