Pearl in the Palm

The piece of skin that was held by Tiao Xiao was numb and numb. Ye Lizhu didn't pull her hands, but said: "There is wind here, adults don't sleep here."

Ti Xiao let go of her and stood up, holding Ye Lizhu's cloak in his hand.

The green satin material has a smooth and delicate texture and a good hand feeling.

She was so fragrant, as soon as she leaned over, Tixiao could smell her body.

In fact, it is only a light fragrance, but Tixiao is very sensitive to the smell of Ye Lizhu.

Ti Xiao handed over the cloak: "Your cloak."

Ye Lizhu stretched out a small hand to pick it up: "I'm afraid you will be sickened by the wind."

Sick by the wind?

Water dripped into ice in Xianzhou in winter. He trained in cold iron armor and never got sick.

Tixiao did not put the cloak in Ye Lizhu's hand. He shook it slightly, and the cloak spread out. The cyan satin material reflected a faint soft light under the lamp: "I am in good health, I don't need it."

Before Ye Lizhu could react, the cloak enveloped her.

Ti Xiao tied her cloak belt, and pulled her long black hair out from under the cloak.

Being so close, Ye Lizhu was enveloped by Tiao Xiao, and she could smell the light scent of cedar wood on the man's body.

This kind of smell became so sacred, Ye Lizhu's nose moved lightly, and he took a deep breath.

Tixiao's slender fingers passed through Ye Lizhu's beautiful long hair. Influenced by her body's instinct, Ye Lizhu rubbed Tixiao's hand unconsciously.

She is gentle and delicate, as precious as an epiphany that blooms briefly at night.

Ti Xiao's hand was a little stiff. He pulled out Ye Lizhu's long hair.

Ye Lizhu's body was numb and numb, and her shoulders were especially soft. She stared at Tixiao's broad chest and leaned forward.

Before he leaned forward, the back of his neck was pinched.

Ti Xiao said: "Stand firmly."

Ye Lizhu's legs were limp, and she couldn't stand firmly at all.

On the one hand, she was ashamed of her reaction, and on the other hand, her body could instinctively make her want to be better.

Ye Lizhu took two steps back annoyedly: "I'm sorry."

Ti Xiao looked a little bit colder when she saw her living there and then retreated.

Ye Lizhu didn't know how to conceal her embarrassment, she couldn't tell the truth.

If she said that she was fine with seeing others, but seeing him, her head no longer hurts, her waist was no longer sore, and when she met him, she was still comfortable as if she was soaked in a fairy spring, this man would definitely think her Is a lunatic.

Although it is true.

Ti Xiao said: "What did you put on your mouth?"

When Ye Lizhu saw him take the initiative to speak up, her thin white fingers gently stroked her lips, and looked up at Tixiao: "Rouge, wring out the juice from the rose petals, and then dry it, it becomes rouge."

Her eyes were sullen, her fingers touched her lips, and the delicate red color took advantage of the snowy color of her fingers, and the two contrasted against each other, which was particularly attractive.

Tixiao lowered his head, his fingers were rough, and he was accustomed to holding swords all the year round, but it was the first time he touched the girl's soft lips.

Ye Lizhu was frightened by his actions, and she was completely motionless.

His fingertips wiped off the rouge on Ye Lizhu's lips: "It's not pretty."

It's actually pretty, but he doesn't want others to see it, he just wants to see it for himself. Take her back and hide it.

Ye Lizhu's lips were too delicate, and it was a little painful when he wiped it off. When she lifted her hand, she licked her lips, and the indescribable satisfaction filled Ye Lizhu's heart.

Ti Xiao found that the little girl's face was flushed like a rose.

Past. She is pale and weak, and it's not common to see such a blushing face.

Ye Lizhu was fainted by Tixiao. He forgot where he was and the restraint he should have: "Did you wipe it clean?"

Her eyes were hazy, as if she had eaten something extremely delicious, her eyelashes were curled up, the curve of her eyes was soft, and the water under her eyes was sparkling.

Ti Xiao had already felt something was wrong at this time.

