The Story of a Stroppy Princess

The cool breeze, the night is deserted, and the faint moonlight falls on the lake. The waves of light spread like silver ripples, like a dream. (((Catino Novel Network www.wuxiaspot.com )))

In front of the lake, Hua Xiaolong was aware that Huayue Ling's body was shaking slightly, and then she knew that it was late. She immediately clicked her sleeping place, picked her up, and pulled her reins to the prime minister's house. Go, the other big hand clasped Huayue Ling tightly on her chest, afraid she would cool her.

Inside the Asaka Pavilion, Pinger was anxiously walking back and forth in the main hall, anxious. Why didn't the lady come back?

Suddenly, Hua Xiaolong leaped in with Huayue Ling, startling Pinger.

"Xiaolong, what's wrong with Miss?" Pinger thought that Huayue Ling had an accident.

"Linger fell asleep, I took her to the room, you go to sleep." Hua Xiaolong hugged Huayue Ling directly into the room.

Ping'er hurriedly said, "Let's take care of the young lady. Just put her on the bed. By the way, why doesn't the young lady wake up?" Ping'er knew her own lady but she was very sensitive.

"She's tired, I ordered her sleeping place, afraid to wake her up and let her sleep for a while, she's tired enough these days." Hua Xiaolong put Huayue Ling gently on the bed and took the quilt for her Covered.

"Yeah, the lady hasn't taken a good rest since she became an adult commissioner." Pinger nodded quickly.

"Pinger, go to sleep, I can't sleep yet, I will look at Linger." Hua Xiaolong went to the soft collapse by the window and sat down.

Ping'er looked embarrassed. She suddenly felt a little strange to Hua Xiaolong, because his previous vision scared her, and she also found that Hua Xiaolong's aura was getting bigger and bigger, making her afraid to talk back.

"Relax, she's my sister." Hua Xiaolong smiled at Ping'er's worry.

Ping'er then sneered and said, "Well then, I went to sleep, Xiaolong, don't take too long, go to bed early."

Hua Xiaolong nodded and calmed down against the soft collapse, but his heart was always struggling.

After Ping'er looked at him and left with a sigh, she didn't know about Hua Xiaolong, but only felt that after Ye You died, he also changed.

The night was getting deeper and darker, and Hua Xiaolong's heart was getting more and more ups and downs. Thinking of everything he experienced, thinking of Hua Yueling's goodness to Mo Wushuang, his face gradually became gloomy, his eyes were dark and sharp, and slowly came to the flowers. Yue Ling's bedside.

"Linger, I know you only treat me as my brother, but I can't lose you. There is nothing wrong with the master's words. Although I don't want to win the world, but I love you, I can't let any man get you!" Hua Xiaolong's heart Finally came to a conclusion. The light in his eyes was more dim, and a little bit of light stared at Hua Yueling's small face.

Suddenly, Hua Xiaolong reached out and unbuttoned his shirt, revealing his strong and fair skin, and slowly exposed the quilt blooming Yue Ling and drilled in.

Hua Yueling was acupunctured, and she didn't realize it at all. Her clothes were slowly withdrawn until the skin of the two became blind. She still had dreams.

The light of a small oil lamp in the room was swaying slightly. Under the soft light, Huayue Ling's skin was beautiful and tender, smooth and hazy, beautiful figure, full breasts, straight beautiful legs, including the thrilling triangle. Shown one by one in Hua Xiaolong's eyes.

After all, Hua Xiaolong is a fierce young man. Seeing such a seductive scene, his eyes are as deep as the sea, his whole body is stiff, his complexion is flushed, and a strong desire in his heart makes him a little overwhelmed. With a restless mood, his hands are light. The ground touched the delicate skin, and the moment he touched it, he felt like his heart was about to burst out of his chest.

"Linger, don't leave me, you are mine!" Hua Xiaolong lowered her body, and her thin lips gently covered Huayue Ling's small mouth, slowly tasting, a big hand greedily lingered in the twin peaks. Peak, enjoying the feeling of ecstasy, can't bear to leave.

Suddenly, Huayue Ling in her dream seemed to feel uncomfortable, her eyebrows frowned, her face showed anxiety. Although she couldn't move, it was enough to scare Hua Xiaolong away from her little mouth, and her big hands didn't dare to continue wanton .

Hua Xiaolong looked at Hua Yueling's small face in panic. The anxiety and anger in the eyebrows scared him. He was afraid that if he got her body so despicably, maybe her beauty sword would ask him directly tomorrow morning. Life.

"Linger ..." Hua Xiaolong was really scared, and he was afraid that he would hate him for his only reliance.

The only conscience left him to leave Huayue Ling's beautiful and attractive body, lay quietly beside her, and once again began to engage in fierce fighting.

In the early morning of the next morning, Huayue Ling slowly woke up, and when she turned over, her beautiful legs went outside.

Feng Yan opened her eyes sharply, and saw Hua Xiaolong's enlarged handsome face close at hand, and saw that this handsome face was slightly wrinkled, her body moved, her eyes didn't open, but she continued to breathe and sleep smoothly.

