Uncle, a sick beauty dressed as a black lotus

Ye Qingyi was carried back to the bedroom by Xuan Moxiao.

He leaned against Xuan Moxiao's chest, half asleep and half awake, his waist was sore and his legs were weak, his mouth was dry, and it seemed that something had melted in his lower abdomen, it was sticky and warm, and there was an inexplicable feeling The taste of ecstasy.

Ye Qingyi felt that she was broken, from the inside out, from the heart to the person, from the flesh to the soul, all were ruined by Xuan Moxiao.

He was faintly angry, Xuan Moxiao had clearly promised not to do anything to him in the soup pond, but in the end he broke his promise, imprisoned him, forced him, and asked him to obey.The pool water was so hot that he was scalded inside and out, and his skin almost fell off.

But the devil didn't think it was enough, and if he hadn't almost fainted in the soup pool in the end, he would have made a fuss on the shore for a while.

No more trouble, it will be dawn.

"Xuan Moxiao, you, you bastard..." Ye Qingyi clasped Xuan Moxiao's shoulders, grabbed Xuan Moxiao's shoulders, and grabbed five red marks.

Xuan Moxiao didn't even wrinkle his eyebrows. He leaned his upper body, the demon bones on his back were covered by black hair, but the teeth marks on his chest were clearly displayed. It was Ye Qingyi who used it when he was ruthless. The teeth left on his body, he likes to be tight, wishing Ye Qingyi could bite through his bones.

"Uncle Master, you are not strong enough." Xuan Moxiao shook Ye Qingyi, forcing Ye Qingyi to hook him around the neck in a panic, thereby getting closer to Ye Qingyi, and he bowed his head slightly there. There was a heavy kiss on the swollen red lips, and he said narrowly, "At any rate, it must be as heavy as this kiss, so as not to hurt the disciple."

Ye Qingyi looked at Xuan Moxiao tearfully, his face flushed with anger.

Xuan Moxiao only stared at the pitiful and aggrieved Ye Qingyi's face for a moment, but he stopped for a moment on his helpless Ye Qingyi's face, his heart became confused again, and the flames that had just extinguished rushed to his heart again, and he sighed helplessly : "Why is there a goblin like Master Uncle in the world?"

Ye Qingyi spat, turned his face away, and ignored Xuan Moxiao.

Xuan Moxiao gave a doting smile, hugged Ye Qingyi firmly and walked towards the dormitory, when the maids waiting outside the dormitory saw Xuan Moxiao came back, they all knelt down on the ground, not daring to breathe.

Xuan Moxiao stepped into the palace door without looking sideways, and gently placed Ye Qingyi on the couch. Ye Qingyi's clothes and hair were dried inside by Xuan Moxiao, and her body was a little swollen and painful except for Na , Other places are okay, he lay on his side in the bed as if angry, obviously thirsty, but he didn't speak, he only hoped that Xuan Moxiao could leave soon.

However, the weather was not good, so Xuan Moxiao refused to leave. Not only did he not leave, but he also eagerly brought a bowl of hot tea over to him.

"Uncle, drink some water before going to sleep."

Ye Qingyi closed her eyes and refused Xuan Moxiao's kindness: "I'm not thirsty, I'm going to sleep, you can go."

Xuan Moxiao smiled when he heard the words, and whispered a long paragraph in Ye Qingyi's ear.

Ye Qingyi listened unresponsively at first, blushed in the middle, and trembled her eyelashes when she heard it, and turned over in anger at the end.

"Xuan Moxiao!" He pointed at the palace gate angrily, "You shameless bastard, get out!"

Xuan Moxiao slid his long legs up onto the bed, held the tea bowl in both hands, and handed it to Ye Qingyi.

Ye Qingyi's chest rose and fell, and he was angry for a while, then took the tea bowl and drank it down in one gulp.

"Can I go this time?" Ye Qingyi asked.

Xuan Moxiao took the tea bowl and put it on the table. Under Ye Qingyi's knife-like gaze, he climbed onto the bed again, supported his head with his hands, looked at Ye Qingyi and said, "The disciple is guarding the uncle. The uncle is asleep. The disciple Let's go."

Ye Qingyi was shocked, and he stared at Xuan Moxiao angrily: "I can't sleep with you by my side."

"Master uncle really doesn't want to sleep?" Xuan Moxiao lifted Ye Qingyi's long hair with his hand, "If master master doesn't want to sleep, this disciple will do something bad."

Ye Qingyi's waist trembled.

Angrily, he clutched the corner of the quilt tightly, gritted his teeth for a while, and said angrily, "You..."

Before he could finish the words after this word, Xuan Moxiao slammed his mouth shut.

Xuan Moxiao was very familiar with how he dealt with him, no matter how he resisted, he couldn't get rid of the end of Xuan Moxiao prying open his teeth and wantonly mopping him up.He was depressed, unbearable, and short of breath, and he scratched bloodstains on Xuan Moxiao's back indiscriminately with both hands, but he still couldn't get rid of the plunder of the person on his body. Blood flowed down his throat

He finally hurt Xuan Moxiao, but he forgot how thin his clothes were and how weak his body was.

Anyway, when he realized it, it was too late, he had no choice but to let go of Xuan Moxiao, frowning and weeping softly.

Xuan Moxiao swallowed all the blood, his eyes blurred, complacent, wiped away the tears and blood from Ye Qingyi's face, and murmured: "Uncle, how could you do this?"

How can he do this?He really wanted to ask, how could Xuan Moxiao do this!

Ye Qingyi's hand clutching the quilt was numb with pain, his voice became hoarse again, and his eyes were full of tears from being bullied by Xuan Moxiao.

