I still remember the king's heart

When Sang Yu woke up, there was no one in the room, she wanted to turn over, her body was sore, as if someone had broken up the heavy clothes, the image of last night that made people blush and heartbeat flashed in her mind, quietly red face.

"Crack——" There was a soft knock on the door, and Sang Yu was a little nervous, with a thin layer of sweat oozing from her palms.

It was Huanhua who came in, holding a bowl of medicine in her hand, and she was very pleasantly surprised to see her wake up, "Ma'am, you finally woke up, but you are so anxious to hurt us."

As she said that her eyes were slightly wet, Sang Yu's heart felt warm, and she stretched out her hand to pick up the soup bowl. A corner of the quilt slipped off, revealing her snow-white shoulders. Sang Yu realized that she was naked, and was embarrassed for a while. .

Huanhua noticed the ambiguous traces on the inside of her slender neck with sharp eyes, and then observed that although she was haggard, there was spring in the corners of her eyes and brows, and she lowered her eyelids to hide the sourness in her heart.

In the midst of embarrassment, Su Ming pushed the door open and entered, and was taken aback when he saw her awake, and then a trace of tenderness appeared on the corners of his lips.

He stepped forward to take the soup bowl from Huanhua's hand, without even looking at her, he helped Sangyu up to drink the medicine.

Sang Yu resisted a little, blushing and clutching the quilt tightly, whispered: "Destiny..."

Never seen her act like a little girl in the Hou's mansion, only when facing that person.

Huanhua turned around and gently closed the door.

"Drink the medicine" Su Ming pursed his lips, Sang Yu felt a little angry, so he looked up at her cautiously, his face flushed slightly.

She doesn't like the way Huanhua looks at her, it's clearly affectionate, whether she really doesn't know or pretends not to know.

"I'll put the medicine here, you drink it yourself" Su Ming put the medicine bowl on the table, got up and left.

"Destiny!" Sang Yu yelled in a low voice, reached out to grab her sleeves, and the quilt wrapped around her body fell to her waist, revealing her delicate collarbone and a large area of ​​snowy white on her chest.

Sang Yu was embarrassed, red tides appeared on her pale face, but she didn't dare to let go for fear that she would leave, so she could only grab the quilt with one hand, still showing her snow-white shoulders outside.

Su Ming looked back, the man was shy and timid, his face was red to the ears, and there were traces of last night's happiness on his neck, like red plums and snow on his white skin, scorching her eyes.

The big anger subsided, she had no choice but to sit back and pursed her lips.

"You...can you...turn around first..."

The corners of Su Ming's lips curled up into a half-smile, teasing in his eyes, "I changed your clothes for you last night, and I also bathed you for you."

The implication is that he has been watched all over his body, so there is nothing to hide.

Sang Yu bit her lip, knowing that she would not turn around, she blushed and picked up the obscene clothes from the bed and hid them under the quilt, frantically tying the belt, but she couldn't do it no matter what.

The more anxious the fingers were, the more trembling, one hand didn't hold the quilt, and it slipped down to the waist, half of the obscene clothes were loosely tied to the chest, half concealing the half-exposed flair, wanting to talk.

Su Ming frowned, grabbed the quilt in her hand and threw it aside, then stretched out his hand to fasten the belt of her obscene clothes, picked up the underwear and put it on again, the action was done in one go, obviously this was not the first time she did it, Sang Yu was almost dumbfounded up.

"Do you want me to help you wear the obscene trousers?" Su Ming whispered solemnly.

After that, she picked up the folded clean underwear from the pillow, and Sang Yu snatched them with a blushing face, muttering: "No...no need..."

It was drizzling outside the house, and Nie Fei practiced her sword in the rain when she had nothing to do. The drizzle wet the ends of her hair, but she didn't realize it.

When Huanhua came out of the room, she was in a daze, and walked down the corridor in a daze, until the sword qi pricked her skin, and when the bright sword tip was only an inch away from her throat, she came back to her senses and was shocked a lot. Jumping, leaning over, nearly falling.

