In endless dark space.

A huge black shadow drove by quickly, covering a hundred miles.

A thrilling rumbling sound rang out.

It was a majestic and suspended mountain!

On the mountain stands the Wushuang Sect!

The Palace of Eternal Life.

Lu Fengyun sat in front of the desk, holding the book in his left hand and holding his forehead with his right hand, lowering his eyes and looking carefully.

Da da...

Fingers unconsciously hit the table.

The sound is crisp and regular, and it is particularly obvious in a quiet room.

suddenly.

A pair of jade hands quietly came out, put them on his shoulders, and gently kneaded them.

These hands are fair and tender, so beautiful. When your fingers are pressed on your shoulders, the force is neither light nor heavy, and so just right.

Oh, let alone, it's really good to press.

It feels so comfortable...

The corners of Lu Fengyun's mouth rose slightly.

Needless to say, it is Murong Jingmeng who is here!

She is the only one who can enter and exit the Changsheng Mansion so freely and massage his shoulders so naturally!

It was Yue Ran, who was so irritable that he always made some noise when he came in.

"Brother Lu, what are you looking at?"

Murong Jingmeng put his palms on the former's right shoulder, bent down slightly, and leaned into a slant. She blinked her eyes and showed curiousness.

Her voice is as soft as a kitten.

"The Art of War of Sun Tzu, a very powerful military book."

"This page seems very interesting. Can Brother Lu read it?"

"If you prepare for the week, you will be lazy, and if you are common, you will not doubt it. Yin is within Yang, not in Yang's opposition. Sun, Taiyin."

"It's a bit confusing..."

"What you are talking about is the first strategy of thirty-six strategies, just to hide the truth. If you like it, you will take it later."

"Okay~ But... Brother Lu can explain why it is to hide the truth?"

Her breathing was like a feather, gently brushing through someone's earlobe.

Hiss ~

Lu Fengyun couldn't help but take a breath.

A faint fragrance came, and the fragrance was very strange, not the fragrance of flowers, not the fragrance of fruits, not the fragrance of animals.

It's like it's natural.

That kind of...

The fragrance that only men and women can smell in love!

Lu Fengyun's heartbeat slightly accelerated.

He turned his head slightly and saw a face that looked like a flowery and jade.

The distance is so close.

It seems that as long as you move two centimeters forward, your faces will be closely connected!

He could even clearly see the fine and fluffy hairs on Murong Jingmeng's face, and the sun shone over, as if a layer of glory was sprinkled on it.

In this moment

He had a moment of swaying.

There was even a little evil thought in my heart...

"What's wrong?"

Murong Jingmeng raised her eyes and chuckled.

Lu Fengyun returned to his senses and looked down with a faint look.

Somewhere, it seems to be expressing high respect.

He wanted to pick up the book to block his view, but after thinking about it, he let it go.

He suddenly turned his body and reached out to hold Murong Jingmeng's slender hand, as if he was holding a good piece of mutton fat jade.

"Brother Lu, you, what are you doing?"

Murong Jingmeng was slightly frightened. She closed her shoulders and stepped back, gently thrusting her hands.

Her resistance was very mild.

This gives a signal that someone is getting more and more aggressive.

"What did you say I want to 'do'?"

Lu Fengyun smiled and took a word very seriously.

This is the teasing of Hongguoguo.

Murong Jingmeng's beautiful little face turned red.

Lu Fengyun raised his right arm, held her waist and hugged her to his thigh!

"Brother Lu..."

Murong Jingmeng's clear eyes were slightly glaring, and her face was like red glow.

At this moment, her brain was completely blank!

What should I say at this time?

Say shyly, no?

Scolding?

Want to refuse but act coquettishly?

still……

Jump up and covered his face and ran away?

...

Murong Jingmeng was stupid.

She is still presetting her actions!

Lu Fengyun's breathing was slightly heavier.

Those confused and innocent eyes, those watery face...

Who can bear it?

If you are not confused when you are sitting in the arms, it is Liu Xiahui. If you are not able to sit in the arms, it is Wei Zhongxian.

Lu Fengyun stared at Murong Jingmeng's moist cherry lips and pressed her down in her arms. Her fragrant and soft hair spread all over the floor.

The dark eyelashes blinked.

Murong Jingmeng closed her eyes with her fate...
Chapter completed!