Huayue Ling saw the two big dark circles under his eyes, and his little hand under the quilt touched himself, lean!

It felt like I hadn't had that kind of thing, because she didn't feel anything at all, so she let her down a little, uncovered the quilt secretly, and took a look at Hua Xiaolong. At this point, her mouth twitched. late? What happened last night?

Huayue Ling turned her head hard, only thinking that she finally reached the edge of Cuihu, and then she didn't know anything. Does the wine she drank last night still have regular attacks? Or could it be that Xiaolong climbed onto her bed by herself? But now they are both naked. Does he not escape if he does something bad? Is it that I am also willing? Damn it! What's up?

"Little dragon, little dragon!" Huayue Ling immediately reached out and pushed Hua Xiaolong awake.

Hua Xiaolong responded stupidly, turned over and continued to sleep. He didn't tangled until early in the morning and started to fall asleep. He always had the habit of getting up late, and now thought he was sleeping in his room.

"Hua Xiaolong! You get me up!" Huayue Ling roared, uncovered the quilt, and the two were frank and opposite.

Hua Xiaolong scared up almost, panicked in his big eyes, and then saw a naked Huayue Ling, a small face was already gray-gray, terrifying.

Hua Xiaolong suddenly remembered the strategy of last night, but when she saw Hua Yueling so calmly, she looked down at herself, and was frightened with her hands to protect the key parts. A handsome face suddenly became a braised pig head.

Huayue Ling's mouth was drawn straight, and he hadn't covered up yet. He was so ashamed of a big man, he was speechless.

"What the **** is going on here? You explain it to me!" Huayue Ling drank coldly, stretched out his hand and pulled the quilt over, wrapping himself.

At this moment, the door was pushed vigorously, Pinger ran in, and screamed at the sight of the little flower on the bed.

"Pinger, go out!" Huayue roared violently, and the voice was full of slag. Pinger closed the door immediately and trembled. Gosh, what happened to Xiaolong and Miss? ? This **** flower dragon!

"Linger, you, don't you remember?" Hua Xiaolong forcibly calmly, secretly pulled the quilt corner, covered his little brother, blinked a few long eyelashes, and looked at Huayue Ling shyly.

"I don't remember, I just know that I fell asleep by the shore of Cuihu? Then? I want to then!" Huayue Ling looked at him angrily, how did he feel like he was stronger than him, "Right, did we do it?" Huayue Ling was not sure, after all, she was not a virgin anymore.

"Ah!" Hua Xiaolong's face was redder, and a pink layer appeared on her neck and body.

"Ah, what! Did we do it, and, if you don't explain it to me today, I will knock you out!" Huayue Ling was annoyed, and a pair of phoenix eyes were tyrannical.

"No, no." Hua Xiaolong shook his head quickly, shook his hands together, and lowered his head for a long while to pinch out a few words, "I, I won't."

Huayue Ling almost vomited blood, what is the explanation? will not? Is it because he can't, he escaped by himself?

Facing such an explanation, Huayue Ling couldn't help but face red ears.

"To be clear, there is no shortage of words!" Huayue Ling stared fiercely at his particularly lovely handsome face at this time, like a white rabbit being bullied.

"Yes, it was you who fell asleep last night, I hugged you back, and when you put you in bed, you, you dream, just hug me ..." The redder, of course, was not ashamed, because he was lying guilty.

"What!" Huayue lingered, dreaming herself? Is it a dream? Why don't you have any impression?

"I used to point you to sleep. I was afraid that it would wake you up all the way. After I put you in bed, I would untie it for you. I let Pinger go to bed first, and then I would sit by the bed and watch. Yes, then, you, you ... "Hua Xiaolong timidly looked at Hua Yueling's scary white face.

"Did I dream about something?" Huayue Ling thought she dreamed of her boyfriend who broke up with Hyundai, after all, they had a sweet life again.

"It's nothing, that is, it's you, you ,,," Hua Xiaolong held his palm under the nail of a big hand under his quilt. He was afraid that his lie would be exposed, because Linger would be furious, maybe he was not wanted He regretted it a bit, but it was already difficult to ride a tiger.

"Me, what!" Hua Yueling was about to be killed by him.

"Just reach out and grab me, then just overwhelm me and take off my clothes." Hua Xiaolong said, lowering his head, as if aggrieved.

After Huayue Ling had a look, her complexion was very beautiful, green and white staggered, can you count it as a midnight tour? Assault in a dream? But she didn't feel at all, didn't she even touch a big beautiful man?

Hua Xiaolong raised his head, his **** and white eyes blinked at Huayue Ling's silent face.

"Ling, Linger, me, I don't blame you." After that, he lowered his head shyly, and held his quilt with both hands, like a young concubine with buds.

Huayue Ling wants to cry without tears. Who can make history repeat itself? I don't seem to have this kind of experience and experience. The problem is that this is too weird!