Ji Miaohua was stunned, "Here?"

When the cold wind blew, he lifted his long hair and raised it in another direction. (Update our first speed)

Duanmu Huichun nodded vigorously, with a serious look on her face.

Ji Miaohua blinked and suddenly said, "It turns out that she is kissing her. I want to..." He smiled, reached out and unbuttoned his belt, took off his clothes in a few seconds, and then put his hands on his belt, "Can you not take off your pants? There is only someone who wants to show you."

Duanmu slowly frowned.

Ji Miaohua pouted and said, "Do you have to take it off? OK." He brushed his belt and removed his clothes from him, and then walked to Duanmu Huichun.

Duanmu Huichun frowned even tighter, looked at his well-proportioned muscles, and suddenly said, "Why don't you wear clothes?"

Ji Miaohua hugged his neck, "Didn't kissing me and I'm going to take you to the roof last time? Now you'll be able to carry me once, and everyone will be even. Don't be angry about this after kissing." He said, jumping up from the ground with his feet.

Duanmu Huichun felt her neck sinking and subconsciously held his body.

Ji Miaohua leaned her head against his shoulder, rubbed her forehead against his cheek, and said in a soft voice: "Is this gentle enough? Should I be a little weaker?"

Duanmu Huichun touched Ji Miaohua's hands and felt slightly hot, but the person who was hugged had goose bumps all over his body. Ji Miaohua seemed to feel cold and approached him a little, "If you don't want to run around, let me yell?"

Duanmu Huichun squatted down slowly, and then sat on the ground.

Ji Miaohua looked at his gradually red eyes helplessly, "Kiss?!" The hand that was originally holding his neck suddenly retracted and said with a dry smile, "Are you still wanting to do... something else?"

Duanmu Huichun lowered her head and stretched her legs out, and she said for a long time: "Don't do this."

"Ah?" Ji Miaohua looked at her naked herself, then at her neatly dressed, and said blankly, "Don't do anything?"

Duanmu Huichun's tongue was a little numb, and she said for a long time: "Don't ignore clothes."

Ji Miaohua: "..." In most cases, he was wearing clothes. "Did you ask me to put the clothes back?"

Duanmu Huichun didn't respond. (Please remember my book.56 library)

Ji Miaohua thought for a while, stood up, and put the clothes thrown on the ground one by one. After he finished wearing them, he found Duanmu Huichun was looking up at him, his eyes and cheeks were redder. "Kiss, how much have you drunk?" He smiled bitterly.

Duanmu Huichun stared at him for a long time, and suddenly shouted softly: "Ming Zun."

Ji Miaohua's body stiffened and she smiled and said, "I am Ji Miaohua."

Duanmu Huichun said, "Don't wear Mingzun's clothes."

...

The wind on the top of the mountain was getting stronger and stronger, with a faint crying sound.

I don't know how long it took.

The low sound penetrated the howling of the air, adding a bit of gloom to the dark night.

"Don't you even give me the chance to try?" Ji Miaohua looked at him condescendingly, and the smile on her face faded away, leaving only her face with an unfathomable face.

Duanmu Huichun rubbed her forehead hard, and the wind made her head swell and painful.

He separated his head and hands with one hand. Ji Miaohua squatted in front of him helplessly, "It's late at night, go back?"

Duanmu Huichun raised his eyes and repeated, "Don't wear Mingzun's clothes."

"...I understand." Ji Miaohua picked him up without looking at it.

"Ji Miaohua..." Duanmu Huichun shouted.

Ji Miaohua stood up and paused slightly, but she did not answer.

"He should wear white." Duanmu Huichun seemed a little sleepy, leaning on his shoulder indulgently, his voice was so low that it was almost whispering.

Ji Miaohua held his hands tightly, "Don't you like him?"

"Um."

Ji Miaohua said: "I like Mingzun?"

"Um."

“How much do you like it?”

"……have no idea."

Ji Miaohua hugged him back to Wuhui Palace. More and more disciples of the Demon Sect were following him secretly. He ignored him and walked into the house with a swagger, gently placing him on the bed.

Duanmu Huichun closed her eyes and seemed to be asleep.

Ji Miaohua sat by the bed, gently touching his cheek with her hand, and then went down to the collar. He stopped like a needle and then shrank back. He stared for a long time, lowered his head and gently touched his lips, "Have a good dream." He stood up, and as soon as he took two steps, he heard the sound of breaking the wind, and Duanmu Huichun pressed heavily from behind.

Ji Miaohua thought he was attacking, so she wanted to dodge her, but later she was afraid that he would seriously hurt her after getting drunk, so she had to stand still.

Duanmu Huichun pounced on his back, her arms and legs tightly wrapped around him, her head leaned against his neck, and she whispered: "Don't leave."

Ji Miaohua's silent heart suddenly rekindled and pounded wildly. He hugged his legs with his back hand, turned his head in disbelief and said, "Do you know who I am?"

