i have a sword fairy

After an unknown amount of time, this intense and lingering 'revenge' finally came to an end.

Concubine Zhao Ling straightened her upper body with her chest rising and falling violently.

Zhao Rong brushed off the blue hair hanging from the lady's face, scratched it with his fingers, and then touched the corner of his mouth that seemed to start to smell of rust.

What kind of messy plot is this...

He had a helpless expression, the tone of a little daughter-in-law who was raped.

"You...why are you trying so hard?"

Concubine Zhao Ling raised her plain hand, wiped her pouty red lips with the back of her hand, and wiped it off after eating.

She was riding on the body of her only husband in her life, pressing his chest, her voice was cold, but she was confident.

"I'm so bored, I want to kiss you."

Zhao Rong: "..."

Concubine Zhao Ling raised her head like a female knight, her slender and well-proportioned neck was like a proud white swan, "Brother Rong, don't try to bully me all the time."

Looking up at the arrogant and charming Qingjun who was like a goddess, Zhao Rong was speechless.

Is this a virtuous lady who is reserved and dignified during the day, she will be shy and annoyed if you tease her... Sure enough, everyone will reveal another side that no one knows at night.

The lady actually hides the attribute of 'attack'.

At this moment, Concubine Zhao Ling suddenly leaned down again, holding Zhao Rong's face in both hands, with her red lips, she pecked lightly on his forehead, between the eyebrows, the bridge of the nose, the tip of the nose... all the way down.

Gently shallow, gentle and gentle.

Finally, it reached Zhao Rong's lips, leaving a faint tooth mark on it.

"Okay." Concubine Zhao Ling's voice softened, from a proud fairy to a little daughter-in-law in the arms of her lover, she touched her husband's temples and forehead, and breathed a fragrance in his ears:

"Brother Rong wants to sleep with me. I have already obeyed you and kissed you now. Go to bed early and stop thinking about weird things."

Zhao Rong hesitated, "Stop chatting."

"Chat?" Concubine Zhao Ling cursed softly, with a half-smile, "Talking about you big-headed ghost."

The two were necking each other, and she rubbed his temples with her temples, her voice was soft and waxy, "Brother Rong, have you forgotten your current cultivation situation? You can't have yin and yang... I don't want to give it to you, how can I give it to you?" Don't you want to? But I can't mess around with you."

Hearing his wife's gentle and virtuous persuasion, Zhao Rong hesitated to speak, but actually there are many other ways to entertain himself, ahem.

But in the next second, Concubine Zhao Ling's head left his ear and moved down to... Zhao Rong's chest.

Concubine Zhao Ling buried her pretty face in his thick chest, bowed like a deer, and said in a rare coquettish tone, "husband, hurry up, sleep, sleep."

Zhao Rong smiled and nodded.

"Good night."

Zhao Lingfei smiled sweetly, "Well, good night."

After a while of rustling, the two lay side by side again, and the darkness fell into silence again.

After about a stick of incense, Zhao Rong turned over, as if for comfort, he put his arms around Concubine Zhao Lingfei's waist from behind.

The latter looked down at the big hand of her husband who was keeping himself safe, covered his plain hand, stroked the back of his hand, and acquiesced.

Time continued to pass quietly.The night gradually became dark and deep.

However, Concubine Zhao Ling's skin gradually became slightly pink.

After an unknown amount of time, her closed autumn eyes slightly opened.Yes... Is it over?Actually... so energetic!

Concubine Zhao Ling puffed her cheeks, and twisted her delicate body in Zhao Rong's arms, "Husband?"

"..." There was silence in the darkness for a while, and then Zhao Rong blurted out, "...ah, what's the matter."

Concubine Zhao Ling did not stop talking.

"My lady, I admit my mistake." Zhao Rong woke up immediately, and immediately confessed, with a strong desire to survive.

