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Chapter 228 Call Xianggong, I love to hear it!

The man stopped laughing when he heard this, glared at Mo An, and snorted coldly: "You bunch of trash, aren't worthy of fighting with me!"

After saying that, his eyebrows and eyes were curved, and his smile reappeared. He turned around and disappeared without a trace.

Mo An was shocked and wanted to go forward to chase him, but was stopped by Bai Muqi. He said, "Stop chasing him, it's just a clone, and it's useless if you chase him."

"This..." Mo An hesitated, and finally stopped. He knew Bai Muqi's ability, and he naturally believed what he said, but he couldn't help but feel a little hatred for the person behind the scenes, and his whole body also became listless from his previous fighting spirit.

At this time, Jiang Yu was in a teahouse, holding a cup of tea, staring at the people who appeared in the tea, chuckling with eyebrows. Bai Muqi really made him look at him with admiration. He could tell at a glance that it was his clone technique.

I originally planned to use the Qilin Gu today to destroy Bai Muqi. As long as Bai Muqi dies, no one will be able to save Ji Nuan. But now he has changed his mind temporarily. It may be of great use to keep Bai Muqi.

As for Ji Nuan and Song Wangchen, according to today's view, it was a foregone conclusion that they turned against each other and became enemies, so he naturally had no scruples anymore.

With a "bang", the tea cup in his hand was crushed by him, the tea water splattered everywhere, and blood fell to the ground like raindrops, but he smiled.

It won’t take long before the resentment he and Ling Cheng accumulated for thousands of years will end, and everyone here will die!

...

At that time, Ji Nuan had already opened her eyes in a daze, and saw Song Wangchen staring at her affectionately, her thin lips trembled slightly, but she couldn't say a word.

"Wangchen, I'm fine!" The pink lips raised and a smile reappeared.

When Ji Nuan slept, she dreamed that she and Song Wangchen had everything from getting to know each other and falling in love, including beauty, misfortune, and misunderstandings, but they still got to this day step by step.

They are people from two worlds. Song Wangchen can be Ling Cheng, but she comes from the future and will definitely not be Ye Ling.

Bai Muqi was right. Everything was her inner demon. It was not true, nor was it about to happen, because Mu Han had long been dead, and Ling Cheng and Ye Ling were also dead.

The person in front of him was Song Wangchen, the one who saved her from water and fire many times, the one who married her, the one who still never left her when she saw her becoming a fox demon, and the one who would rather let down the world for her sake. What reason does she have to doubt his sincerity, and what qualifications does she have to resent him now because of his faults in his previous life?

Song Wangchen still said nothing, staring at her with hazy eyes. He was not sure that all this was a dream or a illusion, so he didn't dare to move, he couldn't move.

Ji Nuan reached out to stroke his cheek and said again: "I'm sorry! Today I was a little out of control and said a lot of words that hurt you. I apologize to you. Can you not be angry?"

Seeing that Song Wangchen was still unmoved, she felt that he must be angry. She hurriedly stood up on the bed, but fell back to the bed with great difficulty.

There was a faint pain in her chest, so painful that she couldn't help but say "ah", her eyebrows frowned slightly, and tears bloomed again

It begins to be stained in the eyes.

Song Wangchen woke up like a dream, and asked her with concern what she felt uncomfortable and wanted to eat, but she didn't ask what she had just seen and why she was harsh to him?

He wanted to know who the person she loved and hated was? But he couldn't bear to ask, couldn't bear to poke her scar, and was even more afraid of hearing that there were other people in her heart.

Ji Nuan took his hand, stroked his chest, pouted and acted coquettishly, "It hurts so much, it hurts so much, because you were angry just now and ignored me, so it hurts so much!"

"I'll go find Bai Muqi to show you!" Song Wangchen was puzzled and wanted to get up to find Bai Muqi.

Ji Nuan chuckled, grabbed his hand and asked again: "My husband, my chest hurts. Are you willing to let Senior Bai see you?"

As soon as she called her husband, she heard Song Wangchen's heartbeat like thunder. Ji Nuan had never called him like this. Seeing her charming eyes as silk as silk, her pear nest appeared in a shallow light, she became more and more suspicious that this was her own hallucination.

Ji Nuan's dull reaction made her smile. In the past, she always felt that the word "官网" was too tight, and she would fall all over the ground with goose bumps.

But for some reason today? She just wanted to call him like this, perhaps because Ye Ling had called him like this.

Ye Ling is a very lively and cute, very willful and can act coquettish.

But she is not. Since childhood, she has been independent, stubborn, and very rational. She is not cute at all, and she will not act spoiled.

