Reborn Spoiled Ming Wangfei

The first snow of winter arrived quietly, and this New Year's Eve was approaching. Blue Phantom stood in front of the window and looked at all of this, suddenly feeling that everything was so quiet, and the only restless heart was thinking about the wind in the distance.

Blue Phantom didn't know it snowed until she woke up in the morning, but this lovely snowflake didn't impress Blue Phantom's heart. She didn't go out all day in the attic, so she watched the drifting snow outside all day, quietly distressing.

After washing, Blue Phantom took the Blue Dance and others to rest, but Blue Phantom did not sleep a bit, and he couldn't help but reach out and follow the cold snowflake. Snowflake is naughty, Blue Phantom wants to grab it with his hands, but it escapes from Blue Phantom finger stitches, when Blue Phantom has no heart, but it floats desperately on Blue Phantom's hands, the cool feeling of cold silk is filled with Blue Phantom's hand! Blue Phantom exhales hot air, and the snowflake turns into a crystalline little pearl. Blue Phantom looked up at the flowing snowflakes in the sky as if he would float away too.

But Blue Phantom's eyes suddenly flashed. She saw a man standing in the heavy snow in her yard, his eyes spoiled and looked at himself. His lips snapped, not smiling, but in his eyes, it was the tenderness of drowning, making Blue Phantom have a feeling of wanting to drown in his eyes.

“Xuan?” Blue Phantom seemed somewhat incredible looking at the Wind Xuan that appeared there.

Wind Wing Xuan was still as tall as when the previous section was separated. He was exceptionally handsome. He wrinkled tightly with his trimmed eyebrows. Where the deep purple eyes were, the storm rose. His perfect five officials seemed to be frozen by the glacier. He looked at the blue phantom clothes. His face was indissoluble cold and worried.

Without waiting for Blue Phantom to prepare for the attic, Wind Wing Xuan flew into the attic, embracing Blue Phantom into his own arms. It seems that so many empty embraces are finally filled. Blue Phantom also holds Wing Xuan's strong waist, smells familiar, and feels more at ease than anything else.

“Xuan?” cried Blue Phantom softly.

“I miss you so much!” The unnecessarily soft sound is nothing like the cold and hard mechanized wind wings of Henna. With warm softness, like the sunshine of early spring, you can't help but fall asleep.

Blue Phantom hasn't said anything yet, she was impatiently kissed on her lips by the wind, the tip of her tongue quickly entered her sandalwood mouth, sucking repeatedly, from gentle to stormy, that is, the thing between winking.

Windy Xuan kissed the lips of the woman in his arms. Her taste was as delicious as he thought. He missed it for a long time, day and night on the frontier. He wanted to kiss this smudged lip. The lips he missed were like a sweet and thick fountain. He couldn't help but want to taste more, an irrepressible fascination.

Wind Wing Xuan repeatedly wrapped around her lips, the brows surrounded by gentle waves of light, under the moonlight, he was full of love and drowning, his growing hands had difficulty sitting on the wonderful shoulders of Blue Phantom stretching down.

Blue Phantom was confused by the Wind Wing Xuan to kiss, and because of his recent thought of Wing Xuan, Blue Phantom more boldly responded in the Wing Xuan's kiss. Blue Phantom's shy response definitely did not add a fire to the whole of Wing Xuan. Even if Blue Phantom did nothing, Wing Xuan would have had mental and physical impulses, not to mention now the beauty is in her arms, Blue Phantom's clove tongue still responds to herself from time to time, Wing Xuan felt that she was about to blow up.

Wind and Wing Xuan had always longed for the memories in his arms, not only physically, but also mentally, and he wanted to be with them.