Duanmu Huichun buried her head and said nothing.

Ji Miaohua shook her body.

Duanmu Huichun tightened his hands impatiently.

Ji Miaohua raised her head so that she would not be strangled to death by him by accident, "Who am I?"

Duanmu is still silent when he rejuvenates.

Ji Miaohua shook again.

After going back and forth several times, Duanmu was upset and complained: "Ji Miaohua, don't move."

Ji Miaohua stopped in place very obediently, and the corners of her mouth were getting higher and higher. He took a few steps back, then sat on the edge of the bed, carefully placed Duanmu Huichun on the bed, and then wanted to pull away the hands that were tightly tied to him. However, those hands seemed to have roots and could not be pulled open no matter how hard they pulled him. Ji Miaohua was afraid that he would hurt him too much, so she simply poured her body on the bed, and the two of them lay down at the same time.

Duanmu Huichun touched the pillow and his throat made a satisfying swallowing sound.

Ji Miaohua opened her eyes, but her hands were restlessly touching the person behind her.

The sound of anxious footsteps suddenly came from outside. Ji Miaohua stayed here for a long time and could also tell people by listening to the sound. Listening to this person's footsteps, it should be Mo Ju.

Before Mo Ju arrived at the door, another person behind him was caught up. Mo Ju looked at Jia Xiang who was holding him and hurriedly said, "You are here just in time. They said that Elder Duanmu was carried back by Ji Miaohua! I don't know what happened, let's go and take a look."

Jia Xiang said: "Well, maybe Elder Duanmu is drunk too much and is about to go to bed. It's not convenient for us to go in and disturb us at this time."

Mo Ju said: "Drink too much? Why drink too much? Elder Duanmu rarely drinks alcohol."

"Probably, Duanmu Murong's death day is coming soon and she is in a bad mood." Jia Xiang made an excuse casually.

Mo Ju said: "But Ji Miaohua is still inside."

Jia Xiang said: "Don't worry, I'll ask someone to watch here. If there is any movement, rush in immediately."

Mo Ju said worriedly: "But Ji Miaohua's martial arts skills are so high, if there is no time..."

Jia Xiang said: "Why is it too late?"

Mo Ju said: "Aren't you caught off guard when the roof was going on that day?"

"This, I think Master Ji Feng should be a person who is wise and tactful, and should not repeat the same mistake?" He deliberately whispered into the house.

Mo Ju looked at him, then inside the room, frowned and said, "You shouldn't be thinking... Haven't you always hate outsiders?"

Jia Xiang sighed and said, "This time, that time. I was short-sighted back then. Over the years, the Marquis took care of the Demon Cult everywhere, and Elder Duanmu has devoted himself to the wholeheartedness. I remembered it in my eyes. How could I still hold on to the old view of the door?"

Mo Ju said: "But Ji Miaohua acts weird and ridiculous, talks nonsense, and is also confused about the Holy Moon Sect. I can't believe this person."

Jia Xiang said: "It is difficult for a clean official to make a decision on family matters. Whether he can believe it or not depends on how Elder Duanmu thinks."

Mo Ju sighed heavily, then found a corner in the yard and shrank.

Jia Xiang said in confusion: "What are you doing?"

Mo Ju said: "Vied at night."

Jia Xiang said unexpectedly: "I didn't expect you to care a lot about Elder Duanmu."

Mo Ju said: "You also said that Elder Duanmu devoted all his energy to the Demon Cult. I don't care who he cares about? Besides, he is young, but his experiences are more bumpy than you and me. Alas, I really can't bear to see him any more hurt."

Jia Xiang turned to the door of the room, "That's it. Elder Duanmu is my Demon Sect's elder. If someone dares to hurt him, the Demon Sect will kill this person at all costs!"

Inside the house.

Ji Miaohua grabbed Duanmu Huichun's hand and leaned over her lips, sighing, "I can't believe it."

Ji Miaohua was stunned, "Here?"

When the cold wind blew, he lifted his long hair and raised it in another direction. (Update our first speed)

Duanmu Huichun nodded vigorously, with a serious look on her face.

Ji Miaohua blinked and suddenly said, "It turns out that she is kissing her. I want to..." He smiled, reached out and unbuttoned his belt, took off his clothes in a few seconds, and then put his hands on his belt, "Can you not take off your pants? There is only someone who wants to show you."

Duanmu slowly frowned.

Ji Miaohua pouted and said, "Do you have to take it off? OK." He brushed his belt and removed his clothes from him, and then walked to Duanmu Huichun.

Duanmu Huichun frowned even tighter, looked at his well-proportioned muscles, and suddenly said, "Why don't you wear clothes?"

Ji Miaohua hugged his neck, "Didn't kissing me and I'm going to take you to the roof last time? Now you'll be able to carry me once, and everyone will be even. Don't be angry about this after kissing." He said, jumping up from the ground with his feet.

Duanmu Huichun felt her neck sinking and subconsciously held his body.
To be continued...