[MTL]Dressed As a Consort In Ancient Times

Chapter 51

However, when touched by those moist fingertips, Jiang Libai felt her palms go numb, her limbs seemed to be eaten by hundreds of ants, the itching made her irresistible.

In the thick night, she glanced at the sleeping stars quietly, and whispered: "... why don't you put her on the innermost side."

With permission, Gu Yun's eyes overflowed with countless joys.

With gentle movements, she hugged Little Xingxing very carefully, and then carefully placed her on the innermost side of the bed.

She held her breath during the whole process, for fear of waking up the sleeping stars.

After covering her with the quilt, Gu Yun made sure that she hadn't been woken up, so he turned over and approached Jiang Libai.

Eyes facing each other, breathing entangled.

Jiang Libai, who couldn't wait, put her arms around Gu Yun's neck, brushed away her long hair scattered on her cheeks, and sent her cherry lips up.

...

Things like this and that should be done in a natural way, but although the two of them already have children, they still seem inexperienced.

At this moment, veins appeared on Gu Yun's forehead, and the hot air she exhaled hit Jiang Libai's flushed cheeks, and she dared not look at her moist eyes anymore. After shyly turning her head away, she whispered in a hoarse voice: "Princess...you should relax..."

Considering that Jiang Libai is not OGA and has no glands at the back of her neck, Gu Yun has already restrained herself from biting her back of the neck, and can only let the pheromone overflow and scatter in the room.

But probably Jiang Libai was also very nervous, she dawdled for a long time, but couldn't figure it out.

The surrounding area was extremely quiet, only the rustling of fabrics and the occasional sound of little stars smashing their mouths, which made the nervous two in the dark even more impatient.

Jiang Libai's eyes were already filled with physiological tears, and the broken hair on her forehead was also wet with sweat. She bit her lip, gently pushed Gu Yun away, then turned over, looking down at him with a slightly surprised expression. her.

"...You're too slow, let me do it..."

In the hazy night, a muffled hum sounded along with the night wind, and was blown away in the wind again. Jiang Libai trembled all over, tightly clutching Gu Yun's slender wrist.

And the person who was rejected pursed her lips, her forehead twitched, her breathing gradually sank, and she grabbed the quilt with one hand, with veins all over the back of her hand.

Until Jiang Libai moved suddenly with tears in her eyes, her whole body froze, the knuckles of her hand holding the quilt turned white, covered by the soft moonlight, it seemed to be throbbing with shocking restraint.

The gauze tent moved slightly with the wind, and the little Xingxing who was disturbed twitched her mouth, as if imitating eating rations in her sleep.

Jiang Libai paused for a moment when she was shocked by this movement. She hugged Gu Yun, whimpered softly in her ear, and hummed twice: "...In another hour...Xing Xing she...she is about to wake up..."

Little Xingxing is less than two months old and has to wake up to eat food rations four or five times every night.

Hearing this, Gu Yun pursed her thin lips tightly, wrapped her hands around Jiang Libai's slender waist, and changed her figure.

At this time, her clear voice was already tainted with a faint longing: "Then we must hurry up." As she spoke, her stiff body moved slightly.

At that moment, Jiang Libai suddenly felt as if she was in a stormy sea. She couldn't help humming, but she was afraid of waking up the little Xingxing beside her, so she clenched her lower lip again, not daring to make any noise, letting herself go Tears overflowed from his eyes, soaking the strands of blue silk on the pillow.