Empress Running Away with the Ball!

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"Ah!" She exclaimed a short time, and suddenly turned back, her eyes touching a pair of cold star-like eyes.

For a time, she thought she was in a dream.

How could she see Mochuan?

Impossible, impossible!

She wanted to reach out and rub her eyes, but at the next moment, she was tightly embraced in a warm and familiar embrace, and the clear and familiar breath came across. This is the taste of Mochuan.

She breathed almost greedily and wrapped her arms around his waist. His waist was knotted and strong, because of her hugs, his arms tightened and held her tighter.

"Ning'er, Ning'er, I've been waiting for you for a long time here, and finally I've waited for you ..." His voice rang in her ears, with pain and love, and his big hand stroked her smooth long hair, Closing his eyes, the joy of regaining overwhelmed him.

The two hugged tightly, and no one spoke again.

I don't know how long it took, he finally let go of her arms slowly, she lifted her face in his arms, and the light of the moon shone on her beautiful and delicate face, and her eyes were shining brightly like spring mist and autumn moon. The long eyelashes were moistened with moisture.

She looked at him momentarily, at the familiar handsome face, his eyebrows like distant mountains and clear water, his eyes were more distant than the deep night sky, and there was infinite affection inside, which made her deeply indulged.

He lowered his head and kissed her lips.

At first it was just that soft, gentle touch, but then, he couldn't control himself.

His kiss began to become fierce and moxibustion, and the heat was hot through her lips to her heart, making her blush and heartbeat, breathless and speechless.

The two entangled each other, hugged together, head to head, lips close to them.

Her arms wrapped around his neck, he hugged her slim waist tightly, almost holding her in her arms.

The sky is hanging around, fascinated.

She was turned away by his own head, confused, and the arm around his neck slid weakly, and her body softened.

Mo Chuan's arm hugged her, preventing her from sliding down.

He reluctantly took his lips away from her lips, his eyes falling on her face, his heart tightening suddenly.

Her eyes were tightly closed, her lips became bright and dripping with his kisses, but her face was extremely pale, almost like snow, he had never seen such a white face on her face. .

Is she sick? Still injured? Sleep? Still dizzy?

He wiped her nose and found that she was breathing normally, but she lost consciousness and lay softly in his arms.

Won't you be dizzy by yourself?

When Mo Chuan thought of this possibility, his face was hot.

He was indeed too enthusiastic just now. The kind of enthusiasm relieved from the bottom of his heart burned his entire body, making him unaware of what he was doing. He was like a lion imprisoned for a long time. Suddenly broke the prison cage, and then arrogantly domineering.

The feeling of intoxication made his brain happy as if it was about to explode, and he could not care about anything.

He actually ignored her feelings.

Relentingly kissed her lips softly, his arms supporting her soft cotton body, so that she could sleep more comfortably in her arms.

He didn't know what she had experienced in these three days, he didn't dare to ask, but no matter what happened, he didn't care, as long as she was still in his arms, as long as she was in his heart, he didn't care about anything.