Otherwise, if it could suddenly make a sound at a very "critical" moment for Zhao Rong, frightening him to the point of trembling, the scene would be extremely wonderful, make Gui extremely comfortable, and eliminate a harm to women in the world.

This can be regarded as once again benefiting the Xuanhuang world.

It's a pity that this very interesting thing didn't happen, and on the way, Hui Huan happened to overhear Zhao Rong suddenly confessing to Zhao Lingfei about "Wuwei" Zi Qi, and the words he had with Zhao Rong...

In the middle of the eyebrow chakra, Gui curled his lips. At this moment, seeing Zhao Rong not talking after eating, but also busy with some childish things like men and women drinking sugar water without tabooing him, he yawned, feeling a little bored, and thought about whether he should do it again.

After a good sleep, you can be out of sight and out of mind.

But at this moment, through the center of Zhao Rong's eyebrows, he caught a glimpse of the beautiful features of the woman close at hand.

Gui suddenly spoke.

"Zhao Rong, put your forehead against Concubine Zhao Ling's."

Zhao Rong ignored it.

"Hey, do you hear me?"

Zhao Rong withdrew his thoughts from the warm-scented nephrite in his arms and asked, "What are you going to do? Also, can you stop peeping."

Ignoring the last sentence, it said lazily: "You destroyed half of your wife's sword heart. Don't you want to know what the state of her heart is now, and see if there is any way to remedy it... These,

Just come closer and let me take a look and you will know."

Zhao Rong was silent and stopped.

Zhao Lingfei noticed his movements and thought it was Brother Rong'er who wanted her to move again, so she held his face with her bare hands and leaned forward on tiptoes.

Zhao Rong could feel the clumsy initiative of the woman in front of him, and he passively enjoyed Qingjun's gentle service.

Sipping the jasmine-flavored honey water she brought over.

Zhao Rong was still hesitant. The heart lake was extremely important to practitioners, not to mention the sword cultivators who nurtured their natal flying swords in the heart lake, which were both powerful and fragile.

Qingjun was of course relaxed in front of him, and now that the two of them were getting intimate, she must have been defenseless and unwary.

It's just that Zhao Rong also wants to know about Qingjun's sword heart. If he takes the initiative to ask Qingjun, let alone whether she will bring back bad memories. Just whether she will tell him and tell the truth is a question.

Zhao Rong thought for a while and said back: "One look, only one look. You are not allowed to do anything else. If you hurt Qingjun with any small move, I will never end it with you."

His tone was calm, but Sword Spirit knew that this was when this guy was most serious.

Gui clicked his tongue in surprise, "Sure enough, the wife is more important."

It smiled and said, "Wait, no, the word "most" needs to be discussed. Mr. Zhao also has a fox fairy lady. By the way, who is the most important in your heart among these two?"

Zhao Rong didn't reply, he pressed forward.

Boom——

The surrounding night was silent and no one was around, and a small collision sound spread far and wide.

Zhao Rong pressed Qingjun against the courtyard door again and regained the initiative. He fixed her body, his movements were a little domineering, and he held her hot face with a pair of big hands. Their foreheads were pressed against each other, and they looked at each other.

.

After a breath, Zhao Rong received the response from his heart, and immediately moved his head closer, separating their foreheads that were touching each other.

However, the two of them still stared at each other.

Without moving his gaze at all.

Zhao Rong didn't look back, only to see Qingjun in his arms, her drunken eyes dim, her eyes filled with fiery warmth, and the narrow corners of her eyes filled with a chilly spring color.

He couldn't help but lowered his head and kissed her hard.

Bo——

"Um……"

A delicate nasal sound.

Zhao Rong couldn't stand it anymore and felt that Qing Jun was too tempting at this time.

Scorching temperatures.

Jasmine flavored sugar water.

The fragrance of lotus.

Soft nasal voice.

Eyes full of flowers.

Touch, taste, smell, hearing, vision... At this time, Zhao Rong's entire world was filled with her.

