The woman's delicate lips were close at hand.

Just lower your head and you can enjoy her beauty.

The man gradually approached those red and moist lips, until he could even clearly see the fine hairs on her face.

He held his breath, his lips almost touching hers.

She had closed her eyes and allowed him to kiss her.

But at this critical moment, a fierce struggle flashed in the man's eyes.

Finally, before they really met, he turned his head away abruptly.

He took a deep breath and tried to prop himself up to get off the couch.

The woman noticed his intention.

The woman opened her eyes, hooked her hand, and exerted force.

He was caught off guard and fell back on the woman, pinning her down heavily.

Hearing only her groan of pain, he hurriedly supported her sides with his hands and raised himself up: "Does it hurt you?"

The man's eyes were full of panic, completely different from his usual calm and indifferent self, as if he had become a completely different person.

Shen Nanxing still had her hands around the man's neck, tears in her eyes, and nodded aggrievedly: "Yeah, it hurts."

"Where does it hurt?" The man was even more panicked and subconsciously wanted to get up to check if she was injured anywhere.

But he was careless for a moment and was hugged by the woman and rolled over, and the two of them rolled around on the couch.

The positions of the two people immediately changed, with the woman on top and the man on the bottom.

Shen Nanxing propped up her head and looked at the man beneath her, her black eyes sparkling: "It won't hurt this way."

Then, without waiting for the man's response, she lowered her head without hesitation and pecked the man hard on the lips.

Then another.

He kissed her four or five times in a row before he raised his head.

The man was obviously stunned by the kiss, and there was panic and helplessness in his dark eyes, completely losing his usual dangerous and fierce look.

She looked more like a virgin who had been brutally raped and didn't know what to do.

Shen Nanxing's heart moved, and her eyes were moist and sparkling: "You clearly wanted to kiss me just now, why didn't you kiss me?"

The corners of the man's eyes turned red, and he forced his head to the side: "Is this how General Shen always treats his guards?"

The voice was hoarse and awkward.

Shen Nanxing was almost laughing out of anger. She placed her hand on the man's brow bone and slid her fingertips gently down his cheek.

She felt the man's body suddenly stiffen with satisfaction.

She then raised her eyebrows and said, "Iron Guard, are you jealous?"

"My subordinates dare not."

There was a clear sense of suffocation in the voice.

Shen Nanxing couldn't help but chuckle and was in a very good mood.

She used both hands to pull the man's face back and without hesitation, she kissed him on the lips again.

Coax him: "Don't be angry, I only treat you like this."

"Look, I've kissed you so many times, shouldn't you kiss me once too?"

"Could it be that the Iron Guard always likes to owe others?"

She pouted her red lips slightly and looked at him provocatively.

The man looked at the moist red lips so close to him, and felt his throat dry and tight. Then he heard the woman's coquettish temptation, and the rationality in his mind finally couldn't hold on and faded away.

He pressed the woman's head with his big hand, and suddenly pressed her lips against his own. At the same time, with a pull of his big hand, the positions of the two people suddenly changed.

Mainly anti-customer.

The woman responded enthusiastically.

She hooked one hand around his neck, and with the other hand quietly untied the thin straps of her clothes, and then pulled off his belt...

The man's eyes were red as he greedily kissed her lips, her neck, her collarbone, and then all the way down...

-

Hu Lin fell into a coma.

Qiao Da held the letter and sighed.

"It's useless! I got beaten up and the letter hasn't even been delivered yet..."

Qiao San frowned: "This matter is urgent, we must inform the master immediately."

Qiao Si nodded: "This matter cannot be delayed."

Qiao Er took a step back, his face filled with fear. "What are you all looking at me for? Huh?"

Qiao Da said earnestly, "Look, you made such a big mistake last time, but the Ninth Thousand Year Old didn't punish you. I guess you're the one he trusts the most."

Qiao San: "If the three of us go, we'll definitely get beaten. But if you go, it'll be different."

Qiao Si wiped his eyes and said, "Can you bear to watch your brothers get beaten?"

Qiao Er pointed at himself and said, "Nine Thousand Years Old, do you trust me the most?"

The three bridges nodded in unison.

Qiao Er scratched his head, his brows revealing a mixture of shyness and pride he couldn't conceal: "Then, then I'll take this trip!"

He quickly arrived at the tent and shouted through the door curtain, "Master, I'm here to deliver a message!"

Then he reached out and prepared to lift the curtain and go in.

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