Looking at the red and plump red lips, Luo Liufeng suddenly felt a thirsty. Without thinking, he directly reached out and brought the person into his arms, tightly imprisoned him, and whispered in her ear: "Yuan Liyue, you provoked me first. Isn't it too much for me to ask for something?"

Before he finished speaking, he lowered his head and kissed Yuan Liyue's lips. The tail sound was crushed between his lips and teeth, turning into a more tiny murmur.

The fire in the body is getting stronger and stronger, and such kisses are just drinking poison to quench thirst.

He hugged the person tightly with dissatisfaction and began to wander downwards. As soon as he touched Yuan Liyue's waist, he was pushed away.

He looked at the person sitting on his lap with dissatisfaction with his eyes squinting, and he asked in a hoarse voice: "What's wrong?"

Yuan Liyue still had a smile on the corner of her lips, but the smile felt a little lonely for no reason. This time, what she said finally sounded.

And every word is very clear, she said: "Liu Feng, it's time for me to leave, there will be a date later."

Luo Liufeng was stunned. Before he could react to the way he left, the person in front of him suddenly turned into a light smoke and dissipated.

Luo Liufeng suddenly widened his eyes, subconsciously grabbed the void with his hands twice, and he shouted: "Li Yue!"

"Li Yue, Li Yue!"

He kept waving his hands, trying to grab a trace, but he didn't catch anything.

His hands seemed to be bound by something and could not move at all.

He struggled, and suddenly there were waves of call in his ears, low and urgent: "Young master, you guy! Wake up!"

"Li Yue——"

Luo Liufeng suddenly opened his eyes and gasped quickly. A cold sweat as big as a bean slid down from his forehead. He hesitated to look at the person in front of him, "Zhi Hui?"

The room was pitch black, and only the fire brokers in the hand painted hand emitted a faint light, barely illuminating this inch of land.

His other hand was tightly clutching Luo Liufeng's wrists.

Seeing that Luo Liufeng finally opened his eyes, he breathed a sigh of relief and his face relaxed with the naked eye.

Luo Liufeng also noticed that his hand was being held by the painting, and then he realized that he had always felt that he had been holding it because he was holding it.

He moved slightly, his beating heart slowly slowed down, and he said, "It's okay, you can let go of me."

The voice was hoarse and inconspicuous. After saying that, Luo Liufeng was stunned.

Zhihui let go of his hand, turned to light the candles on the candlestick, and the room suddenly lit up, and all kinds of restless emotions faded with the darkness.

Luo Liufeng sat up slowly, and then he realized that his inner clothes were soaked. With a slight movement, the strange coolness from his legs changed slightly.

He gave up the idea of ​​getting out of bed and said to Zhihui: "Zhihui please pour me a glass of water."

Zhihui put away the fire folds, picked up the rough-made teapot on the table and poured a cup of clear water, "Young Master will give it a try, I didn't bring any tea leaves when I came out this time."

Luo Liufeng reached out to take the cup and poured it in one breath, then let out a long sigh, "It's okay, it's so pretentious when you go out. It's good to drink it with water."

He thought about his dream just now, and his heart was still a little confused. The dream came from the past life and this life, and finally Yuan Liyue disappeared for no reason. No matter how you think about it, it makes people feel uncomfortable.

He pinched the cup in his hand and looked at Zhihui hesitantly, "Why are you in?"

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Today is the weekend, cough cough, have a break, there is only four updates~ I can't stand the six updates every day
Chapter completed!