Quick time travel: The cold villain is acting like a baby in my arms again

Qiu Cimu's hair was fixed with a jade crown, and a lot of hairpins and jewels were worn on it, which looked graceful and luxurious.The cheeks exposed under the hijab are as white and delicate as cream, the long eyelashes are trembling like butterfly wings, and the light-colored lips are tightly pressed, but they are particularly sexually arousing, as if they are asking for something from her , and seemed to be afraid of something.

She watched Qiu Cimu's Adam's apple slide up and down, leaving a trace on her white neck like jade.

Her fingers trembled slightly, and the person in front of her had already opened her eyes. The light-colored sight was reflected in her dark pupils, and the two pairs of eyes immediately looked at each other.

A face that is all over the country, a handsome face that is cold and indifferent, a pair of light and clear eyes, and a pair of eyes that are as deep as the sea.

Qiu Cimu stared at her blankly, and she also stared at him blankly, for a moment the time stood still, and the hustle and bustle went away from them, as if only the two of them existed in this world. .

Mu Ciwan only felt that her throat was tight, she stretched out her hand to touch that face, but her hand was hanging in mid-air and did not come down for a long time.

Qiucimu saw what she was going to do, raised his eyebrows and drew a slow smile on the corner of his mouth, seeing her rarely shrink back, he also took the initiative once, pulling his fingers to the cold and warm The tactile contact of each other, which they have done countless times before their eyes meet.

The warm fingertips landed on his slightly cool face, but the coolness soon disappeared, Qiu Cimu's cheeks centered on the contact point of her fingertips, and the blush slowly spread.

Not rouge, but even more beautiful than rouge.

"Mu Mu." Mu Ciwan murmured again, but this time, she finally found her own words and returned to her previous appearance, with the corners of her mouth raised and a smile on her face.

Her fingertips were still on Qiucimu's face, and the warmth that rose up gave her a real feeling.

Her fingertips slid across his smooth skin, causing a burst of numbness, and her breathing became a little short, but she finally restrained herself and gently embraced him, letting Qiu Cimu cling to her warm chest , heard the sound of the frantically beating heart.

She lowered her head and kissed his smooth and full forehead, the tip of her nose, face, and lips, moving around, drawing his perfect outline inch by inch, almost devouring him bit by bit.

Qiu Cimu blinked, and suddenly stopped her next move, with a smile in her eyes: "Did Your Highness forget something?"

Mu Ciwan was taken aback for a moment, and Qiu Cimu continued: "Don't you want to drink the wine?"

"Of course I want to drink." With deep eyes, Mu Ciwan picked him up by the waist and put him on the wooden stool beside the table. Even the wooden stool was painted with red paint, and the table was covered with a red cloth , there are things like this longan on it, wishing for an early birth to your son.

Looking at Longan, Qiu Cimu suddenly remembered something, held Mu Ciwan's wrist with his backhand, and stopped her from handing the cup to him: "I have something to explain, I can't have children."

"Then it won't happen." Mu Ciwan replied almost without hesitation.

What's the matter, she never even thought about the fact that there would be an extra child between them.

Qiu Cimu's brows and eyes were loosened, the cold cup fell into his hands, and his hands were linked, the cold liquid slid from his throat all the way to his stomach.

Neither of them is a person who pays attention to rituals, but some rituals can really make people feel happy, the solemnity of love and the joy after they are together.

The hairpins were taken off by Mu Ciyan little by little, and the strands of hair hung down on her shoulders, giving her the hazy feeling of a beauty.

Mu Ciwan lifted a strand of his hair and kissed him lightly: "Mu Mu, we are married."

"Ah."

"You are my husband."

Mu Ciwan leaned close to his ear and whispered softly, she didn't drink much wine, there was only a little sweetness of wine, but it was not intoxicating.

"Well, I'm your husband."

"Then what am I yours?"

Mu Ciwan looked at Qiu Cimu, getting closer and closer, Qiu Cimu could even feel the vibration in the air when Mu Ciwan approached him and spoke.

"You are mine..." Qiu Cimu paused, and finally, as Mu Ciwan expected, he said those two words: "wife master."

The next second was dizzying, and when he looked back, he was already lying on the bed, Mu Ciwan was on top of him, with his hands supporting the bed, looking down at him, making Qiu Cimu feel like he was being targeted by a hungry wolf, but He was not afraid, forcibly suppressing the shyness in his heart, he stretched out his arms to wrap around Mu Ciwan's waist, his eyes were full of connivance.

"Goodbye, I am your husband."

Mu Ciwan bent down and sniffed gently at his neck: "Well, you are mine."

Without Fulang, you are only mine, not an identity, but you really only belong to me.

Mu Ciwan held his seductive lips upwards, and gave a long kiss, which made both of them breathless. His fingers tightly grasped her skirt, but he didn't let go, still clinging to her.

Kiss all the way down...

The red pig swayed, occasionally trembling the candlelight when it was frightened by the sound of the vibration, and then reflected its shadow on the door.

It's a pity that I don't know who I offended. The candlelight that I worked so hard to light finally went out, leaving wax marks on my body, just like the teardrops rolling down from someone's teary eyes. It's a pity that I was licked before they fell. Exhausted.

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Needing to enter the palace on the second day, Qiu Cimu woke up from the trance, and buried herself in Mu Ciwan's warm embrace.

"Little slob, wake up."

Qiu Cimu took a deep breath, and slapped away the messy hands on his neck: "Get up when you get up, don't move your hands and feet."

"As far as love goes, Fu Lang still cares about these things?"

Qiu Cimu didn't care, but he couldn't do it anyway.

After changing clothes and washing, he pushed open the door, and a gust of cold air rushed in. Qiu Cimu shivered, and a cloak was added to his body: "Wear it, don't catch a cold."

Everything outside is covered in silver. Overnight, the world changed its appearance. The old branches couldn't support the thick snow. There was a thick sound.

There are some icicles on the top of the eaves, and there are rows of different lengths, which are clearly many, but it always gives people a feeling of loneliness.

The movement this night was not small, but unfortunately neither of the two who slept late did not notice what was happening outside, and only focused on the person in front of them.

No one cleaned up the courtyard, and Mu Ciwan never let them in except when preparing warm water, so I could only see that the snow outside was much shallower than inside, and it should have been cleaned early in the morning, so it would be convenient for later travel.

The yard had to wait for Mu Ciwan's order before he could come in and take care of it.

But in the future, these things will be managed by Qiucimu.

There is a plum blossom in the corner of the wall that blooms just right in this snowy day. It was just a flower bud yesterday, but it bloomed overnight. The red plum and snow scene, no matter how you look at it, today is a good day.

Qiu Cimu glanced at the person beside him, Mu Ciwan grasped his hand with a tacit understanding, lowered his head and kissed him on the lips.

"Eat breakfast before entering the palace?"

"it is good."

Side-by-side footprints appeared on the snow, stretching all the way, and were slowly covered by new snow. Light snow fluttered and scattered, covering the backs of the two side by side.

The rest of my life is still very long.