Go Through My Demon Host

  Chapter 3313 "His Royal Highness."【Fan】

  Ranbai squinted her eyes slightly, raised her hand to block her eyes, only to feel that this young man had too much desire, like a demon.

  The red belt around the waist was loosely untied, lining the beautiful waistline of the teenager, and the curvy **** throat rolled slightly. The white fingers of the teenager lightly opened the girl's neckline, and slowly removed the phoenix suit.

  The clothes slipped on the shoulders, revealing fair skin.

  Jin Yao muttered in the ear of the princess, and a light fragrance sprayed on the ear of the girl, "His Royal Highness." He kissed the princess softly, closed his eyes, and covered the dull and sick eyes.

  Ranbai stared at the staring young man's exquisite and delicate face, and when he noticed that the young man's figure was faintly noticeable, he pressed Jin Yao's wrist against the man.

The juvenile general's red clothes were messy, his dark and deep eyes were shattered and lustrous, and there seemed to be flames burning up and down, even the tails of the eyes were red, and the red and magnificent thin lips opened and spit out several times. The cold and restrained gasp gradually became messy and broken, extremely sexy.

A lantern in his eyes was hazy, his eyes flushed slightly, one hand was pressed by the princess, Jin Yao raised his eyes slightly, the curve of the neckline bewitched, smiled and kissed the corner of the girl’s lips, murmured in a cold and elegant manner. The lips and teeth are slightly blurred.

  Huan in front of the palace, the lover laughs, who takes pity on the sweetheart.

  ...

  It’s April again, and the pear blossoms are in full bloom, set off against the young white clothes and pear pattern road, only the son of Zhilan Yushu.

  Princess Xizhao’s mansion has been vacant, and it is cleaned every day and it is as clean as ever.

  When entering the princess mansion, it was the same as before.

  In the courtyard,

  The pear trees that were carefully planted that year have already bloomed, and the white pears are blooming, and it has been a season of flower rain.

   "I remember that Princess Mansion used to not grow pear flowers." The young man said softly, "His Royal Highness planted Jin Yao?"

  The princess replied calmly: "Otherwise."

Jin Yaoqing smiled coldly and kissed the princess' lips.

  With her lips and teeth entangled, she breathed slightly, not knowing whose heartbeat was disturbed.

  The slender teenager pushed the girl under the pear tree in the courtyard, with thin lips covering the lips of the girl, with a tall nose criss-crossed.

  April is the season of pear blossoms. The pear blossoms are in full bloom until now. With a breeze, the white petals of pear blossoms fell down and fluttered on the two people who were kissing under the tree.

Jin Yao's lips and teeth are slightly open, and a piece of pear flower petals are lightly bitten between the snow-white teeth. The color of snowflakes lined the youth's cold and gorgeous thin lips. Such ambiguous and frivolous movements make the eyebrows and eyes of the eccentric son be brilliant and snowy, and the temperament is clear and noble again. Overwrite.

  Dan Bai lightly squinted his colorful eyes, and he could hear the slight panting of the teenager because of unsteady breathing. Such a clear tone is what Yan Bai wanted to hear.

  From the first meeting, I really wanted to hear the breath of youthfulness.

  Because it must be nice.

  A thin petal of petals are separated between the lips and teeth of the two, and the white color is rolled on the lips.

  The pear blossom tree and the blooming pear blossom petals are mixed with the clean pear blossom scent that surrounds the body of the teenager, which smells good and bewitching.

The juvenile’s long eyelashes were a little misty, and the delicate and gentle shadows gently hung down. The light in the eyes was squiggly, the corner of the eyes was a mole of tears, and the bridge of the nose was interlaced, and occasionally he could hear a slight gasp or two, which contrasted with the cold appearance. Extraordinarily sexy.

  A piece of pear blossom quietly landed on the young boy's shoulders, lining the shoulders lined coldly and beautifully, falling on the hem of the clothes with the unsteady breathing when kissing, seeming to merge with the snow clothes.

  Ranbai heard the confession of her son whispering in a dumb voice. He said, "His Royal Highness, Jin Yao likes you so much."

Ranbai forgot whether she had ever responded to that sentence. At that time, all her attention was in the deep kiss. When the boy's voice fell, she comforted and kissed the mole on the corner of his eye, waiting until the end. , That topic has passed.

  Initially,

  Pear flower fragrance in April of that year.

  Drunk life dreams of death and dreams floating.

  —— "You rushed in, please leave."

  —— "If not in the main hall."

  ——"It’s so kind, thank you little boy."

  ——"You have Chinese medicine, I can help you.""

original.

  First acquaintance,

   is already doomed.

  Jin Yao, this person, but a bad life, is a muddy fallen in the abyss, contaminated with a dark world.

  He also thought that this was nothing in his life.

  Until the appearance of the princess.

  It turns out that light can burn the eyes,

   But he still wanted to seize, imprison, and then belong to him alone.

  The deepest and most distorted morbid emotion in his life was only given to her.

  But the only unguarded warmth and softness in this life was only given to her.

  —— "His Royal Highness is the cold sky and the moon, shining brightly."

  Why always call her you.

  Because I can take her to heart.

The white-clothed young man is cold and out of dust, lonely and lonely as an immortal, kneeling and sitting in front of the guqin, snow clothes and ink hair, elegant as jade, white and slender fingers stroking the strings, just like the breeze blowing in the moon, the guqin's long and sweet tone pouring out from your fingertips Out, hovering in the princess's mansion, staying for a long time.

Next to the stone table in the courtyard, the princess was in a red dress, leaning lazily, swaying a glass of wine casually in her hand, her white fingers supporting her pretty forehead, she just watched the young man playing the zither playing the guzheng with her white fingers. .

  End of the song.

  The last note falls.

  Jin Yao stopped his action.

   "What do you want to hear?" He raised his eyes a little, and asked softly and elegantly.

  Ying Bai really thought about it seriously, thought for a second, and then half-curled his lips and smiled.

   "I wonder if what the son said back then counts?" She said, "I want to listen to the opera."

  Chang'an City Night that year.

  ——If your Highness likes it, Jin Yao would like to sing for your Highness.

   Strictly speaking,

Jin Yao is now a young general with less than one person and more than 10,000 people. He is no longer a single piano master. The actor is so humble in this world, he is only for people to enjoy, and his life is lower than the grass. Singing has always been looked down on in the capital family. of.

   What's more, letting an amazing general sing a play, the world like this is more or less shameful.

  Ke Jinyao bends his eyes slightly, coldly and self-sufficiently, he straightens up, snow clothes like clouds, "For Your Highness, it will always count."

  One makeup, one costume.

  Who is the person in the play.

  The young general is standing under the pear tree, the scenery is not to be violated. The costume is complicated and delicate. In the pear blossoms in the sky, the sleeves are lightly folded, rising and falling, ups and downs.

  The face with theatrical make-up adds a bit of evil and cool color. It is a bewitching demon. It sings and sings, and the sound quality is cold and pleasant.

   Interpreting the joys and sorrows of life and death in the play, it is the story of others, the tears of my own.

  In the drama, he promised his life.

  The princess is in a red dress. She walks up to the guqin unhurriedly, flicks the guqin strings with her fingertips, and emits a melodious rhythm. With every action in the juvenile drama, it is sometimes relieved and sometimes rushed, so tacitly.

  The April wind blows through the courtyard.

  The princess in the red dress lingered, stroking the guqin lightly.

  Juvenile costume demon control, sleeves slightly folded.

  She is his love in the scene.

  He is the person in her play.

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  (End of this chapter)