Nie Fei quickly supported her, with regret in his eyes, "Sorry, I just focus on practicing swords."

Huanhua shook her head and forced a smile at her, "It's okay, I didn't pay attention."

Only Nie Fei knew how dangerous the sword was just now, and now he still has lingering fears when he thinks about it. Fortunately, when he retracted the sword, the consequences would be disastrous if he stabbed her.

There was a thin layer of cold sweat on her palms, and Huanhua lowered her head to find that her hands were still on her waist, and there was a hint of empathy in her eyes.

"I'm going back to my room first, otherwise Yunhe will cry when he wakes up and can't find me."

Naturally, the child's surname cannot be Ning. Huanhua originally wanted to take the surname of Sang Yu, but she thought it was inappropriate, so she gave her a baby name first.

Nie Fei nodded and let go.

After listening to Su Ming, Sang Yu was silent for a moment. Yuechan could die for her, but she could do nothing but rely on her to drag her down.

Speaking of Yuechan, there was sorrow in her cold eyes, even if she was ruthless for eight years, it would still be righteous, not to mention such a lively and vivid woman, even she couldn't help liking it.

She said softly: "Suming, I feel that I am useless and I can't help you with anything"

Su Ming didn't say a word, she didn't have to do anything when she pulled him into her arms, her presence was the greatest comfort to her.

After ten years of killing, she had already lost too much, and she wanted to keep this last touch of warmth.

The fighting outside is getting more and more serious, not only at night, but also during the day, there will be loud shouts and killings, but because of that person, Sang Yu doesn't feel afraid.

Su Ming still went out often, and when she came back, it was always late at night, and Sang Yu lit a candle to wait for her just like before.

She is still not in good health, sometimes she will fall asleep lying on the table after waiting for a long time, and Su Ming will pick her up and gently put her on the couch before going to take a bath.

"Su Ming..." Sang Yu rubbed her eyes, looking at a pretty face that was close at hand.

Su Ming nodded, "Go to bed first"

There was a faint smell of blood on her body, and Sang Yu frowned sharply and found that her clothes were wet a lot.

"How did you get hurt?!" She got up from the bed and went to undress her clothes.

Su Ming avoids her hand and whispers: "It's okay, don't worry"

Sang Yu's eyes were flushed anxiously, and she looked at her eagerly under the dim candlelight, with sparkles in her eyes, I felt pity for her.

……

Su Ming had no choice but to compromise, lying on the bed, letting the man's cool fingertips pick up his clothes, peeling off layer by layer to his waist, a scar on the snow-white skin spread from his back to his lower back, obviously it was not a new injury, the wound had already Scabs and cracks.

"Does it hurt..." Sang Yu carefully took clean gauze to clean her wound, seeing her frowning and keeping silent, her eyes were inevitably red.

Under the candlelight, the beauty was about to cry, which made people feel pity, Su Ming tilted his head and stretched his brows, took her hand and held it in the palm of his hand.

"doesn't hurt"

Her carefulness reminded her of the frightened little rabbit that night when she first met.

Sang Yu nodded, picked out the ointment from the medicine bottle and melted it in the palm of her hand, smearing it on her bit by bit, and she could see the rise and fall of her chest when she lowered her head slightly, unexpectedly she blushed quietly.

The movements of his hands were more gentle, like a feather scratching his waist, making people's hearts itchy, Su Ming curled up his fingers slightly.

Her skin is so cool, her bare back is as clean as jade, and her scars add a touch of beauty. Sang Yu is a little crazy, and the ointment on her fingertips seems to be more sticky, which implicates her fingers to move continuously until she reaches her waistline, and then goes further. Below is a very warped buttocks.

Su Ming was a little impatient, grabbed her hand, pulled her body down, and searched for her soft lips.

Sang Yu stood up, propped her hands between her loose black hair, her face was reddish, but she followed her wishes, and pecked her lips carefully, her movements were a little jerky, but the kiss was very serious.

