Chapter 1547 (1/2)

Feeling his rough palm caressing her red fist, Bei YUEWU suddenly felt soft in her heart.

In the dim yellow light, his calm and elegant appearance has been stained with the wind and frost of years.

She knew he had worked hard for half his life.

”What do you like about that Elle?” Bei Yue asked.

Murong Jiancheng looked up at her.

”She is much younger than me, but she has me beautiful, I have a good figure, and I can serve you comfortably?”

Beiyue dance stretched out his hand and hooked off his shoulder belt. ”Take a closer look. Are you willing to divorce me?”

Murong Jiancheng's eyes followed her movements. Suddenly, his nose was hot and his nose was really bleeding.

Bei Yue was stunned. She was just angry, so she went too far. She didn't expect him to have nosebleed.

She quickly drew some paper towels and covered his nose. ”You... You don't want to look like you haven't seen the world, okay?”

Murong Jiancheng has never seen any big storms in his life, but he has never seen the world of women.

His ears were red with discomfort.

Bei YUEWU wiped his nose blood, ”a man of this age can't take care of himself. I knew I wouldn't tease you. Sit and rest for a while. I'll get you a towel...”

She turned and left.

Murong Jiancheng came forward and hugged her directly from behind.

Bei Yue danced stiff.

Murong Jiancheng held her tightly. In this world, only she would nag him like just now.

In her heart, he was never a monarch, but her husband.

She is so warm that he can't bear it.

”Yue dance.” He leaned down and buried Jun's face in her neck, kissing and calling her name.

Beiyue dance raised her red lips. She turned around, put her hands on his chest, pushed him back, and directly pushed him down on the soft big bed.

Murong Jiancheng stretched out his hand and hugged her soft boneless body. ”Doesn't your waist hurt? It's starting to make trouble again?”

Beiyue dance grabbed his big palm and put it on his waist. ”It hurts. Rub it for me.”

Murong Jiancheng's eyes were deep, turned over and pressed her directly

……

More than half an hour later.

Murong Jiancheng turned over. He stretched out his healthy arm and rolled Bei Yue's slippery body into his arms.

The body was covered with a silk quilt. The bodies of the two people were sticky and full of sweat.

Murong Jiancheng was half at the head of the bed and was still comfortable in the clouds. It felt like he was 20 years younger and in his prime.

This woman is like opium. She is addicted to it.

Murong Jiancheng kisses her red lips. Bei YUEWU raises his head and his face crimson hooks the tip of his tongue.

After kissing for a while, Murong Jiancheng released her, but hugged her body tighter.

How did the two get into bed?

”You didn't wear a condom just now. Are you okay?” Murong Jiancheng suddenly remembered it.

Bei Yue danced lazily in his chest. ”If you are pregnant, I will give you another one. You are 46.”

Murong built his old face red, and his voice dropped a little. ”Night is so big. Don't let people laugh at it.”