For a moment, they were confused, breathing, skin contact, and gasping;

His kiss, his fingers were everywhere, making her like a floating cloud or baked on fire;

She was sweating profusely, and there seemed to be a little smell of wine in her sweat, which made Shen Jiuli almost intoxicated.

He knew this was wrong, but she was so beautiful that he couldn't stop for a while...

His eyes were like a fire that was ignited, trying to burn her in his arms into ashes and completely inlaid into each other's bodies.

In the chaos, Ning Xuemo's clothes were also torn, and her body was almost half-naked. Shen Jiuli held her eyes with a rolling wave, trying to completely wrap her up...

"Dong! Damn!" There were two light sounds outside the door, as if someone was knocking on the door.

Although the voice was not loud, it completely shocked the mind of the god Jiuli Piaofei!

He suddenly turned over and lay down on the other side of the big bed. Then he raised his sleeves and wrapped Ning Xuemo tightly with a brocade quilt.

"Who?" He took a long breath, calmed down his messy breathing, and brushed his hands on his body, his clothes returned to level, and then flashed. He was already standing in front of the door. At the opening, a cold wind whistled past. The door was deserted and there was no one.

The sound just now was clearly like a knock on the door, so why was there no one?

Shen Jiuli flashed, and the man was already floating in the air. He looked around and his eyebrows frowned.

It was already late at night, and the entire Ning Mansion was silent. Apart from the night patrol, there was no one else to see.

The night patrolers are familiar warriors in this mansion. They are all loyal people, and they are far away from here, so it is impossible to escape so quickly in this moment.

Did you hear it wrong?

Shen Jiuli confirmed that there was really nothing unusual around him, so she floated to the ground.

He did not set up a protective barrier, and the swelling snowflakes fell on his body and his head was cold, which gradually calmed down his almost boiling blood.

He almost made a big mistake!

When he remembered the scene just now, he was a little scared.

Although the knock on the door just now was weird, it was still beneficial but not harmful to him. Maybe it was because the wind mixed with snowflakes and slammed the door?

He looked up to the sky.

The clouds were densely covered with thick layers of clouds almost falling down.

"Boom..." Another thunder came from deep into the clouds, the sound was dull and far away, but it sounded clearly in his ears.

His expression returned to a light and coldness. He held the corners of his lips gently, and sat down at the stone table in Ning Xuemo's courtyard, lowered his eyes and meditated.

The snowflakes danced around him, but they could not fall into him any more.

He sat for a while, suddenly he thought of something, and in the blink of an eye he appeared in front of Ning Xuemo's bed again, looking down at her.

She had already fallen asleep again, and the moonlight flute was pressing under her, revealing only one head.

His eyes slightly deepened, and he gently pulled the moonlight flute from under her and held it in his hand.

The flute was slightly hot, slightly higher than Ning Xuemo's body temperature.

This flute is weird!

A white light was sucked out from Shen Jiuli's palm, completely covering the moonlight flute.

The body of the moonlight flute suddenly trembled slightly, as if something was struggling inside, trying to break the flute out.
Chapter completed!