Su Ming stretched out her hand to untie her belt, the snow-white dress slid down to her waist, and finally she was the same as herself, she slowly raised her palm to cover it.

Sang Yu was panting slightly, her lower abdomen was hot, her long eyelashes fluttered, and her face was full of great intentions. Su Ming always took the initiative and she was passive. The first time she was on top, she felt a little jerky, but she still grabbed her hand and wrapped it around her. On his own neck, he leaned down and whispered in her ear: "This time I'm on top, you have to listen to me"

The two finally touched each other skin to skin, and because they were the same, their emotions were even more surging. Su Ming's always pale and thin lips were stained with cherry color, his eyes were a little blurred, and he leaned weakly on her shoulder, but there was a small smile on his lips .

The person who has always been deserted, who is about to say something in the blink of an eye, unexpectedly has an astonishing charm.

Sang Yu was stupefied for a moment, Su Ming smiled lightly, and slowly rubbed his leg against her waist, with a low and charming voice, "Can you do it, I'll come if you can, huh?"

The ending sound is slightly raised, it seems to be suspicious and it seems to be whispering.

Sang Yu blushed up to her ears, bit her lip and muttered, "Who... who said no..."

She plucked up the courage to touch it with her fingertips, and felt a warm and wet area. Su Ming half-closed her eyes, but finally couldn't bear the tenderness, she turned her head slightly, her long eyelashes flickering, which seemed a bit shy.

The skin of the person under him can be broken by blows and bullets, his pale face is dyed a cherry color, the cinnabar between the eyebrows is more vivid, and the eyes are like wine, and the rippling light makes people slightly drunk.

Sang Yu was a little bewildered, she didn't know how to move in a daze, Su Ming put a smile on her lips, and offered her own lips, her long legs bent slightly, caressing her.

Sang Yu's face turned red immediately, the man's lips were not as cold as usual, but hot, she could only follow her up and down, trying to poke her fingertips a little further, but was suddenly pressed under her body.

Su Ming turned over and pressed her down, and kissed her with thin lips from top to bottom, a little impatiently, "I'll do it"

The slowness was tormenting, she found the sea of ​​flowers with her fingertips, wandered around, Sang Yu arched her body slightly, finally couldn't bear it, and whispered, "Mmm..."

The fire spread from the fingertips to the sea of ​​hearts, and people couldn't help burning. Su Ming kept reminding himself that he should slow down, but he still wanted her to have a clear spring to quench his thirst.

She took her hand, put it to her lips and kissed, "I want you"

Simple and straightforward enough to make people blush and heartbeat, the blush on Sang Yu's face never faded, she closed her eyes slightly, "Yeah"

When she entered, Sang Yu's whole body froze, and her fingers interlocked tightly.

Su Ming bowed his head and gently pecked her lips, full of pity, "Don't be afraid, I will be gentler."

She nodded her head slightly, and the pain that penetrated her whole body in the next moment, her brows were tightly frowned, and tears flowed from the corners of her eyes.

Sang Yu's white as jade lotus root arms were tightly wrapped around Su Ming's waist, and she was afraid.

Su Ming lowered her head and kissed away the tears at the corners of her eyes, and the kisses fell on the collarbone between her brows and her lips, reaching to her earlobe. She gasped and repeated "Don't be afraid, I'm here"

Sang Yu nodded with tears in her eyes, but there was a smile on her lips. Her slightly trembling fingertips told herself that she was not relaxed, perhaps three points more nervous than herself.

I would like to turn into a fish that you can pity, rise and sink with you, give you my heart and give it to you, as long as you want it, as long as I have it, I will give it to you.

The tide came and went, Sang Yu clung to her tightly and followed her ups and downs, enjoying the music all night, and finally fell asleep leaning on her arm exhausted.

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The author didn't come back from playing until late last night... If you don't update today, you must be catching up on sleep. Everyone misses me too much, ok, happy new year, I can't write well, but thank you for supporting me all the time.