He knew that Ye Lizhu shouldn't be such a bold girl. The last time that the second prince Zhao Yi's waste brushed his presence in front of Ye Lizhu, she gave her a cold expression.

Why is she so tender to herself?

She fell in love at first sight too?

The night was deep, Xiao Xiao stepped forward, Ye Lizhu's reason and desire struggled, she stepped back a bit, and then moved forward a bit.

Reason told her that she could not keep such a close distance with this man, but her body needed this man very much.

The man gave her more oppression than pleasure, Ye Lizhu finally chose to retreat, she sent the pearl hairpin and shook it twice, the gold and jade jewelry collided with a crisp sound.

Before she exited the pavilion, Ti Xiao pinched Ye Lizhu's chin.

Just like in a dream, he looked at her condescendingly, she was embarrassed, but he was clean and tidy.

Tixiao's index finger rubbed Ye Lizhu's chin, and the fingertips gently swept her lips: "I know what you want."

Ye Lizhu: "???"

Her mind? What is her mind?

Tixiao lowered his head slightly.

Dreams are dreams, and reality is reality. Sometimes, what can be done in dreams is impossible at all in reality.

It's like he and Ye Lizhu have long been married to each other in their dreams, and they are going to mess with them. In reality, Xiaoxiao is still a virgin and doesn't know how to kiss her.

Paste it directly?

Will the noses of two people bump into each other?

That should turn your head to kiss. It must be so.

Ye Lizhu's body was very sensitive, and his chin was pinched by him. Even if he didn't use his hands, there were still a few clear finger marks on her white and tender chin.

It looks very sensational.

Ti Xiao lowered her head again, Ye Lizhu didn't have the strength to push him away, even if she had strength, her body wouldn't allow her to push.

Only Tixiao could approach her in this way, and she only allowed Tixiao.

"Oh, uncle, why are you here?" A clear young voice came, "I'm afraid you can't find..."

The sound stopped abruptly.

Zhao Yun realized what was wrong.

Uncle seemed to hide something behind him.

Maybe it's not something, but a woman.

Uncle was drunk and did good things after drinking, as if he was bothered by him.

Zhao Yun looked at the man's cold gaze, his momentum weakened in an instant: "Ah...I don't know..."

Ye Lizhu heard the voice and knew that he was seen.

At night, she was alone with this man. If it spreads out, her father will definitely want her to marry this man. The daughter's innocence is important. If this man does not marry, his father will threaten him to marry.

But... Ye Lizhu had never thought about marrying before, and didn't even make wedding dresses.

Ye Lizhu poked out half of his head, trying to see who was the person who came across the incident. She saw a young man who was as tall as a cypress.

Because it was far away and the sky was dark, Ye Lizhu couldn't see the boy's face clearly.

Zhao Yun recognized Ye Lizhu.

After all, the pavilion is a bit brighter, and Ye Lizhu's face is too bright, and I will never forget it once I have seen it.

Zhao Yun glanced at Tixiao with a strange look.

It is indeed an uncle who tricked his daughter into a tryst without telling Ye Fu'an.

Such a tender little girl looks innocent, and my uncle can really make her mouth go.

I don't know if Ye Fuan knew that after a wolf bite the cabbage he grew, his old face would be the color of pickle or pig liver with anger.

Ti Xiao didn't want Ye Lizhu to peek at Zhao Yun, so he pressed Ye Lizhu's small head back.

Ye Lizhu was against Tixiao's back, she was extremely soft, soft as a cloud, but Tixiao's body was like cast iron, hard and cold.

It makes people uncomfortable.

Even so, Ye Lizhu felt very happy relying on him.

Tixiao said coldly: "You go back first, don't wait for me."

In a simple sentence, Zhao Yun heard the killing intent. He felt cold and whistling on his body. If he didn't leave, Ti Xiao would definitely use Zhong Yuan to teach him how to behave.

Zhao Yun leaned back a few sentences, but couldn't help but reminded him two sentences: "Then I will go first. Uncle, please pay attention to the time. It is really late."

Ye Lizhu was still a young girl in a boudoir, Zhao Yun was really afraid that Tixiao would be discovered too much.

