Abandoned Concubine: Kidnapping a Cute Baby to Break Out Into the World

Wen Ruoruo prepared for an afternoon carefully, and before Murong Yifei had returned, she ignited the fragrance of love in advance. This can make her take the initiative. Once the man has been fresh, he still prefers a variety of styles woman.

The wine was half drunk, the flowers looked half open, and Wen Ruoruo, whose cheeks were stained under the light, was extraordinarily charming.

"Master," Wen Ruoruo whispered softly.

Murong Yifei raised his eyes slightly, and this always dignified woman, a pair of water-spirit eyes, showed a bit of longing. Perhaps it is the reason of invincibility. Bai Jing's face looks like a peach blossom, his expression is blurred, and he is still ashamed. His heart couldn't help but ripples, his eyes dyed with lust, and she looked at her unabashedly until she lowered her head shyly.

"Your lord, your lord." Xuan Kun cried out hurriedly outside the door.

Murong Yifei asked in a deep voice, "What's the matter?"

Xuan Kun has been with him for a long time, and if there are no important things, he will never bother him at this time.

"There are important things to report to your subordinates." Xuan Kun's voice contained excitement that was hard to conceal.

"If Ruo, Ben Wang will come." Murong Yifei dropped this sentence apologetically and hurried away.

Wen Ruoruo nodded sensiblely, she ordered the servants to remove the banquets, removed the hairpin rings on their heads, changed their day clothes, and sat quietly by the bed to wait.

Murong Yifei's face was also flushed, and the road from Qunfangyuan to his study was very close. Even though the cold wind at night blew, he could not drive away the heat of his heart. Xuan Kun lowered his head and smirked. Is this a good thing that disturbs the prince?

"Go brew tea." Murong Yifei ordered coldly, a thirsty throat, he actually did not drink too much wine.

"Yes." Xuan Kun strode out.

"Remember, bring a pot of cold tea." Murong Yifei ordered with a dumb throat, and he easily unbuttoned the gown of the gown.

Xuan Kun shook his head. The lord looked like he was dissatisfied, maybe his appearance destroyed his interest.

Murong Yifei seemed to be extremely thirsty and drank a few glasses together before lifting his hand to wipe off the drops of water on his lips. Xuan Kun's expression changed, and the prince was not right, how much wine did he drink, so that he was so uncomfortable?

"Master, won't it be ill?" He asked hesitantly. He had been with the master for so many years and had never seen him sick.

Murong Yifei shook his head slightly and walked to the pot rack, swiping water on his face in swarms. The dizziness gradually eased, and he sat back steadily.

"What's the matter?" He asked.

"Your lord, Mr. Mo Li has already left, and will soon come to the capital." Xuan Kun said with a smile.

"Oh? He's back?" Murong Yifei's eyes also lit up.

"Xiao Xiaoxia should be coming soon!" He said cheerfully.

Yes, as long as Mo Li returns, Xue Kite will also appear with him, which is definitely good news for Xiao Yin. In addition to killing people, Xiao Yin is rarely interested in other things.

"Tomorrow I ordered to clean the room, no matter who came to the capital first, go to the Jinzhang Pavilion for a drink." Murong Yifei said with a high mood.

Xuan Kun quickly agreed to come down, he hadn't seen the prince so happy for a long time.

If Wen Ruo can't wait for the left, and the right can't, the white shell teeth bit the red lips.

"Meier, Meier." She shouted loudly, didn't the girl know to send a pot of water?

"Miss Wen Fei, Sister Meier suddenly felt uncomfortable and went back to her room to rest." A little maid came back timidly.

"Pour tea, and you call Wen Bin, I have something to say." Wen Ruoruo ordered quickly.

"Yes." The little girl retreated.

Wen Ruo-ruo also felt that something was wrong, and she was so uncomfortably hot that she wished to dip in cold water. It's broken, it must be the fragrance of love. This thing was brought in by Wen Bin, and he must have an antidote.

Xiaomao gave away the tea and walked away, and a tall figure came to the door, and he whispered: "Mother Wen Wen."

"Come in." Wen Ruoruo ordered.

Wen Bin hesitated for a moment, or pushed the wooden door in front of him gently.

"Wen Bin, you can have this antidote to your love." Wen Ruo asked eagerly if he couldn't take care of it.

"Mrs. Wen Fei, this fragrance is just ... no cure." He shook his head embarrassedly. This was not a potion. It was blunt, but it played a role.

If Wen Ruo might have inhaled too much, she drank a few more glasses, so her breathing was a little quick. She stood up and came to Wen Bin in a few steps, "There is no cure? But I am so uncomfortable now, what should I do?"

Wen Bin took a step back. This was explained by the old lady. How did he know what to do?

Wen Ruoruo took another step and grabbed Wen Bin's hand: "My mother is so confused, how come there is no cure?"

Wen Bin quickly withdrew his hand and bowed his head awkwardly. The man's scorching breath greeted him, and Wen Ruoruo's eyes became more blurred. The heat in the body could no longer be suppressed. She licked her lips and suddenly fell into Wen Bin's arms.

Wen Bin was scared with sweat all over his face, and his face was pale. He didn't dare to move, and he didn't dare to push. He said with two hands, "Mother Wen Fei, what are you doing? Little? This will call people to return to Lord Ye. "

"No. He doesn't care about my life and death. How important things can be at this late hour. When Xuan Kun found him, he left me and left. He never had me in his heart." "Tap and tap" in a series of drops.

"Don't worry, don't cry, don't cry." Wen Bin said helplessly.

Hasn't his family been living beautifully all the time? What's wrong with this today, said a lot of complaints.

The strong heartbeat and the same rapid breath suddenly made Wen Ruoru unable to hold it, and Murong Yifei, why, why did you leave me alone? What's wrong with my wenruo? Is it ugly or is it black?

She grabbed Wen Bin and walked to the bed. Wen Bin was so scared that she wanted to escape with her legs raised. Wen Ruoruo cried, "Where am I doing badly? This is true of all hate me?"

"No, Madam Wen Fei, little does not mean that." Wen Bin quickly shook hands.

"Then you stay with me." She tears in her eyes, and the pear flower cried with rain.

"Niangniang, if you let others know, we won't be able to survive." Wen Bin groaned, but never moved a half step at his feet.

"Only Meier can come in my house. Today, unfortunately, she is sick." Wen Ruoruo's face was scared.

The red candle was suddenly blown out by Wen Ruoruo, and there were only two people's heartbeat and gradual breathing in the room ...