Chapter 115 Contradictory
Chapter 115 Contradictory
Nie Changjue may have tried kissing for the first time. Judging from Chu Guo and his actual combat experience, it can be said that it was really bad.
Chu Guo didn't know why, but suddenly remembered, it seemed that since the day Nie Changjue was imprisoned in the Moon Moon Tower, Nie Changjue had never touched his lips, and always pressed himself and cared for himself. start venting...
Feeling that this body was getting softer and softer, even a little out of breath, Chu Guo probably knew that it might be Xing Yumo's first kiss, he didn't know what happened suddenly, and wanted to push Nie Changjue away fiercely. .
But this body didn't mean that at all, and even stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around Nie Changjue, panting slightly, obviously already very emotional.
Chu Guo: "..."
You are so old, how about kissing someone who is ten years younger than you and can be a godson?
Does Nie Changjue have any plots? Without a mother, there is no need to find such an old wife, right?
The more Chu Guo thought about it, the more something went wrong, but he couldn't control himself.
When the two of them both fell on the bed, this inexplicably long torture for him was finally over. Nie Changjue was lying on top of his body, panting, his amazingly bright eyes, for a split second He looked at himself without blinking.
Feeling that his wrist was being grabbed by Nie Changjue, although it was only a boy's body, his arm was already very strong, making him unable to move at all, Chu Guo wailed in his heart: I don't want to play a live erotic palace! ! !
"That's enough." Chu Guo heard himself say, and finally there was no doubt in his tone that he was most familiar with Mrs. Xing.
Nie Changjue froze slightly, his eyes flickered, he just looked at Xing Yumo and didn't speak.
Chu Guo felt his beating heart gradually calm down and returned to normal, and he heard himself say again: "You don't need to be like this, Nie Changjue."
Nie Changjue looked at himself in disbelief, but his hand was brushed away unguarded.
Xing Yumo got up and tidied up her somewhat messy clothes, and simply tidied up her headgear in front of the bronze mirror, before leaving the boudoir that belonged to her without looking back.
He heard himself say calmly before closing the door: "I'll wait for you for half a stick of incense."
After half a stick of incense, the two sat side by side on the roof.
Chu Guo: "..."
Why don't you go to the big cool lotus pond at the bottom, and let it bask in the sun?
Nie Changjue reached out and grabbed his sleeve, saying, "Be careful not to fall."
Chu Guo heard himself give a faint "hmm", but his heart was filled with warmth again.
"Yumo, Banzhuxiang, or a year or two, I will do my best not to make you wait too long."
Chu Guo: "..."
I never knew you were so talkative.
"My father has made a marriage contract for me, and someone will come to propose marriage next month." Chu Guo felt his heart throbbing, but the words he said were not disturbed.
"Yu Mo, can't you refuse again for me?" Nie Changjue said, still with that sincere look in his eyes.
Chu Guo turned his eyes away from looking at him, and said cruelly: "I have rejected too much for you..."
He felt that the corners of his eyes were sore again, but this time he couldn't pretend that nothing happened for a moment, and he even had a tendency to burst into tears, sobbing: "I am 25 this year, you are still so young, there will be more in the future." A little girl who is younger than me and more suitable for you..."
"I only want you." Nie Changjue said, Chu Guo's heart trembled.
He couldn't tell whether it was Xing Yumo's reaction or his own, but what was certain was that his cheeks were already moist.
Nie Changjue hugged Xing Yumo again, and whispered in her ear: "No matter how many women marry me later, they are all concubines, and only you are my wife."
Every word is like affectionate.
So that's the case... Chu Guo thought in a daze.
Later, no matter what the reason was, Nie Changjue married a woman whose status was not lower than Xing Yumo, such as Tan Qingyan, or Jiang Ye, whose real identity was not known to many people, after all, she was just a concubine.
"Can I trust you?" Chu Guo heard himself saying, there was a hint of hesitation in his tone, but the building was almost ready to agree to Nie Changjue.
"Yes." Hearing such a word, Chu Guo felt that this person really loved him.
Although he couldn't see Nie Changjue's expression clearly.
"Okay." Chu Guo heard himself say, "As long as you tell me, I will believe it."
As long as you say it, I will believe it.
From this sentence, Chu Guo suddenly caught a fleeting illusion. Why is it that as long as Nie Changjue says it, she will believe it?
Shouldn't it be, I trust you enough?
Chu Guo really wanted to see Nie Changjue's expression at this moment, but was suppressed by this body, he could feel that Xing Yumo just wanted to be completely immersed in this embrace at this moment...
Xing Yumo, do you really trust this person in front of you completely?
Chu Guo thought suddenly.
What if, from the very beginning, you paid for your life so wrongly?
In the mansion of Shangshu of the Ministry of War, in the boudoir of Xing Yumo, the daughter of the daughter of the palm of the hand, the pond is full of lotus flowers, which are as fragrant as fresh ink after rain, and the blue tile eaves are neatly arranged and spread all the way.
But all these beautiful things can't be washed away, and can't be covered up—the haze in the eyes of the little boy who hugged Xing Yumo tightly.
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