If he hadn't gotten that piece of black jade yet, he could have filled the world.

With this thought in mind, Zhao Rong took a deep breath, then continued to hold her face domineeringly, and lowered his head suddenly...

For a moment, his actions were a bit rude, but Qingjun adapted and accommodated him without complaining.

only.

What Zhao Rong didn't see was when the two people's eyes stopped looking at each other because of something intimate.

A hint of clarity flashed through the depths of Zhao Lingfei's eyes, but this hint of clarity quickly disappeared.

She knew that Brother Rong had peeked into her heart at the moment when she had just paid off her debt.

Because of the special natal magical power of Grade A Feijian Qingmei, she is extremely sensitive.

In fact, at that moment, it was Zhao Lingfei who took the initiative to suppress Qingmei's sword in the heart lake lotus pond.

It is true that the flying sword of the sword cultivator cannot leave the heart lake at will before it turns emptiness into reality, but the two offset each other, and the heart lake is very close. Qingmei hands out a sword and destroys the spy's heart lake. It is easy, but

, it is absolutely impossible for her to do this.

Because he is the snooper.

Zhao Lingfei didn't know why Brother Rong'er had reached the heavenly realm and had divine consciousness, so he could peek into her inner lake.

But Zhao Lingfei knows that everyone has secrets.

Zhao Lingfei also had a secret that she didn't tell him. This was not something she was hiding.

If Brother Ronger asks, she will definitely answer; if he doesn't ask, she will say nothing.

Because Zhao Lingfei feels that there are some secrets, as long as the other party is not involved for the time being, there is no need to take the initiative to tell them. Telling them will only make the other party bear the pressure and increase worries.

As for Brother Rong'er's secret, Zhao Lingfei believed that if she asked him, he would tell the truth.

But she won't ask.

The moon was high in the sky, and slowly, dark clouds blocked the moonlight, making the night darker.

There is a dark figure outside the door of a remote courtyard somewhere in Nanci Jingshe... You need to look carefully to realize that they are actually two figures.

Zhao Rong suddenly discovered something. At this moment, Qingjun was tenderly in his arms, and the two of them were close to each other. Isn't this the best time to get the jade?

Qingjun said that Mo Yu was carried closely by her.

Zhao Rong had a thought.

Gradually, my hands began to become dishonest.

He didn't move his hands up and down. After all, he was afraid that Qingjun would be overly stimulated. He just followed her silent promise and slowly explored.

However, after a while, Zhao Rong became more and more disappointed, because there was no sign of black jade on Qingjun's body, such as on his sleeves, waist and other places where items are usually placed.

Is it really possible that she should not be placed among the Sumeru objects?

How to get this? To break her restriction in Xumiwu, he must at least be in the Haoran realm...

Zhao Rong felt his teeth itching for a while.

Suddenly, he suddenly remembered that there seemed to be a little mole next to Qingjun that he could instigate rebellion... She might know.

At this time, Zhao Rong was resting on Zhao Lingfei's shoulder. He turned his eyes to Qingjing, who had been obedient and quiet beside them.

Zhao Rong was overjoyed and sent a message to him through some mysterious induction.

It's just that the reason for being pure seems to be that my mind is too ignorant and childish, and I can't understand it.

Zhao Rong was a little anxious, but he took the trouble to teach his "good daughter", completely forgetting that not long ago he had asked Zhao Lingfei in disgust if she wanted a son.

Finally, Qingjing seemed to understand his words, but after several attempts, she could not convey the complete and coherent meaning of the sentence to him.

For a moment, Zhao Rong and Qingjing stared blankly.

The little thing was so anxious that it was spinning around in the air.

Zhao Rong was a little speechless and thought about how nice it would be to have a clever son.

Qingjing seemed to have sensed his thoughts, and was spinning around more and more anxiously.

At a certain moment, she suddenly stopped in the air.

The little girl wearing braids and a small skirt twisted her head.

Zhao Rong opened his eyes and squirmed, what does this mean?

While he was doubting, an image flashed across his mind.
To be continued...