Vampire cute baby tomb robber

"Repeat what you just said in the main hall." Beiming Liancheng's tone of voice was particularly like that of the ruler of post-modern night Shanghai, elegant and cold.

Nangong Baiye smiled, bent his beautiful eyes, and said as if he was reciting a poem: "Brother's excellence is obvious to all the people in the court. Master always praises him in front of me."

After Beiming Liancheng heard it, he laughed angrily: "It's not that sentence, it's from the back."

Nangong Baiye didn't even think about it, and continued to continue: "I personally feel that his attainments in certain aspects have reached a certain level, and mortals cannot surpass..."

Beiming Liancheng tilted his head and furrowed his thick eyebrows, thinking it was impossible, he couldn't just be fooled by her like this, this woman did it on purpose, picking what he liked to hear, and what he didn't like to hear, she didn't mention a word.

Nangong Baiye looked up at him, took advantage of the maneuver, and kept his head up. His hair was hanging on her face, itching.

"You sit down for me." Beiming Liancheng ordered coldly, still a little impatient.

Nangong Baiye immediately straightened his sitting posture: "Senior brother, what else do you want to ask?"

"What I want you to repeat is the part about choosing a concubine." Beiming Liancheng patted her little face with a free hand, and smiled with two white teeth: "Don't change the topic."

Nangong Baiye groaned, and asked: "The excellence of the Seventh Highness is beyond my reach. After all, I have been married before, and it is not in accordance with the rules to marry into the palace. This sentence?" After finishing speaking, she frowned: " What's wrong with this sentence?"

"What's wrong?" Beiming Liancheng just bent his thin lips, and coldness overflowed from his eyes: "If you still lie even now, aren't you afraid that I will punish you for being a bully?"

Nangong Baiye looked at him silently without speaking.

Beiming Liancheng's subordinates used all their strength, grabbed her with a big palm, and pressed her on his long legs: "Don't want to enter the palace as a concubine?"

"I..." Nangong Baiye's heart beat out of rhythm, what is this man doing!He doesn't hate people touching him the most...

"You what? Huh?" There was a painful numbness on the neck, and the sharp teeth touched her beating pulse. He just carried her from behind like that, gnawing on her neck, the breath was itchy Blowing in the ear will only make people feel weak all over the body,

"Senior brother..." Her cold voice was a little hoarse, because his hands were reaching in from her skirt, rubbing her long legs more or less heavily, a stream of heat flowed through his fingertips, Drilling into every capillary of her, she couldn't help trembling: "Don't be like this..."

"Don't do anything?" He stuck behind her ear, pressed his chest tightly against her back, and smiled coldly, his rough palm slipped between her legs, directly raging on her tender skin , scalding his rough palms, caressing her delicate skin, the coldness of his fingers made her feel the danger she had never felt before.

She bit her thin lips tightly, resisting the numbness, and blocked those evil palms: "That's right, I really don't want to enter the palace as a concubine."

"Heh, you knew I was going to choose a concubine, but you didn't want to enter the palace as a concubine." He could clearly feel her rejection from her stiff body language, but there seemed to be a chill in her elegant smile. "Junior Sister, did I ever tell you that you are not smart at all?"

Her fingers were as cold as ice, touching the warm and soft skin, causing her to shrink back: "You never said I'm not smart, you called me a fool."

"You're worse than an idiot." Beiming Liancheng narrowed his eyes, and deftly opened her underwear with his fingers.

Nangong Baiye was like a boiled shrimp, curled up in his arms, his fingers trembling, but unable to move, the sound of rubbing between his clothes seemed to be much louder in the ancestral hall thick with sandalwood.

He held her waist with one hand, and acted so arrogantly with the other hand, it happened to be a very blushing gesture, but what he did seemed to be justified.

It's just that the temperature from the fingertips is too cold, and the ice is numb.

Nangong Baiye looked at his exposed belly, his face blushed, his limbs tightened, clinging to him like kudzu vines wrapped around a tree, his heart beating powerfully on his chest.The blood flowed down the body slowly, and the heat of the whole body was condensed in one place,

The heartbeat became louder and louder, the breathing was hot and heavy, and it was hard to tell whether it was hers or his.

Nangong Baiye clenched a row of small white teeth: "North is dark!"

"Huh?" The man smiled, and said in a low voice, "Your ears are red, it seems that humans like this."

Nangong Baiye wanted to say that you are a hooligan, you are the only one who likes it, your whole family likes it!

"Brother, I know, this time it's my fault."

Beiming Liancheng raised his beautiful eyebrows, he kept moving, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, as if you tell me, I'm listening.

Nangong Baiye took a deep breath: "I shouldn't make your concubine selection ceremony like that, and I shouldn't hide the purpose of entering the palace from you. In fact, I'm so bold because I know it's you. If you change I don't dare to make such a fuss about others."

"And..." Nangong Baiye murmured softly, "If you really want to marry Nangong Rui'er, you can just announce her into the palace. What are you doing here to vent your anger on me?"

Beiming Liancheng's movements stopped abruptly, with a smile in his eyes, showing a ruthless energy: "Is this what you want to say? You let me, Xuannangong Rui'er, enter the palace?"

Nangong Baiye opened his mouth, but before he opened his mouth, he pressed him against the stone pillar, his mouth was blocked by the pressed soft object, and the touched lips suddenly parted slightly, the lips and tongue were soft and fragrant.

She was stunned, her thin lips parted slightly, and with this one, he pushed his bloody tongue in, and the numbness that covered her whole body made people tremble.

His tongue touched hers, touched her tentatively, and then began to stir wildly, the air in the chest seemed to be sucked out.

There is a blank in the brain.

dizzy.

The wrist was tightly gripped and pressed tightly against the wooden pillar, leaving no room for her to struggle.

Just like last time, the training in the forest.

He raised his head and looked at her slightly swollen lips: "Are you still asking me to choose Nangong Rui'er to enter the palace?"

Nangong Baiye's black eyes and black hair were half hanging down: "How do you want me to answer?"

Beiming Liancheng sneered: "Raise your head up, don't pretend."

Nangong Baiye dared to look at him now, with a bit of anger in his eyes: "Who is pretending to be garlic, damn it! My legs are so weak after being kissed by you, Beiming Liancheng, let me tell you, I have endured you for a long time!"

Beiming Liancheng's hand froze for a moment.

slowly...

Slowly release the person.

His eyes were low and cold, and he suddenly became that high and mighty Seventh Prince...