"you you you……"

Xuan Moxiao blocked Ye Qingyi's mouth, not allowing him to speak, and when Ye Qingyi lost consciousness, he let go of his mouth, and lingered on his ear.

He bit the red ear tip lightly, and said in a low voice: "Master, this disciple really loves you..."

Ye Qingyi trembled all over, from head to toe, it was like an electric shock, the pain and numbness made his soul tremble.

He opened his mouth, but he couldn't say anything. His heart felt as if he had been thrown into a frying pan. It was so uncomfortable, so uncomfortable.

He was extremely helpless, but wanted to vent, so he opened his lips, which were slightly swollen by Xuan Moxiao, and bit Xuan Moxiao's shoulder hard.

This bite almost killed half of Ye Qingyi's life.

He sent his whole body towards the head of the bed by three inches, and his head hit the bed curtain. Even so, he still bit Xuan Moxiao fiercely until his mouth was covered with Xuan Moxiao's blood again. .

"Master... this time, you used the right strength..." Xuan Moxiao clamped Ye Qingyi tightly with his big hands, and looked at Ye Qingyi's Qingcheng face falling into the dark red bed curtain, "Master, bite again!" Be tough..."

Ye Qingyi bit even harder as he said.

Xuan Moxiao smiled contentedly.

The red mantle is flirtatious, and the fire of love is hard to extinguish.

The next day, Ye Qingyi slept until noon before waking up.

After trying several times in a row, he lifted his heavy and sour eyelids, and his eyes overlapped. It took him a long time to see clearly the sunlight outside the bed curtain and the people lying beside him.

Xuan Moxiao quietly lay on his side beside him, his right arm was used as a pillow for him, and his left arm naturally wrapped around him, clasped tightly on his shoulder, his fingers were so hard, as if he was afraid that Ye Qingyi would escape , even in sleep, still tightly imprisoned him.

Hearing his heavy and long breathing, he should be still asleep.

Xuan Moxiao, who was silent in his sleep, was quiet and well-behaved. He looked easy to bully. His snow-skinned body was set off by the red bed curtain, which made him extraordinarily fair. After staring at it for a while, he forgot his feelings for a while, raised his hand in a mysterious way, and touched the magic seal between Xuan Moxiao's eyebrows.

The moment her fingertips touched the red flame, Xuan Moxiao slowly opened her eyes.

Under those clear black eyes, there was a faint green glow, Ye Qingyi trembled, and hurriedly withdrew her hand, but Xuan Moxiao quickly grabbed her wrist.

Ye Qingyi's complexion turned pale, and his intestines turned green with regret: "Xuan Moxiao, let me go."

His expression was extremely angry, but his body was weak, and the words that should have been full of anger suddenly lost their momentum, and turned into a coquettish and angry refusal.Xuan Moxiao's slender and thick eyelashes trembled, and he held Ye Qingyi's hand domineeringly, but his mouth was infinitely gentle: "Master, are you awake? Why don't you sleep a little longer."

Ye Qingyi's face was green and pale, he tried his best to grab his wrist, but he couldn't, he sighed: "Can you let me go?"

"What was Master Uncle doing just now?" Xuan Moxiao looked at Ye Qingyi's hand curiously, and then put that limp and boneless hand on his face.

"Uncle Master, do you want to put your hand here, or..." He took Ye Qingyi's hand off his cheek and put it on his neck, "Still put it here."

As he asked, he smiled, and it was true that he looked fearless.

Ye Qingyi's hand shook slightly.

He struggled again, but still couldn't escape from Xuan Moxiao's confinement, and said angrily, "Xuan Moxiao, are you finished?"

Seeing that Ye Qingyi was really angry, Xuan Moxiao hurriedly let go of Ye Qingyi's hand, wrapped his arms around his waist, and brought him into his arms.

"It's just a joke between the disciple and the uncle, don't be angry, uncle." As he said, he rubbed Ye Qingyi's hair coquettishly.

Ye Qingyi really couldn't do anything with Xuan Moxiao, and was angry, but he couldn't help him: "What are you doing holding me? Won't you get up?"

Xuan Moxiao chuckled in Ye Qingyi's ear: "Master's uncle's temper is getting worse and worse. It seems that he is really recovering. This disciple is really happy." He sighed softly and said with emotion, "My disciple is dreaming I never thought that I could sleep until noon with my uncle who is refreshed, uncle... this disciple has never been so happy in this life."

Wanting to break free from Xuan Moxiao, Ye Qingyi, who got up from the bed, frowned slightly.

He couldn't tell how he felt, but he was indeed softened by Xuan Moxiao's words, and lost his strength.

Feeling that the body of the person in his arms no longer resists the tightness, the smile in Xuan Moxiao's eyes grew stronger. He touched Ye Qingyi's smooth shoulders, and said in a pleading voice: "Uncle, would you like to wear this red glow?" Is it on you?"

Ye Qingyi was taken aback for a moment, unable to understand what Xuan Moxiao meant.

The bed curtain covering the two of them is bright red, the sun shines in, the red glow is everywhere, he is immersed in the red glow, he only feels that he is intoxicated when he is awake, and he is drunk when he is asleep, but he doesn't know how to wear the red glow on his body what do you mean.

He didn't answer, but the heart of the person he was relying on was beating wildly, and there was a thud in his ear, "Master, why don't you speak?" He heard Xuan Moxiao say urgently.

Ye Qingyi was half awake and half confused: "What did you say?"

Xuan Moxiao supported him to sit upright, took his hands, stared eagerly into his eyes and said, "Master, are you willing to marry your disciple? Are you willing to marry Xuan Moxiao?"

Ye Qingyi's watery eyes widened suddenly.

It turns out that this is what it means to put Hongxia on your body.

He looked at Xuan Moxiao in shock, his heart echoed Xuan Moxiao's heart through his chest...

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