She was a little scared, afraid that the woman who looked exactly like her would compare her.

But Song Wangchen was not like Ling Cheng. Her stupid look was inexplicably cute. She held his hand and suddenly pushed her forward with force.

Song Wangchen never thought she would do this. He shook his body and leaned over and stood on the bed, staring at her blankly.

The jade hand slowly slid on his neck, Ji Nuan hugged him and stood up, murmured in his ear: "Are you angry?"

Ru Lan's aura lingered in his ears, Song Wangchen's face turned red, and the word "官网" made him feel numb and numb. He didn't know how he felt now, and how he should respond to her?

Seeing that he was indifferent, Ji Nuan felt that he was not gentle enough and cute enough, so she simply bit his earlobe and gently kissed his side face.

The soft lips were printed on the cold skin. Song Wangchen looked at Ji Nuan sideways. Before he could speak, he saw her curling lips and chuckling. His little hands were pinching his cheeks unscrupulously, and he forced him to look smiling. Then he nodded with satisfaction and gave him a sweet kiss.

Drops of wet and hot tears slid down his cheeks, and she closed her eyes, constantly biting his lips, flexibly tugging in his mouth.

Song Wangchen was stunned for a moment, then pushed her away, trying his best to restrain his desire to take her for himself, and said, "Your chest hurts, here..."

The three words Mo Mansion have not yet been expressed, Ji Nuan posted them again, her flexible tongue is like a fish about to be stranded, swam into his mouth and into his heart. As she swam, she used her strength to the tip of his tongue.

After taking a bite, the sweet and bloody kiss ignited all his desires.

As the lips and tongue were lingering, their breathing became more and more rapid, and Song Wangchen reluctantly left her lips.

"It's not suitable here!" After saying that, he put his shoulders on her, picked her up, and strode towards the secret room.

Song Wangchen was very rational. After entering the secret room, he set up a barrier outside the secret room. This loving and lingering thing naturally cannot be disturbed by others.

Ji Nuan had already lost her mind. She kept stroking his earlobe, kissing his face, and teasing his heartstrings all the way.

As soon as her soft body touched the cold stone bed, she bounced up and hung it around his neck, her red cheeks, and her little mouth kept calling him to her husband.

The gentle husband called him to be happy and his heart rippled. His whole body was as if he was soaked in a hot spring. The warm and comfortable feeling made him fascinated and crazy about it, but he did not move, but stared at her and listened to the most wonderful sounds in the world.

Seeing that he had not moved for a long time, Ji Nuan turned over and pressed him under him, leaned over and kissed his lips, and urgently pulled off his belt, pulled his clothes one by one, revealing his white and strong chest, and his slender jade fingers wandered back and forth across his body, drawing one wonderful notes after another.

Song Wangchen grabbed her bad little hand and murmured: "Madam, I admire you!"

After saying that, he turned over and pressed her under his body, stared at the smile on her cheeks, and couldn't help but kiss her. The wet and hot kisses slid all the way to his collarbone. He eagerly took off her clothes and printed a kiss of love on her snow-white skin.

A series of wonderful chants and a series of happy husbands made him feel as if he was on the sea and fell into the clouds. Listening to the unique wonderful melody in this world, the two of them clasped their fingers, their skin was tightly attached, and their body and mind were integrated.

The lingering and sad lovesickness is deep in the bones, and the warm currents are stirring in the hearts. All the sufferings become seasonings for life in front of the two, making them cherish each other more and rely more on each other.

I don’t know how long it took, but the passion gradually faded away. He still hugged her tightly, felt the softness of her body, and tasted the sweet candy that made him live on for a long time.

When his lips were kissed to the point where they felt red, swollen and painful, Ji Nuan gently pushed him away and said coquettishly: "Bad guy, Song Wangchen is a big bad guy!"

Song Wangchen frowned at first, then murmured: "I call you my husband, I love listening!"

Ji Nuan lowered her eyes and escaped from his sight that she wanted to see through, and deliberately said, "Don't shout!" but couldn't help but draw the words "My husband" on his chest, engraved in his heart.

The warm current in my heart could not dissipate for a long time. After Song Wangchen printed a kiss between her forehead, he held her tighter and smiled on his cheeks, like a snow lotus blooming alone in the iceberg facing the cold wind. It was hard to come by and was pure and mellow.

"My husband, I can definitely take it over tomorrow. Let's not give up, okay?" A gentle tone was filled with a hint of prayer. Everything that happened today made her a little scared, but she still didn't want to give up.
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