Putting the candlestick on the small table beside the bed, Su Ranhua turned around, looked at Ximen Hao behind him, and smiled sweetly, "Your Majesty, please ask your servant to help you undress."
As he said that, he approached Ximen Hao, opened his arms and put them around his waist, fumbled for the knot of his belt, and pulled it open with his fingers.
Close to Ximen Hao's chest, the thumping and powerful heartbeat seemed to be constantly hitting Su Ranhua's ears. The light fragrance from his hair floated into Ximen Hao's nose, like mellow tea.
I remember Ximen Hao said that he hated his charming appearance, but the real Su Ranhua was punished for seducing him on their wedding night, so at this time, Su Ranhua simply pretended to be seductive,
If she made Ximen Hao angry, he might kick her out of the study.
As a result, Su Ranhua's movements became lighter, his expression became softer and more delicate, and his body became closer to Ximen Hao.
"Do you really like to seduce me so much?" Ximen Hao stood upright with cold eyes lowered as he glanced at Su Ranhua.
Very good, I spoke. Su Ranhua suppressed the laughter in his belly and said in a sweet and gentle voice, "Didn't the prince ask me to serve you personally? I really wronged me."
After saying that, he gently pulled out Ximen Hao's belt and threw it aside. He clasped his collar with both hands, slowly unbuttoned the side placket, and explored his solid chest with his hands.
In the previous life, other killers sacrificed their looks in order to complete their tasks. In this life, she, Su Ranhua, used her charm to make men burst into anger.
It's just that this man is so indebted. He obviously forced himself to do it first, but now he blames himself for seducing him.
"Yes, I want you to serve me personally, including meeting my needs." Ximen Hao raised his hand to clasp Su Ranhua's restless hand, and pressed it hard on his chest. The sound he made was enough.
The charm that stirs the heartstrings of girls.
The unexpected surprise made Su Ranhua raise his head in surprise, his forehead inadvertently crossed Ximen Hao's slightly cold chin, and he looked into a pair of eyes with a deep smile.
It seemed that Ximen Hao was suddenly very satisfied with Su Ranhua's behavior. Instead of being angry and disgusted as expected, he was... intoxicated...
Ximen Hao's reaction was beyond Su Ranhua's expectations, and he felt like he was being slapped upside down.
"Can the prince really accept slaves?" Su Ranhua raised his head, his eyes as charming as silk.
"You are my personal slave. What you should consider is how to satisfy me, rather than asking me." Ximen Hao raised the corners of his lips with a sinister smile, and the usual coldness in his eyes seemed to have melted away.
What I thought was a puddle of cold water, not a thousand-year-old ice cave.
What kind of situation is this?
Su Ranhua looked at Ximen Hao's sudden change and lost his judgment for a moment.
Even if a person's expression changes, his eyes will not completely change. There will always be something from the depths of his heart. However, Ximen Hao's cold eyes will change at the same time. Although they are still cold, they are not the same as those in his eyes.
Compared to before, huge changes have taken place.
This made it difficult for Su Ranhua to understand Ximen Hao's true thoughts at this time.
He shouldn't be easily tempted, let alone accept it so easily.
It seems that he is suddenly not him anymore...
"My slave will satisfy the prince." Su Ranhua exhaled, and a sultry warmth blew toward Ximen Hao.
Su Ranhua, who never flinched from anything, chose to continue. Since he wanted to "seduce" Ximen Hao, he would seduce him to the end. This was like completing a task, and a strong desire to conquer arose spontaneously. The first two times he was wanted by this man
Why didn't he take the dominant position this time and control this proud man?
"Then let me give it a try."
As he said that, Ximen Hao put his other hand on Su Ranhua's waist, leaned slightly, and fell onto the bed with Su Ranhua.
Su Ranhua immediately drew out his arms and wrapped them around Ximen Hao's neck, while his legs climbed up to his waist, wrapping him tightly like a water snake.
Clearly feeling the hardness under his body, Su Ran drew a pair of drunken eyes and smiled like two crescent moons, and moved his lips to Ximen Hao's chin.
The kiss climbed along the way, looking for Ximen Hao's lips, across the strong chin. There was no heat, only a slight coolness, but the hardness of the lower body that was close to it was like a cluster of flames, burning rapidly, and the heat emitted was far away.
The middle coat with Su Ran's paintings was passed on to her without reservation.
Men, no matter what they think in their hearts, have their most primitive nature.
Ximen Hao avoided Su Ranhua's entanglement with his lips, buried his head in her neck, and with one hand forcefully tore open the collar of the loose middle coat, exposing half of his shoulders.
A wanton and predatory kiss fell on Su Ranhua's shoulders that had returned to whiteness. They were smooth and seemed to have never been pricked by the thorns in the jungle. They were flawless, but were quickly covered with purple scars.
mark.
One of Ximen Hao's hands pressed Su Ranhua's shoulder, and the other hand pulled open her clothes and kept moving. From the shoulder all the way down, it slid to the chest, broke the silk rope of the belly brocade, and put it on
The gentle touch on the white snow made Su Ranhua tremble all over, and her legs tightened around Ximen Hao's waist.
Ximen Hao frowned slightly, raised his head, and his eyes inadvertently fell on Su Ranhua's other shoulder. There was a deep tooth mark there, clearly branded, just like the one on his own shoulder, reflecting each other.
The kiss fell again, overlapping the tooth mark, sucking wantonly. But the big palm gently rubbed back and forth on the white snow.
"Hmm..." Su Ranhua felt a soft numbness flow throughout his body, and a low note came from his throat.
The slightly rough palm began to move downwards, passing through every inch of Su Ranhua's skin. Her body was also trembling slightly, and her moans gradually rose up, like a seductive ditty.
, lingering endlessly.
Su Ranhua's arms were still around Ximen Hao's neck, but his hands were placed on the back of his neck, feeling a little helpless as if he had lost his center of gravity.
The remaining consciousness reminded her that this time she was clearly trying to make this arrogant and cold man surrender to her, but the result seemed to have changed again. The pleasure she felt at this time was wonderful and indescribable.
Yes, I want to resist, but my body has a strong instinct to cater to it, just like tasting the deadly poppy.
It turns out that sex is also an extremely difficult skill. If you sink uncontrollably, you will definitely fail to complete the task and encounter failure. Just like Su Ranhua at this time, if her task at this time is to kill someone, then she
It is doomed to fail.
No wonder those killers who rely on sex will continue to have sex with all kinds of men before accepting their first mission, until they become numb and become a puppet without any reaction. What hangs on their face and the sound they make are just...
Confusing disguises. These are all means to enhance "resistance".
However, Su Ran's painting of Xian Jing Yun Yu is extremely weak in this aspect.