[69 Book Bar-www.] Garment... The handsome man's robe fell on her head... Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

I secretly glanced out of the gap in my eye mask and saw the handsome brother leaning on me. The skin like snow-white is crystal clear, and you can almost see the pores, and the beautiful collarbone... two crystal pink cherries...

...

Oh, it's about to have a nosebleed.

"...you..." She moved backwards, but was controlled by her limbs with full lust, making it difficult for her to move, so she had to raise her head and use the chaotic beautiful eyes covered by the eye mask to look at him uneasy.

The handsome man didn't mind either, and his gentle smile as light as jade curled his lips in a charming curve. "Be good... don't be afraid... don't be nervous... do you want me to give you some peace of mind?"

He glanced at the burning face she buried on his chest, with a drunk handsome face, and smiled softly. He moved his robe to the head of the bed without putting it on. His slender hand gently picked up something and put it in the incense burner, threw a jade mill and gently plucked it.

A wisp of smoke filled the faintest scent of the body like a delicately carved jade. The long black hair dispersed and rested on her waist at some point. I really don't know that this god-like man could be so sexy...

I wonder if she will lose too much blood and die if she continues to watch.

"Xiruo..."

Hum? I can't stand it anymore, why did I suddenly call that name so sexy... Look at her nosebleeding not enough... so much...

"Xiruo, it's cold outside, can I come in..." The handsome man glanced at her and looked so adorable now.

"Well" under the control of the aphrodisiac, she lifted the corner of the quilt like a loss of soul... When she was leaning over by a ghost, her cold and delicate skin felt so cold that she came to her senses. What was she doing...

Well... But it was too late, and his hand had already slid into her clothes and fumbled silently on my back. What did he do?... so lustful...

"Xiruo...Xiruo..." He called the name one by one. Although he knew it was not her, she couldn't help but squinted her eyes and was obsessed with his lustful call. Well, until he found her mouth, he turned the honey words into silent murmurs. Suddenly, a cold waist became cold, and he gently whispered her clothes. It was over. Today, she turned a lamb to be slaughtered. She turned her head and closed her eyes.

"Xiruo... don't be afraid... I'm here... don't be afraid..." His slender fingers gently stroked her back, and the wet kiss fell gently on her eyes. The hot breath gently brushed across my lips and fell beside my ears. He said, "...Believe me..."

Mo Qingwu pulled off his blindfold weakly, opened his eyes, and looked at the man in front of him with gentle eyes. Another face that was extremely similar to him faintly flashed in his mind. It was cold and cold, just like a thousand years of ice. Every cell in his body revealed the coldness and evil that made people inexplicably feared, but was handsome like a god. In addition, the noble and elegant inadvertently revealed was even more amazing and speechless.

Thinking of this, Mo Qingwu couldn't help but tremble. If the man in front of him said that he was not Feng Zhisu, who would it be? Unexpectedly, his first night was spent as a substitute...

Tears of regret finally burst out of my eyes uncontrollably. Tears slowly flowed down her eyelids. When Feng Zhisu saw it, she couldn't help but frown, kissing the tear-filled area with some distress, licking it gently, and murmured: "I'm sorry... Xiruo... it's all my fault... I shouldn't have left you alone at the beginning... forgive me... it's all my fault..."

Mo Qingwu was stunned. Is this voice really what a prince like Feng Zhisu said? He stared at him in a daze, looking at this noble and arrogant person like ice stone, now looking back at him gently...

His name is Feng Zhisu, her first man.

At this time, a warm current in her chest tightly surrounded her. She reached out and tightly integrated herself into his arms with his slight surprise. At this moment, she silently recited in her heart: Perhaps since the moment I inherited this body, this humiliation fate has been destined, but after tonight, no one can think of letting me pass this humiliation for another second. The top medical scientist in the 21st century, even if he travels to ancient times, he will never swallow his anger and be a poor person bullied.

Of course, Feng Zhisu, who was already wrapped in lust and drunkenness, must have been unable to guess what she thought at this moment. He was still chuckling gently, grinding her face gently, and kissing like a gentle breeze and drizzle. In his eyes, she even saw herself with a charming and drunken face. She moaned and intertwined with him. His hands brushed her body like a spring breeze. Every inch of her skin was so hot... Her chest was burning like fire, and she couldn't stand it. "... Feng Zhisu... Zhisu..."

"Xiruo..." He lowered his head and kissed her little by little, from his neck to his hot chest, gently holding the bud that had already bloomed on his tongue, "Xiruo...you...you...you...is...it belongs to me forever..."

Mo Qingwu looked at his intoxicated but surging eyes in a daze. What did he say? She looked at him in confusion, but I couldn't help but think that his wet lips had been going down along the wet marks on his waist... um... don't want it... um... She raised her head and grabbed the black hairs scattered beside her hands, feeling that she was about to melt in his tenderness.

As she was moaning, he slowly raised his head. His gentle and jade-like face was covered with a few drops of white dew-like honey, and her face suddenly turned red... He...is too sexy...

"...Xiruo" He pressed between my legs and gently held her face "...Xiruo...tolerate...tolerate..." He described her lips carefully, and suddenly his waist thrust. When she was still immersed in his tenderness, she was torn to pieces by a broken pain, but the stuffy and burning feeling in her chest slowly faded away. He looked at the man on her body with tears in his eyes, and his eyes bathed on her like moonlight. She squinted her eyes and looked at the eldest prince Feng Zhisu who was waiting for her to adapt.

"...Yellow Su..." She half stretched out her hand and gently touched his jade-like face.

He stopped above her head and looked at her straight, his eyes full of sadness and deep distress.

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