Song Zhao was so nervous that he couldn't breathe, and his eyelashes were trembling.

My mind was buzzing, and I didn't dare to recall what had just happened.

Although he was just a show of himself, he was so powerful that she was almost broken...

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

The Song family Azhao is not clean anymore!

She shouted in her heart, her face full of fire.

He lowered his bumpy and sore legs and said softly, "Little Langjun... there is no one outside."

Si Yu raised his head and calmed his breathing with some uncontrollable intensity.

Suppress the beating of heartbeat

He slowly let go of his hand.

The blue veins on the back of the hand bulged because they suppressed the strong desire and desire.

His eyes were blood-colored, like a wolve that was about to transform into, and he could instantly remove the person in front of him and eat him into his stomach.

Feeling the strong domineering radiantness that the man exuded, Song Zhao's breathing was slightly rapid.

He closed his clothes and his voice was pitifully low, "Brother... don't bully me."

She shrank into a ball with pity.

The bedding that was originally surrounded by her was ravaged and wrinkled, pushed against her waist.

And the collarbone of her neck, there were dense red marks, which were all the way to the lotus arms.

There are crystal water traces hanging on those red marks.

Si Yu's whole body was stretched straight, and his eyes began to jump.

Those moments when the chains hit wildly.

An impulse flashed through his mind countless times.

I wanted to lift the bedding, but it was true, and I pressed her into the pillow to cry, making her tremble violently because of him.

now.

Looking at the traces between the girl's neck, his Adam's apple slid and reached out to stroke it gently, "Does it hurt?"

Song Zhao shook his nose, more shy, "It hurts a little."

"It seems like I've been exerting too much force." His eyebrows slowly rose, and his tone of speech was not ashamed. He whispered softly, "It's all swollen, it's getting up."

Song Zhao's back of the head was lightly locked by him.

The jaw was raised unconsciously.

The man bows his head.

The thin lips gently pecked over the traces of gnawing, and the fine red marks.

Song Zhaose shrank for a moment and widened his eyes nervously.

"I didn't bully you."

He spoke.

The man's eyes were hot, and his deep eyes were very dark. His eyes were depicting her eyebrows and eyes, Su Liao, "Mr.... is loving you."

Song Zhao just looked up at his rolling Adam's apple.

The lines from his chin to his neck slid very sexy as he swallowed.

Song Zhao couldn't help swallowing... Actually, she was willing to do whatever he did to her in the face.

Si Yu lowered his head, his voice a little hoarse, "Brother, be gentle next time."

He always wants to marry the little girl from the Song family.

And on that day, he would definitely bully her and cry.

*

This night.

Di Ji was guarding outside the house and naturally heard the movement inside.

Di Jie's face was filled with the sad expression of his master being ruined.

His eyes were solemn, and he leaned against the pillar of the octagonal pavilion with a long sword in his arms. He suddenly hesitated whether he would tell his master the truth about Song Zhao's assassination.

Now that things have come... the master has made substantial progress with Song Zhao. He can feel that his master is very happy. Shouldn't he break his master's happiness?

But just hiding it like this, he was also worried, what if Song Zhao's intention to kill again one day?

After all, he has not found the reason why Song Zhao assassinated his master yet.

Di Ji was not very sure whether Song Zhao had really turned aside.

He is now confused and becomes a ball of yarn, sighing.

Yun Xiu observed him secretly for a long time, walked up to him quietly, holding a pot of wine in his hand, "It's late at night, why don't you wear a piece of clothing? How can you get cold? I've brought you hot wine to warm your body."

Di Ji took the wine handed over by Yun Xiu, raised his head and took a sip, and felt very warm in his heart, "Thank you, Sister Yun Xiu, you are always so considerate."

Yun Xiu smiled disapprovingly, looked at Di Ji and said, "What's wrong with you? Are you in a bad mood? I have been finding out recently that you always sigh at the master's outer room."

Di Ji's expression was a little unnatural, and he pursed his lips and said, "You may have read it wrong..."

"A Ji, we grew up together. I regard you as my brother. We have always been very close to each other, right?" Yun Xiu whispered sadly.

"But since Princess Zhaoyang appeared, you have a sense of distance from me. I think you don't tell me the secret because... do you don't trust me?"

Di Ji immediately denied firmly, "I don't, why would I not trust you? I trust you the most!"

Yun Xiu curled his lips lightly, hiding the sinisterness in his eyes, and said, "Is that right? I thought, my master suspected that day that I might be a spy, and you also doubted me... If so, I would be so sad."

Di Jie stood upright and said solemnly, "Sister Yunxiu, don't think so. I know you are considering your master wholeheartedly. You must never be a spy!"

After pausing, he said hesitantly, "As for some of the secrets you feel, the reason I hide them from you is because I promised my master not to tell them."

After hearing this, Yun Xiu was almost at a loss. She said with understanding, "I understand, you have to listen to your master. But you should have seen that the county magistrate built an underground palace in the city. In fact, he listened to the orders of Princess Zhaoyang. Now the people of Nanxun complain, which has also made the county magistrate famous."

Di Ji was stunned, and his handsome face condensed, full of anger and disgust, "So is this really a person who caused the people of Nanxun to suffer?"

"Who else besides her... The county magistrate dares not do such a bold thing!" Yun Xiu lowered his eyes and said thoughtfully, "The people of Nanxun hate Princess Zhaoyang, and Princess Zhaoyang also hate Princess Zhaoyang very much. However, Princess Zhaoyang has a huge family background and no one dares to offend him.

But if Princess Zhaoyang herself came to Nanxun, once the people knew about it, there would be a big uproar, and then it would definitely be exposed to the master."

Di Jie's eyes suddenly shook.

"A Ji, I'm going to tell you, I doubt the identity of the outer room... I'm just not sure, but if she is really, the people know it, the master will be very dangerous." Yun Xiu looked at Di Ji with great sincerity, "A Ji, can you tell me if she is really Princess Zhaoyang? It's also easy for me to rest."

Di Ji hesitated for a moment, then nodded and admitted.

Anyone who involves the interests of the master will lose his mind.

Besides, Yun Xiu is more reliable than Song Zhao. Even if you tell Yun Xiu this kind of thing, it doesn’t matter, but it can help the master.

Yun Xiu's face turned cold when he heard this.

really.

That little bitch is really Princess Zhaoyang!

In just a moment, Yun Xiu's eyes were filled with panic, "So she is really Princess Zhaoyang... You should have told me earlier, so that I can find a way to stop her from coming to Nanxun, so there is no need to worry about being found out by the county magistrate...

You don’t know. The county magistrate was asking me just now, why did the master’s outer room look like Princess Zhaoyang?

There is a portrait of Princess Zhaoyang in his hand. I think her identity cannot be hidden!"
Chapter completed!