However, she gritted her silver teeth secretly, kept quiet, held back the vicious behavior of the spirited 'little husband', closed her eyes, and said, "Sleep."

Zhao Rong nodded, "Good night, lady."

The room became quiet again, and time ticked like running water.

It's just that at a certain moment... In the darkness, Concubine Zhao Ling opened her autumn eyes suddenly, but she couldn't bear it anymore. The little husband is so energetic, how can she sleep?

In the darkness, on the bed, Concubine Zhao Ling slowly supported her delicate body with one hand.

She had a peach blossom face, narrowed her eyes, bit her lip, and turned around slowly.

"..." Zhao Rong.

……

The night became impetuous and noisy, a dark cloud covered the shy moon, and the night became darker, covering some strange things.

I don't know how long it took.

The hard black cloud was finally melted by the white moonlight and turned into a soft floating cloud. A gust of rain gushed down and descended on the world...

This night passed in a strange way.

Chapter 337...It will only affect the speed of drawing the sword

In the morning, it was raining sparsely.

In the back house of Qinglian House on Wutong Street, in a quiet courtyard.

Occasionally, a few birdsongs mixed with the sound of rain came into the inner room.

Zhao Rong was awakened from his deep sleep by the sound of the rustling autumn rain beating on the window.

Sleeping with Qing Jun in the same class, he completely relaxed.

It was a very comfortable and peaceful sleep.

At this time, Zhao Rong continued to close his eyes habitually as before, his thoughts wandered aimlessly, and he went through the things he was going to do today in his mind.

Enjoy the tranquility of the house in the morning.

A certain skinny girl likes to break into the house in a hurry to call the uncle and miss to get up early, but today she has good eyesight and did not come to disturb him and Qingjun.

Zhao Rong secretly nodded his praise.

After a while, he didn't know what he thought of. He lay on the pillow, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he stretched his waist.

The laziness was too great, and immediately occupied most of the place on the imperial concubine's couch, and squeezed out the other half, a woman who was hiding in the embroidered quilt and pretending to be asleep, and she didn't poke her head out before killing Zhao Rong squeeze.

Zhao Rong has already opened his eyes, lying on the pillow, tilting his head slightly, his eyes are full of smiles, looking at the white rabbit-like lady who can't come out of the hole.

He's not a big bad wolf.

Zhao Rong couldn't help laughing, turned sideways, propped his head on one hand, and looked at the embroidered quilt shrunk into a ball.

He reached out his hand, pressed a certain place on the top of the quilt, and rubbed it lightly. Through the quilt, he touched Qing Jun's small gnat's head, because there was the rustling sound of thick green silk.

It is undoubtedly the little head of the silly lady who is hiding.

It's just that Zhao Rong didn't try to lift her quilt, because it was useless to try before.

He chuckled and shook his head.

It's the first time to hand over the public rations, and I feel very good. Although it is with the help of external forces, Qingjun is also active and cooperative, isn't he?

Well, Zhao Rong admitted that this was the first half of the first half, she was studious and 'listened carefully'.

At that time, Qingjun seemed to be disturbed by the spirited little husband, so he suddenly turned around and stretched out his white and tender hands angrily, wanting to confiscate his tools...

But it was only later that Zhao Rong was completely sure that the lady didn't understand anything, she just roughly knew that there was such a little husband, and together with the bamboo horse husband, buy one get one free.

Well, strictly speaking, she should have seen it long ago.

Xiao Qian'er has also seen it.

The three of them were childhood sweethearts, childhood sweethearts, and played together when they were young and wore open crotch pants.

Of course, the two little girls in the corner were full of curiosity about the weird stuff that you have and I don’t have, and asked Brother Rong to hand it over to have a look...

However, although the lady and the little husband met early.

But she is so naive that she doesn't even understand the little husband's habits, and still wants to subdue the little husband and prevent him from poking around?

Moreover, Qing Jun's level of knowledge about these interesting things in the boudoir is obviously still at a simple level, which can be called 'innocent and naive'.