After all, it was Ye Fu'an's girl. Behind Ye Lizhu stood a capable dad who could not bully too much.

Tixiao naturally knows this. Even if Ye Lizhu's father is not Ye Fuan, as long as he likes her, he will love her and not bully her too much.

Ye Lizhu's slender hand grabbed Tixiao's clothes and waited for Zhao Yun to leave. She scratched Tixiao's back with her fingers, only to feel that Tixiao's body was tightening again.

He turned his back to Ye Lizhu: "Let go."

Ye Lizhu's fingers gripped tighter, and the material of his robe was thin, and it was cold and slippery in his hand.

Ye Lizhu didn't know that it was dangerous to be close to him like this. She only blinked and said, "The young man just now, would he say that we were talking together?"

"Do you want others to know, or don't you want it?"

Ye Lizhu was also very tangled, and her pretty eyebrows were slightly furrowed.

Ye Lizhu wanted to be with Tixiao just because Tixiao was the noble person she hit.

But in matters of affection, it is about the joy of love. Ye Lizhu is not emotional. The reason why she is standing here is because her body needs to be lifted.

What about Tixiao?

Ye Lizhu looked at the man's tall back.

He is always indifferent and has no feelings. He may hate her. Even if he doesn't hate her, he doesn't seem to like her when he sees a man's eternal cold look.

If you let Tixiao stay with her because of her unilateral needs, Ye Lizhu would feel sorry for Tixiao.

Ye Lizhu was faintly depressed, and she whispered, "I don't want it."

Ti Xiao finally turned around.

do not wish?

Why, she seduce him, doesn't she want to be responsible?

Tixiao lifted her chin: "Really don't want it?"

Ye Lizhu saw his look bad, and said: "My father will be angry if he knows it."

Ti Xiao is only a little bit colder.

Ye Fuan would definitely be angry. The Jiao Didi little girl fell into the hands of Ti Xiao, a military commander who didn't know how to love women. Ye Fuan was reluctant to go to that remote Xianzhou.

Tixiao closed her cloak: "It's getting late, and you should go back earlier."

Ye Lizhu didn't want to go back, she was afraid of having nightmares at night, and with Tixiao, Ye Lizhu felt very relieved.

Tixiao always gives people a sense of security.

Ye Lizhu said, "Why do you always like to carry a knife? This knife looks so heavy."

The little girl was changing the subject, obviously not wanting to go. Tixiao guessed that she was very attached to herself. With this idea, Tixiao felt a sense of satisfaction inexplicably.

He took Zhongyuan down: "Touch it."

Ye Lizhu's eyes lit up instantly: "Can I touch it?"

She can touch his things. The one who mentioned Xiao, that is, Ye Lizhu's.

Ti Xiao said: "Yes."

Countless blood had been drunk on the tip of the knife, but now it has been wiped clean. The quaint and heavy black gold scimitar carries a cold murderous intent, like a bloodthirsty monster, but Ye Lizhu is innocent and innocent, and is incompatible with this scimitar. She stroked the scabbard with her slender white fingers: "This knife is so beautiful..."

Ti Xiao bends the corners of his lips.

It's the first time someone has praised Yuan's beauty in so many years. This bloodthirsty scimitar was as unkind as Tixiao, but in Ye Lizhu's eyes, it was very attractive.

Ye Lizhu raised his head and said, "Can I get the knife out of its sheath?"

Ti Xiao said: "No."

The knife is shining, he is afraid that Ye Lizhu will be scared at night.

Ye Lizhu's hand stroked the scabbard again, she felt a pity in her heart, but unfortunately she couldn't see the scabbard out of the scabbard. She really likes this knife, although it is really scary, but it gives people a different feeling.

Ti Xiao knew how warm Ye Lizhu's fingertips were.

The fingertips like petals, with fragrance, will give people a shuddering feeling wherever her hands pass.

But right now, with her slender hands, she kept touching, but it was this inhuman knife. Tixiao felt that her actions were too ambiguous.

He felt uncomfortable.

Tixiao fixed the knife and set it on his waist, his face still cold: "Don't touch it like this, I don't like it."

"what?"

Ye Lizhu didn't understand, how should I touch it?