Mo Xi seemed to have had a long, long dream. Someone kept calling her to wake up outside the dream, but she couldn't open her eyes no matter what. The feeling of sleepiness made her feel like she was trapped in a dream. She was very

She wanted to tell the person who called her name, "I'm fine, don't worry." She wanted to move her fingers and tell him that she could hear her. But Mo Xi could only endure the suffering, but there was nothing she could do.

Until a sharp stabbing pain came from the top of her head, she was finally able to slowly break the cage and break through the barriers that trapped her little by little.

The day she woke up, it was already late at night. When she opened her eyes hazily, she saw an unfamiliar environment in front of her. When she turned her head, she saw the familiar five-clawed golden dragon pattern, and what she smelled was the ambergris that she could not forget day and night.

In his teary eyes, his heroic facial features seemed to be disturbed by troubles and could not relax.

Mo Xi just looked at him quietly, contentedly. She stretched out her hand and gently touched his face, the high bridge of his nose, the long eyebrows at the temples, the slightly curled eyelashes, and the tightly pursed thin lips.

She misses every part and every inch of it all the time. She lets her tears soak the pillow cover, just treating it as the pain in her chest.

"Mo Xi!" Baili Muyun grasped her hand that was resting on his face, and suddenly opened his eyes. What he saw was her smiling and crying look, like a flower in the dew or the moon in the water, "Mo Xi? Are you awake?

Already?"

As if unsure, Baili Muyun reached out to touch her face with uncertainty. Mo Xi took the initiative to hug him, leaned in his arms, listened to his steady and powerful heartbeat, and breathed in his breath greedily.

of air.

She missed him so much that she went crazy!

The tears soaked Baili Muyun's pajamas, with a temperature that almost burned him. She cried silently, biting her lips with deep marks, but her rising and falling chest kept betraying her excitement.

Emotion. Baili Muyun was heartbroken when he saw it. He smoothed away the broken hair on her forehead, slightly raised her chin, and asked her to look directly at him.

He gently used his tongue to pry open her clenched lips, and gently sucked the tears that slipped into her mouth. They were slightly salty and bitter. Seeing her trembling eyelashes fluttering uneasily, Baili Muyun's eyes tightened, and his kiss

Suddenly became overbearing.

He turned over and pressed on her, holding her slender waist with one hand and holding her head with the other. His tongue seemed to be on a conquest, plundering her small mouth wantonly, sucking until her dark lips were a little sore.

Heavy breathing fell on Mo Xi's face. She was a little embarrassed, a blush appeared on her face, and her slightly narrowed eyes were filled with hazy water.

Baili Muyun's slender fingers slid down behind his ears, neck, and from the wide skirt of his shoulders, like peeling off the petals of a flower. After a while, he roughly tore open Mo Xi's thin clothes.

The kiss followed closely, caressing between her earlobes and neck. His breath tickled Mo Xi's whole body, and her body was boiling and screaming.

He pushed forward almost without any pity, and Mo Xi's body arched up in pain. His hands violently pulled the quilt, and his finger bones turned white! His whole body was tense, but he bit his mouth and refused to make any weak sound.

"Are you always going to be so brave?" Seeing her painful look, Baili Muyun stopped, supporting himself with one hand and lingering on her chest with the other. The wound there was about to heal, and there was still a shallow wound left.

The scar is crimson in color.

Mo Xi got temporary relief, let go of Beiqi, and took a breath, but at a glance he saw the scar he left on Baili Muyun's left chest, the scar that almost killed him. It was the same as the scar on his own chest.

, contrasting each other. She couldn't help but raise her hand and stroke it gently. Her fingers were cold, with a hint of cool comfort. When she gently passed over the scar, Baili Muyun stiffened and almost couldn't restrain herself.

"Don't hate me, okay?" Mo Xi shed tears before he finished speaking. Such a weak Mo Xi was something Baili Muyun had never seen before. She was so fragile that she seemed to be easily torn to pieces by herself, almost

With a begging look on his face, he begged for his forgiveness.

"Fool." Baili Muyun hugged her gently and whispered in her ear, how could he hate her? How could he hate her? Doesn't this fool know that she has ripped out his whole heart?

?

Mo Xi stretched out her arms again and put her arms around Baili Muyun's neck, looking at the fluttering gauze, floating in the elusive mid-air with a swaying posture. With a slight exertion on her body, she stood up and sat on Baili Muyun.

On her body, the shadow taught her so many things, including the art of bed.

Baili Muyun has never seen such an indulgent Mo Xi. She seems to be giving everything, her body, her soul, everything. Sweat is dripping on every part of her body, and her body is shaking crazily.

She has incredible toughness, and the moans and gasps coming from her throat make people's blood swell. She can always easily arouse Baili Muyun's originally repressible desires.

So he sat up, uncontrollable desire rising wildly in his body, as if it was about to explode his chest. He almost effortlessly pressed Mo Xi under him, holding her slender wrists down on the bed.

Baili Muyun was very surprised to see her chest heaving and panting due to the excessive intensity.

"Are you a goblin?" Baili Muyun said in a hoarse voice, otherwise how could he be so seductive and so lingering that he would die.

What responded to him was Mo Xi's jade-lotus-like calf that climbed up to his waist, which was as shiny as ivory. Baili Muyun's hand slid down her thigh, feeling as silky as a piece of fine satin.

The tight skin is still stained with sweat drops from the intense sex just now, and it is inexplicably enchanting and fatally tempting.

Mo Xi only felt that his body was too empty and needed to be filled, and then he squeezed out the messy things in his mind. No matter whether he was greedy for the joy of this moment, he was willing to reach the realm of gods with him!

Baili Muyun tried to be as gentle as possible with her movements. She had just woken up and couldn't bear that the person under her was too tired. Mo Xi's eyes were getting more and more blurred. She was immersed in the pleasure of fish and water, and her mind went blank. She just wanted to know more.

Grasp something hard, tightly, unwilling to let go, burn yourself, turn to ashes, and dedicate yourself. The scattered black hair is tangled together and stuck to the skin, winding like a **, rising and never extinguishing!

The fierce collision of bodies, the woman's ecstatic moans, and the men's low roars intertwined into a heart-stirring spring scene in the not-so-empty military tent. The crescent moon outside hung, pulling a piece of

The clouds seem to be shy.
Chapter completed!