The floral fragrance is strong.

It incites blood-heat.

She was still active and hugged him happily.

He didn't mention the sound he just heard.

Although you can probably guess something.

Adair Khan hugged her.

"Are you hungry?"

His voice is deep, rich and magnetic.

A little bit hoarse.

It makes people's ears feel a little numb.

Rubbing his ears unconsciously.

She hugged his neck and shook her head.

"Not hungry."

I just had some roast beef and biscuits, which were okay.

Adele Khan hummed, hugged her with one hand, and unbuttoned his belt with one hand.

She was very light, light and weightless to him.

He is very smart and can find his own position.

Holding him, I am not afraid of him at all.

"Adel Khan, I want to tell you something."

Her face was pressed against his, under the glow of the oil lamp beside her.

The light and shadow were dim, and several lamps were blown out.

The intertwined figures are faintly blurred.

"What?"

His breathing was heavy and his voice was low.

Slowly, he hugged her and walked to the bed.

She leaned against him, her voice still soft.

"Well..."

"I just asked Adema to deliver a bottle of wine to the second prince."

She didn't hide anything from him, she just said whatever she wanted.

Adel Khan walked to the bed and put her down.

Take off the loose top that exposes your muscular chest.

The overly majestic and tall figure fell on the ground, shadowy.

Like a giant beast that had been locked in a cage for a long time, it slowly walked out with its terrifying fangs.

The pace is shocking.

The beautiful bride didn't realize this yet, she just looked up at him and put her hands on the edge of the bed.

A few strands of her bun were hanging down, and her face was soft and beautiful.

"If nothing else happens, the second prince's health will be better tomorrow."

She looked at him and said.

As if to remind him.

Adair Khan leaned down, took off her shoes on one knee, and took off her shoes.

He lowered his eyes and hummed.

The facial features are clear and deep, the expression is calm, and there are no major emotional fluctuations.

He just took off her shoes and socks slowly and slowly.

It's like opening a gift.

"..." She lowered her head and sat like a child.

Looking at his reaction, he blinked slightly.

It was too bland, as if it was an insignificant thing.

She couldn't help but touch his face.

"Aren't you going to ask me something?"

She thought he would ask her if she knew any witchcraft, what tricks were used in the process, what was her true identity, etc.

She had already thought about how to explain it.

Unexpectedly, his reaction was so dull?

A newly married man with a young wife seems not to care about her status at all.

As I stood up, the shadows on the ground gradually became oppressive.

Her eyes were completely his reflection.

Look at him and approach slowly.

Eyes facing each other.

His eyes were as dark as hell, calm and strange.

Looking at her, quietly, back and forth.

It's like watching a beautiful but weak prey.

I'm thinking about where to start.

"...Adal Khan?"

His hands were on her sides, and his eyes gradually fell on her skirt.

He stared at her for two seconds, and then his extremely dark eyes fell on her face again.

He always looked calm and rational and didn't make any moves.

Just slowly, slowly, closer.

He forced her to fall onto the bed behind her.

Then--

Beside, two snowshoe rabbits in a cage looked at them with their ears drooped and their big red eyes.

Looking at it curiously, the strong and strong man put his hand on the skirt of the mistress.
Chapter completed!