Chapter 865

"Is it a ghost that suddenly disappears? How can there be a ghost in such a beautiful moon? " The man bent over to pick up the lantern, rubbed his bleary eyes, and then looked out, where there was anyone else. But he just saw the dark shadow.

"It seems that my eyes are dazed."

The man sighed and closed the door to meet Duke Zhou again.

The two people on the roof wake up. Jun Zilin is busy putting on her clothes. She has a grudge against Zhou Jin, but now is not the time to care.

She arranges the clothes for the man around her again, and accidentally droops her eyes to see Xiao Zhou Jin, but she has no spirit at all. Her face is very red, but she knows how the man is feeling now. She takes the initiative to cover her hand and asks, "shall we start again?"

Men who are interrupted usually don't feel better. Sometimes the situation is more serious than that of women.

Jun Zilin understood this, so she took the initiative to lean over.

"No, princess."

Zhou Jin shakes his robes and wears them neatly. He takes his concubine out of the house and goes to his residence.

Two people come in high spirits, but come back in low spirits.

Back to the house, Zhou Jin went to the bathroom. Jun Zilin couldn't open the door.

Half an hour later, he came out wet, as if he had been bathed in ice.

"What are you doing?"

Jun Zilin froze, reaction after busy with a clean towel, let Xiaodie to boil hot ginger soup, and took the soup lady. At that moment, he wrapped up the king of Jin and came to the bedroom.

Zhou Jin didn't say anything, but he pressed his lips tightly and looked gloomy.

Little butterfly came in and put all the things she needed on the table.

Two people in the street, little butterfly don't know, Jun Zi Lin also don't want to let her know, will send people back.

"What are you doing? Drink quickly."

There were only two people left. Jun Zilin opened his mouth and sent the ginger soup to Zhou Jin. He signaled that he should drink it quickly in case of cold.

He's been working so hard these days. He can't eat well, he can't sleep well. If he's caught in the cold again, he won't collapse.

"All right, just need to calm down." Zhou Jin didn't drink either. He wiped himself and turned over to the couch.

Later Jun Zi Lin no matter how to say, can't talk him half a point.

"Well, if you don't, I'll have to."

Jun Zilin said, after drinking the ginger soup, she took Mrs. Tang and covered herself with hot water. Finally, she put her body into Zhou Jin's arms and hugged him.

A hot and a cold, the moment of contact.

Jun Zilin felt extremely cold, and Zhou Jin The body is hot again.

What had happened in the street today, Zhou Jin felt very angry afterwards, angry with himself.

In that kind of open street, he was so impulsive.

At first, I just wanted to make love with Princess Ai, but then I couldn't control the situation. This is the opposite of his battle in the battlefield. In this kind of thing, he can't control himself completely. He wants her more and more!

After that, I came back to wash cold water because of this.

If you can't control yourself, you're still a man.

What's more, in that kind of place, where did he put his concubine? Later, she would blame him.

Zhou Jin's heart reproached himself several times. His arms didn't move, and he wouldn't hold Jun Zilin.

And Jun Zi Lin see he doesn't move, in the heart still think he was interrupted halfway, maybe psychologically already sick? Maybe he just stayed in the bathroom for half an hour. Can't he be humane any more?

This man is in a lot of trouble.

After three princesses died, they didn't enjoy the happy life between husband and wife.

She's not good enough.

If he wants to, how about now?

After thinking about it, Jun Zilin thought it was too hasty. After all, he was just interrupted and hurt. Maybe Xiao Zhou Jin can't do it for a while.

Forget it, next time, he will be as enthusiastic as tonight, then she will be more active and make up for him!

"Don't you mean to let me sleep in your stomach?"

After a long silence, Jun Zilin broke the silence again and asked in a small voice, with a very careful tone.

At this point, Zhou Jin thought of what he had just said in the street.

He had to give up his stomach and clapped, "you sleep!"

"Good."

And Zhou Jin looked at his love princess so happy, body a horizontal, head pillow to his belly. Her soft green silk, which made people itch, made Zhou Jin feel again.

"Oh, my hair! Zhou Jin, please don't move. My hair is under your pressure! "

But after half a while, Zhou Jin moved twice. As a result, the long green silk on his waist and abdomen was pressed down by him.

Jun Zilin looked up, and her hair hurt her scalp. She couldn't help whining and complaining."Ai Fei and so on, let the king clean up again."

Seeing that it hurt her, Zhou Jin quickly raised her waist and closed her abdomen, carefully gathered her soft hair and put it on her chest.

In this way, even a hair is no longer pressed by him, and she doesn't hurt.

"In fact, when you fall asleep, your hair will still be pressed by you." Jun Zi Lin thought about it and said, but her hand didn't touch her long hair. It seemed that she was trying to find a way.

"What does Aifei say?"

Zhou Jin's big palm fell on his belly, but he touched her little face.

He fondled her face back and forth with nostalgia, and his slender fingertips depicted her pretty eyebrows, her nose and lips, her sharp chin, and her bright snow skin.

"Then you'd better find a headband and tie your hair up."

Said Jun Yan, and put her lips on his lips. I only feel the skin of my fingertips touched by her two soft lips intentionally or unintentionally, because when she talks, the naughty and lovely lilac tongue also sweetly wipes his fingertips from time to time Inexplicably throbbing.

Then she did it, got up, took the headband, tied her hair, and lay back again.

"Aifei, how can we cover our quilts when you sleep like this?"

When she was about to fall asleep, Jun Zilin heard Zhou Jin's Distressed question.

"Well, don't you have two sets of quilts?"

Jun Zilin drags the thin quilt on her body and the quilt that Zhou Jin now covers her body. It's perfect. Both of them have quilts.

"But I want to build a quilt with you."

Zhou Jin insisted, and the big palm fell on the top of her hair, slowly whirling.

"Well, that's a little hard."

Jun Zilin murmured, already sleepy, but did not answer his insistence.

"Concubine, you can sleep with me."

After thinking about it, Zhou Jin said, and patted her head gently.

"Well."

It seemed that he was not so good at it. His concubine turned over, her head still resting on his belly, but she didn't make the next move with him.

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