[R18] Quickly wear it【Pillow jade and taste vermilion】 – “Quickly Wearing [Pillow on Jade and Taste Vermilion]” Xiulou Chunxing [8] (Fourth update) [English]

Li Yin was really able to keep her composure. She waited for a long time but saw no movement from her.

She almost suspected that she was being careless.

Li Xin moved her stiff buttocks. The night was getting darker and the dew was thicker. The thin cloak on her body could no longer block the coldness, and it penetrated into her skin one by one.

She couldn’t hold on any longer. She gritted her teeth and held on for a stick of incense before finally giving up.

It’s a wasted trip for her.

Li Xinyan hugged the branch and wanted to step down from the original position.

She had been blown by the cold wind for a long time, and her hands and feet were numb, making it difficult to move. She was trembling and frightened.

She was already concentrating on it, for fear that if she didn’t notice, she would fall out of position.

But at this time, God made a joke on her.

“Miss Li?”

When Li Xin carefully climbed up the low wall to step on the stone bench, suddenly, a suspicious voice came from behind her.

Zhuang Lingheng.

Li Xin was distracted, her feet slipped in panic, her body tilted, and she fell uncontrollably from the low wall.

It’s over.

She was screaming in despair.

It’s a trivial matter to throw someone into a trap, but the point is that the rear is her target. She has to lose all her face and explain why she is so sneaky.

All the previous characters have collapsed.

The accident happened so fast that Zhuang Lingheng on the side didn’t have time to react, so his body naturally followed him, stretched out his arms, and narrowly caught her before she hit the ground.

Full of warm fragrance.

He put one hand on her shoulder and hooked her waist with the other, as if he was hugging a ball of warm cotton wool, soft and boneless, almost melting into the palm of his hand.

Li Xin was still in shock, her red lips were slightly parted, the tip of her nose was red, and her eyes were moist with mist.

She grabbed the hem of his chest, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back. The fragrant fragrance in his breath made him lose his mind, and stared at her in a daze.

Li Xin woke up from her trance and noticed the ambiguous posture between the two of them. Her heart was filled with joy, but her face was flushed and her cheeks were flushed, and she was embarrassed:

“You, put me down quickly.”

She’s voice is like a gnat, falling right into He’s ears. It’s weak and has a hint of Nunong, delicate and timid.

Zhuang Lingheng’s breath was stagnant, and he felt offended, so he immediately let go of his hand and distanced the two of them.

Even so, the smooth touch on my fingertips still lingers.

He put his hands behind his back, his palms were hot and trembling almost invisible.

Li Xin straightened her messy hair, smoothed the folds of her skirt, returned to her previous state, and said softly:

“Just now, thank you for helping me.”

She bit her lips, her lips were soft and red, and her teeth were easily visible.

Zhuang Lingheng looked away and shook his head slightly:

“Sorry for any offense caused.”

Only he himself knew how fast his heart was beating, so fast that it hurt.

The two fell into a strange and awkward silence. For a long time, Li Xinfang couldn’t help but raise his eyes, his beautiful eyes passing over his face.

She suddenly burst into laughter, breaking the silence:

“Are you ashamed?”

She looked at he’s stiff figure and his restlessly clenched hands, her pupils bright.

Zhuang Lingheng’s face felt hot:

“No, it’s not—”

A person who is normally well-organized seems to have taken some bad medicine now and cannot even speak a complete sentence.

The more nervous he became, the more he hesitated, and he looked like sweat was breaking out on his dark temples.

he was very upset.

Li Xin admired he’s rather cute embarrassment, her eyes moved, and she smiled:

“How does that wine taste?”

It was an extremely abrupt sentence, but it interrupted Zhuang Lingheng’s panic very well, causing him to subconsciously reply:

“Excellent.”

Li Xinxiao’s eyelashes trembled like butterflies:

“Drink less, this wine is very intoxicating.”

Zhuang Lingheng was stunned for a moment, and when he saw her happy and angry face, a sentence suddenly appeared in his mind:

Wine does not intoxicate people, people intoxicate themselves.

A certain Gen:

Counting the days until the fish takes the bait_(:з」∠)_