At first glance, it was the crash course of 'the aunts and mothers in the family wait for someone who came over to teach the experience of the bride' that I took before the wedding in the Duke's Mansion of Dachu at the beginning of the year.

Moreover, at first glance, the lady was half-knowing, pretending to understand, paddling through the test, and graduating in a muddle.

But it is true, as the future hostess of the Grand Chu Jingnan Duke's mansion, the female elders of which clans are respectful, and when they see her but don't speak, how can they dare to criticize her?

Maybe the lady was still thinking that she didn't understand, so she turned around and asked Brother Rong'er to listen to him.

Hey, what a fool, Qingjun.

Zhao Rong could even imagine at this moment that when he was quietly taking a crash course in the Duke's mansion, Qingjun was sitting in front of the dressing table with red makeup on his waist and Qing'e red makeup as a bride.

Facing the female elders of the clan who were eager to pass on the experience of those who came here, she frowned, but her pretty face was extremely serious and focused, but she couldn't understand everything no matter how she listened, like a silly little daughter-in-law, her heart was full of tears. It's all about three questions about my little husband's life:

What is 'he' going to do? Can 'he' really stretch in size? 'He' dares to sting me to bleed?I'm a Sword Cultivator of Grand Virtue Realm, brother Rong'er is so powerful...

Heh, 'stupid' lady, you don't know anything about power!

Well, maybe this silly lady didn't understand as much as the little Qian'er who was eavesdropping and blushing at the time 'taught' together.

But it's okay.

Pure white jade is better if it is natural and flawless, let him teach it slowly.

Ladies, please give me some advice.

Zhao Rong blinked.

Therefore, in the first half of last night, the ignorant and ignorant "student" lady was quite cooperative under his harmless and persuasive guidance.

And Qing Jun is worthy of being the lady of the sword fairy, she is very good at any sword.

She has a pair of bare hands with slender, white and tender fingers, but she is very handy with swords.

Let Zhao Rong watch it, and he couldn't help taking a breath from time to time. Later, he only hated that the cool air in the room was not enough for him to breathe.

After there was no cool air in the air, I only felt extremely hot and stuffy, compared to Qing Jun, who felt it too, his pretty face was like a peach blossom.

Therefore, in order to save energy and reduce emissions in the Xuanhuang Realm, we have to change to a method that does not consume cool air.

Moreover, in the darkness, Zhao Rong lowered his head every time.

Seeing that Qingjun was concentrating on drawing his sword hard, his autumn eyes were slightly open and full of curiosity, and he innocently bit his pink lips lightly, with a romantic and innocent expression on his pretty face, but his bare hands were gentle Doing dirty work that doesn't feel right.

He gasped for breath, feeling suffocated.

Therefore, in the second half of last night, Zhao Rong watched the lady's slightly pouty red lips, and taught some more advanced knowledge with a serious face.

Well, I'm not satisfied with giving... giving advice.

Qing Jun was taken aback when he heard that.

Then she also seemed to slow down and noticed something was wrong.

It's not easy for Zhao Rong to fool around, the lady was puzzled and resisted.

However, these twists and turns were suppressed by Zhao Rong, and after that, ahem, they were all on the thief boat, so it was so easy to walk.

So halfway through the second half, it becomes a domineering husband 'bullying' an ignorant and innocent little daughter-in-law...

At this moment, it is raining early in the morning outside.

The bed collapsed, Zhao Rong thought of something, the smile on the corner of his mouth was slightly restrained, and he coughed lightly.

I also feel a little embarrassed.

It seems that it is really a bit of a brain, it is too much, and it doesn't take the lady's feelings into consideration.

Zhao Rong felt guilty.

It seems that recently I have to listen to Qing Jun honestly and be a good husband.

And he was about to go down the mountain soon, so he could avoid the limelight and avoid a few supercilious looks from the lady.

he said in his heart.