"You haven't touched a woman in three years. I want to see if your functions have deteriorated."
Empress Qin continued to be so daring, she even reached out her hand, lifted Emperor Zhuyao's chin like a swinger, and gave him a wink.
This man was so perfect and unparalleled in the world that she really wanted to pounce on him and eat him clean.
How could she have kept such a handsome and appetizing man next to her before and not take the initiative to pounce on him?
He is her legitimate husband, and he is not someone else. It is not illegal to attack him.
"...Queen, respect yourself."
Emperor Zhuyao's face twitched irregularly, and he looked down at her irregular hands.
“Today’s hookup is all about making villains!”
He didn't realize at all that he had unknowingly tolerated this "emotionless" queen to the extreme. Except for Queen Qin, who would dare to say such "treasonous" words in front of Emperor Zhu Yao, and who would dare to act like a female ruffian?
She seemed to hook his chin in an extremely teasing way.
"Queen, you are so bold. How come I didn't know you were so bold before?!"
"Uncle, let the little girl tease you."
Liusu didn't listen to him. Without saying a word, she pounced forward and pressed Zhuyao Emperor on the chair with her own body. On one side, she rubbed his chest with her own breast. On the other side, her hand was stretched out very irregularly.
She got inside his robe and rubbed his chest.
In short, she must try her best to arouse his desire.
There is no need to be shy when teasing your husband, Liusu, come on! She encouraged herself in her heart.
"Queen..."
He murmured, grabbing her irregular little hand, and his thick breath came out of his mouth, lingering around Liusu's body.
"Shh, you said you allowed me to hook up with you."
Qing smiled and put her finger on his lips to stop the words she was about to say. This was the first time she had actively teased a man, and her movements were actually very young and clumsy.
Deliberately imitating the charming woman, she stared at him with her half-closed eyes, her moist red lips slightly opened into an endearing and charming look, the snow-white catkins caressed his face, locked his dark eyes, and looked at him step by step.
Emperor Yao's voice was blocked by Liusu's mouth.
He took a breath, panting slightly, his chest heaved violently, and a small fire burned in his eyes.
The temperature of her body rose rapidly. He didn't hate her body. He even admitted that he liked her body fragrance and temperature, which was warm and slightly fresh.
She took the initiative to kiss his lips. His lips were no longer as warm as before. They were so cold that she shivered.
Based on her medical knowledge, she knew that this was because he lost too much blood and became weak.
How many times had he vomited blood without anyone knowing? No wonder he changed into dark clothes.
She closed her eyes and took the initiative to insert the lilac uvula, entangled with his.
Tears fell down his face and inevitably fell on Emperor Zhuyao's face, making his face wet.
His hand touched her waist uncontrollably, and his big palm moved around her waist. Liusu's body trembled slightly.
"Just try to see if my skills have deteriorated." His voice rang in her ears. Liusu felt his hands tighten, and the two lumps on her chest pressed tightly against his hard chest, squeezing her.
They all hurt.
"... Then take off your clothes. Do you take it off yourself or should I?"
"What do you think?" His voice suddenly sounded sexy as hell.
Liusu's face was getting hotter and hotter. She couldn't help it anymore. Wasn't it her idea to create a villain? How could he let him seize the opportunity with just one sentence? This made her at a loss as she was originally taking the initiative. She blushed and her heart skipped a beat. She was completely shy.
little woman.
He turned over, turned his back on the guest, picked up Liusu, put it on the bed, and leaned over to look at the woman under him who was blushing and about to bleed.
Under the candlelight, she is shy, charming and fresh.
His body began to heat up, and the desire...fire rushed up from his lower abdomen. The long-lost feeling was quickly revived by her teasing.
He raised his hand, put it on her front, and pulled it gently. The belt slipped off, and the silk clothes slid along her tender skin and fell to the edge of the bed.
Her black hair and her skin are extremely fair.
The breasts under the bellyband stand out, and the two swollen cherries glow with an alluring spring light.
His throat slid up and down.
She raised her hand and made the same move to him, her breathing slowly became thinner, and her heart beat like a roar, as if it was about to rush out of her chest with every beat.
The hand moved across his chest like crazy, all the way down, his wrist was caught by him, and his eyes were covered. Under the mist-covered deep pupils, there was a brightness like a starry night, filling the entire field of vision.
His clothes were taken off, and under the candlelight, his bronzed skin and perfect muscles were exposed to the air. His figure was perfect, and there was a crescent-shaped scar on his shoulder. That was when she made love for the first time.
The mark left on him is permanent, the mark she left on him.
There was another place, she couldn't help but burst into tears when she looked at it. She felt terribly distressed. It was the place closest to her heart. The sword she stabbed him with, the sword that killed him, the ferocious scar reminded her of it.
, how cruel she was to the man she loved most.
He lowered his head and kissed her forehead.
Along the bridge of her nose, the kiss fell lightly on her skin like butterfly wings.
She put her hands around his neck, arched her body, and catered to him.
She really wanted to be close to him, feel his body temperature, his blood flow, the thickness of his skin, everything about him.
When his lips came to her lips, he became wild, and all his domineering breath poured into her mouth, and the unbearable, heart-stopping murmurs from Tassel's throat resounded in the tent.
His big palm tore off the last layer of covering, and he sank into her. Then, with passion and arrogance, he occupied her territory.
The sound of rough breathing and shouting came one after another.
In the pleasure of body and soul, the corners of Liusu's eyes became moist again. She hugged his head as hard as she could, kissed his eyes, and moved with him without any fear or hesitation.
.
The body began to tremble, and even the soul began to tremble.
She was so afraid of losing him, no matter when.
The blood from the corner of his mouth fell drop by drop on her fair skin, like cherry blossoms blooming on her body.
So poignant, so... decisive...
It's like the love between them, beautiful, but amazing!
Full of helplessness and missed countless times...
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Blood-stained paintings
How can she beat a little cinnabar between her eyebrows...