Ghost eye mad concubine is too hot

Chapter 158 The Grand Finale (6)
Raising his fingers to lightly touch the collarbone on Murong Heng's neck that everyone in the world is jealous of, Huo Ruge felt pain between his brows and throat when he touched his warm skin, and immediately felt his vision blurred .

"The airtightness of this room is really poor, I actually got sand in my eyes." I don't know whether to cry or laugh, Huo Ruge hooked his lips, and let out a barely audible complaint.

"Let me see..." As he said that, Murong Heng bent down, looked into her eyes, then took the corners of her eyes, and then his lips...

When I opened my eyes again, it was already the dawn of the next day, the sky was dim and there was no sound.

In the dim light, he described Murong Heng's unclear outline carefully in his heart. After staring at him for a long time, Huo Ruge got up and dressed, and walked out of the room with his long hair loose.

On the bed, Murong Heng looked towards the direction where Huo Ruge disappeared in the dark, pursed his thin lips, and narrowed his dark eyes slightly, like a wolf hunting in the dark night, deep and unpredictable.

Looking at everything that was familiar in the past, Huo Ruge frowned slightly.

From the beginning to the end, she never said a word "love" to him. When everything happened step by step, she found that she seemed to be unable to say it.

"Love" is really too heavy for her, like a shackle.

Standing in front of the window, looking through the window lattice at Huo Ruge standing in the courtyard, Murong Heng stood on the spot with his hands behind his back, and there were four black figures kneeling in the shadow behind him.

"Do it." The thin lips moved, and the concise and clear words slowly overflowed from his mouth, without any emotion.

Withdrawing his gaze from Huo Ruge, Murong Heng turned around, stood in place again, and finally walked towards the door.

The door panel was opened from the outside when his hands were about to touch it, and Huo Ruge stood in front of him, both of them froze, but quickly disappeared without a trace.

"Running outside with so little clothes on, what if you catch the wind and cold?" With a long arm, he wrapped the person in front of him into his arms, and when he touched her icy body, Murong Heng's eyes flashed an indiscernible look. heartache.

"The weather is good, do your morning exercises...you should get up." Speaking of turning away from his chest, Huo Ruge looked at him with a smile, and continued: "I'll help you comb your hair."

Looking down at her clear and beautiful eyes, Murong Heng pursed his lips, and suddenly took her hand and said, "I'll help you..."

After staring at his black eyes for a while, Huo Ruge's slightly parted lips slowly closed, then smiled and rolled his eyes, took his hands and pulled him to the dressing table.

After all, the men's room is simpler than the women's room. Even though Murong Heng is a prince, he pays much attention to dressing and dressing on weekdays, but there is nothing superfluous on the dressing table in his room except for a bronze mirror s things.

Holding up her waist-length black hair with his left hand, and holding the grate in his right hand, Murong Heng's movements are extremely gentle, as if Huo Ruge sitting in front of him is a fragile porcelain doll, who will lose his hand if he is not careful break in.

Looking at the image of himself and Murong Heng reflected in the bronze mirror, Huo Ruge couldn't help recalling the scene when he combed his hair for the first time. Now, a year has passed since then, and when they reunited here In front of the bronze mirror, everything has changed.

At least this time, she didn't viciously tie him to the bedpost, and he didn't physically attack her scalp.

Sensing Huo Ruge's slightly absent-minded eyes, Murong Heng raised his brows slightly, but he didn't ask.He just continued to do what he was doing, repeating the cycle.

He had never realized that her long hair was so black and smooth, like a piece of clear silk, sliding and swimming between his fingers.

Subconsciously twisting a strand of hair around his fingers, he suddenly stopped his hands and covered his lips, as if wanting to remember the touch and taste.

His kiss went all the way down the hair to the side of her neck at the root of her hair, and exhaled a warm breath in her ear.

With a soft "bang dang", the grate originally held by Murong Heng fell to the blue brick ground, and the image of him embracing her from behind was reflected in the bronze mirror.

Time seemed to stand still for an instant, and the two men in the bronze mirror maintained their same postures, but the expression of one of them was submerged in the neck of the other inch by inch.

Raising her hand to climb onto Murong Heng's arm, Huo Ruge pressed a kiss on the back of his hand, then dropped her chin and rested it on his strong and strong wrist, but she didn't say a single word.

She knew that some things were inevitable after all.She is willing to pretend that she doesn't know anything for him, and is willing to obey him.

Not any form of compromise, just because...she loves him.

"Murong Heng, go do what you want to do, a man must have something to pursue in order to please a woman." Lifting his head from the back of Murong Heng's hand, Huo Ruge turned around and looked into his dark eyes like night, The line of sight is straight, and no one can find any shadow of hesitation.

"Even if you bear the eternal infamy, you..."

"Murongheng, I have always had a bad eye for men..." Suddenly interrupting his words, Huo Ruge held his sharp cheeks and narrowed the distance between them. After a long silence, he blushed. Lips parted: "Except for you."

The temperature in the room became hot again. I have to say that lust is really gender-neutral, men and women are equal and treated equally.

Being tossed by Murong Heng until he lost all strength like a ball of ooze, Huo Ruge suddenly regretted those words he said a few hours ago.

If there were no such words, I'm afraid she would have gone out to visit the market happily by now.

But now...

Turning her head to look at Murong Heng, who was lying naked and lying on her side with long and narrow winking eyes scanning her back and forth, she suddenly felt a strong chill for no reason.

It must be her illusion...

How could Murong Heng become such a coquettish man in the blink of an eye...

Huo Ruge, who was comforting himself like this, sighed lightly, raised his eyes and looked up, only to see the sunlight reflected by the bronze mirror reflected on the bed curtain above his head, which looked particularly dazzling.

The dazzling spot of light made Huo Ruge frowned, and then slightly turned his gaze to the side, but unexpectedly, he bumped into Murong Heng's looking gaze.

The sudden staring caught her off guard, but her heart seemed to be absorbed by his devil-like soul, unable to escape, she could only grit her teeth and stomp her feet, and rushed to his flesh and blood in a generous gesture of sacrifice. .

"What? Still reminiscing?" The slender index finger hooked a touch of her long hair hanging down her chest, and wrapped it around her fingers. Murong Heng curled his lips, and the corners of his evil eyes were slightly raised upwards. There are two groups of dark flames burning, and a single glance can penetrate the internal organs and reach the depths of the soul.

(End of this chapter)