concubine, you cant do

Chapter 637 Never Give Up (3)
"You can talk." Murong Shengrui suddenly smiled wryly. During the wry smile, his hand slightly and slowly landed on Leng Yannuo's abdomen, where a life was thriving, and he didn't want to kiss her tonight, because he knew that once Kiss, the thoughts controlled by his anger will be like a dam bursting, out of control, even if he wanted to kiss her, he didn't intend to touch her acupuncture points, but he was afraid that her violent resistance would hurt her, and he would It would hurt the child in her belly, and he couldn't help it, it was so close in front of him, but it was like a world away, the feeling of being too close made him go crazy.

"What's the difference between you and a robber now, anyway, we have children, and we have slept more than once or twice, and kisses are no problem. What do you want, hurry up, finish it, and get out of here." In one sentence, Leng Yannuo spit out cold and heartless.

At this moment, the two were sitting opposite each other, Murong Shengrui suddenly smiled bitterly and stroked his chest, his heart pierced like fragments.

Leng Yannuo looked at Murong Shengrui without any sympathy or emotion.

She swore that if she could move at this moment, she would definitely kill him.

After a long time, Murong Sheng Ruirui raised his head and looked at Leng Yannuo, seeing her delicate face that was shining like jade under the afterglow of the moonlight, her lips were slightly red and swollen with blood stains, but he didn't look into her eyes, In her eyes, there were too many strangeness and indifference, which broke his heart, like dew blown away by the sun on a high mountain, once gone, he would pretend not to be there.

"Leng Yannuo, I will never give up on you. If I ever gave up on you, then even if I die, I will take you with me now. So, in this life, you don't want to escape from my heart again." Murong Sheng When Rui's words fell, regardless of Leng Yannuo's eyes glaring at him, the kiss fell directly, as light as a feather, and soft.

It's more like drizzle that moistens the territory that belongs to it bit by bit.

Murong Shengrui wiped away the blood stains on Leng Yannuo's lips, and took away her beautiful breath and fragrance step by step.

It was so beautiful that he couldn't control it. For so many days and nights, he looked up at the sky and only wanted to see her smiling figure. Now, as he wished, she finally relieved her burden, but she alone forgot about him.

"Leng Yannuo, if you forget me, it's okay, I'll call you back little by little, no matter how much you hate me, I will never give up." Murong Shengrui lay on the bed with Leng Yannuo in his arms. Biting her pearl-like earlobe lightly with his lips, his voice murmured like a magic voice.

Although Leng Yannuo was only forbidden to act, her head could still move. She really wanted to open her mouth and bite off the tongue in her mouth, but every time she wanted to take action, she was blocked by that kind of self-consciousness. The sad aura emanating from Murong Shengrui's body made her heart ache, it was indescribable, and even more indescribable. Moreover, this kiss, which came so strangely and yet so familiarly, made her feel at a loss as well, she was waiting.

Lips are like peach blossoms all over the sky, covered with lingering love like a mist of mist, as if to pour out all the good things in the world, but the good things seem to be just wishful thinking. When someone responded, Murong Shengrui was discouraged. He had been lusting after the breath and lips under his body for a long time, but now he can touch them so quietly, his heart is enough.

Originally thought that he would never be able to touch her again in this life, but now... Although it will be more difficult, no matter how difficult it is, this can only be her wife and his child.

The kiss became thicker and deeper, but finally stopped abruptly.

Murong Shengrui turned his head slightly, breathing slightly smoothly, still did not look at Leng Yannuo's eyes, but directly lay sideways beside Leng Yannuo, with one hand passing through Leng Yannuo's neck, the other hand took advantage of the situation to squeeze Leng Yannuo Yan Nuo pulled into her arms.

"You're tired, let's go to bed." Murong Shengrui's breath warmed Leng Yannuo's ears, as if the whole hall was filled with this snowy and flowery smell.

Leng Yannuo blinked, he thought this man... It's okay, otherwise, she would definitely kill him.

It's just that Leng Yannuo is really tired. Although she doesn't like the position of being hugged tightly by someone with one hand still on her belly, she has to admit that she doesn't hate it. Even if she tried her best to survive, she was finally tired. She tilted her head and looked at the man who could influence the man even with a blink. After a while, she finally closed her eyes and fell asleep.

Smelling Leng Yannuo's even and steady breathing, Murong Shengrui suddenly opened those tightly closed eyes, looked at Leng Yannuo's peaceful and tranquil face, and lightly placed his fingers on his cheeks, drawing little by little , gentle can turn into water.

"Thin." The two words were like a sigh, like bitterness, light and floating, and after that, Murong Shengrui also fell asleep.

And the moment Murong Shengrui closed his eyes, Leng Yannuo opened them again, looked at Murong Shengrui, and then really fell asleep.

On the second day, when the sun shone into the hall and Leng Yannuo opened his eyes, there was no longer Murong Shengrui beside him. Leng Yannuo glanced at the spot where he had slept with someone last night but there was no wrinkle. A strange color flashed in his eyes.

"Miss, you're awake." Frost and Wanxiang spoke in unison when they heard a movement outside the hall.

"Come in."

Looking at Wanxiang and Hanshuang who came in, he smiled coldly, like flowers blooming early in the mountains, "Get ready, we will enter the palace soon."

"Yes." Wanxiang nodded.

"Miss, you really want to enter the palace, last time you..." Frost hesitated.

Leng Yannuo shook his head slightly, "It's okay, soldiers are here to block you, water is coming to cover you, I'm just going to see the emperor, but..." Leng Yannuo paused, Nan Muchen had no news after chasing Qiuming away yesterday, I don't know today……

"By the way, what happened to the envoy?" Leng Yannuo said suddenly, but the words were not addressed to Hanshuang and Wanxiang, but to the air.

Suddenly there was a voice in the air, "The holy envoy is in retreat, the saint doesn't have to worry."

Leng Yannuo nodded. The strict guard in her bedroom is unusual. She felt it after removing the true energy in her body. There were no less than 20 people guarding her. I have to say that this Nan Gongyu is quite upright.

Leng Yannuo washed up, talked to Murong Shengyang for a few words after breakfast, then left the Holy Palace, boarded a carriage and headed towards the palace.

The imperial city is as large as the night of nine days. It is bustling and bustling, and the layout is laid out. Every country is similar with minor differences. Leng Yannuo put down the curtain, but suddenly a voice came from his head, "Leng Yannuo, remember to miss me."

He said coldly that he was not happy, opened the curtain again slowly, looked at the people coming and going, and his displeasure rose to the next level.

"You can't think about or touch any man other than me." The voice came again, warm and full of meaning.

Leng Yannuo's eyes crinkled tightly.

"When you enter the palace, you must protect yourself."

Leng Yannuo tried to ignore it, but the voice said one after another, and finally Leng Yannuo couldn't help but also transmit the sound into the secret, "Get out."

"Don't be like this. From now on, I will understand this word as your tenderness to me." Murong Shengrui's voice floated leisurely again.

(End of this chapter)