Chu Yueyin stretched out Rou Wen to push Yu Wenzheng on his body. He did not expect that he had captured his hands and pulled it to the top of his head with a big hand.
Open the belt and open her collar.
Leng Yi hit the skin of Chu Yueyin's exposure, she was shocked, and the original red powder Feifei's pretty face became pale. Is Yu Wenyi drunk? Why did no one come to help him open him?
Yu Wenzheng closed his eyes tightly, moved the fiery lips to the smooth and delicate neck of Chu Yueyin. He sucked it lightly, all the way down, lingering back to her charming collarbone.
While Yu Wenzheng's thin lips left her lips, Chu Yueyin took a deep breath, "The emperor ... don't ... there are many people watching ..."
Yu Wenzheng's strong voice came, "No one ... they are gone ..."
Chu Yueyin was surprised, struggling to look at it. Sure enough, there was only a cup of mess in Qingshui Pavilion, and there was no figure. She didn't know. The moment Yu Wenzheng untied her belt, Queen Mother Zhao used only one gesture.
It would be sent away, no matter whether they are willing or not, and closed the door tightly.
Oh! Chu Yueyin's heart bells loudly, shaking his head and struggling hard.
"Emperor, get up, you are drunk! Emperor, don’t ..."
"You are really noisy!" Yu Wenzheng raised a little bit, pulled her back to her ears because of the struggling green silk, staring straight at Chu Yueyin's panic eyes, "I am not drunk, I want you, I want you, I want you, I want you, I want you, I want you, I want you,
Just tonight! "
Chu Yueyin's eyes widened, watching Yu Wenzheng a little confused but clearly soberly \ eyes. She thought that Yu Wenzheng was chaotic after drinking, and regarded her as Xia Lianxue.
I still take the idea of asking her to sleep.
Yu Wenzheng's lips fell on her delicate collarbone again, and a mark was burned, and it gradually went down. He let go of Chu Yueyin's softness, pulled away her clothes with one hand, hitting the softness of her chest with one hand, hitting the softness on her chest
, Bite the redness of the red head, and moved to her waist, and the movement faded off her skirt skillfully.
Chu Yueyin had a pain, and realized that she would be succeeded by Yu Wenzheng if she didn't act. She should not lose her body, never. Now she is free. Whether it is body or soul.
His domineering child must not be able to leave her, and will definitely hold her firmly in the palm of the palm, unless she dies.
After liberating the imprisoned hand, he reached into the low table and groped the silver jug. Before he thought about it, he picked up the jug to Yu Wenzheng's head and smashed it.
He was grabbed with her hands, forcibly changed the direction, and sent the pot mouth to his mouth.
Yu Wenzheng poured the mellow grape wine in the entrance, lifted the corner of his mouth, showed a touch of evil smile at the panic Chu Yueyin, and suddenly bowed his head to feed her the wine in her mouth.
Chu Yueyin gritted his teeth and refused to open his mouth. A pair of beautiful eyes stared at Yu Wenzheng angrily. Yu Wenzheng was not annoyed, sinking his body down, and hitting Chu Yueyin's lower body.
Although across the obscene pants, this impact made Chu Yueyin exclaimed, loosened his teeth, and was taken by Yu Wenzheng to take the tongue in, sweeping it wildly, and feeding the wine into her small mouth until
She swallowed her belly to retract her tongue.
After the success, Yu Wenzheng looked proud, took the jug in Chu Yueyin's hand, pinched her chin, poured half a pot of wine into her mouth, forced her to swallow it all.
Chu Yueyin's wine was not good, and half a pot of wine had surpassed the limit she could bear. The wine was quickly poured up. In addition, she couldn't restrain her tears, which made her eyes blindfolded.
It became blurred, and the consciousness began to scatter. Chu Yueyin was paralyzed on the table, and it was no longer unable to fight.
He decided to want her, she didn't want to escape. Yu Wenyi ignored the sadness and crystal tears on Chu Yue's face, and quickly faded her remaining clothes. Looking at the white and flawless body, Yu Wenzheng's eyes under the eyes of Yu Wenzheng's eyes
The flames of the bear rose to the ground.
"Bang", the door was kicked open by **, and a cold wind was rolled into the Pavilion.
Yu Wenzheng turned his head subconsciously, and he was instantly pointed at his throat with a sword.
"Give me it right away!" The sword holding the teeth gritted, as if Yu Wenzheng moved a little slower, the sharp sword tip would immediately penetrate his throat.
Yu Wenzheng heard the familiar voice, smiled, stood up, put the messy clothes on his body, and looked up at the people in front of him. It really was him!
Yu Wenyi laughed: "Huangfu, the son, you are not holding the Spring Spring Festival in Lianxiang Pavilion.
Huang Fuyan glanced at Chu Yueyin, who had no wicked body, and saw her unclearly lying on the table, a little anxious.
Yu Wenzheng grasped this leaning negligence. He leaned back slightly, leaving his throat away from the tip of the sword, followed by the pointed fingers gently, and the long sword folded away.
The outside station was settled. He burdens his hand behind him, and Huang Fuyan, who is in white, has a mockery at the corner of his mouth.
Huang Fuyan used a long sword to pick up the shirt scattered on the ground, covering Chu Yueyin's body, and then pointed the sword to Yu Wenzheng again.
It's difficult.
"Sun Yan, close the door, keep outside."
From the beginning, Sun Yan, who was standing at the door, heard the words, walked out, covered the door.
Ha ha! Yu Wenzheng was not afraid of Huang Fuyan, who held the long sword, and laughed lowly.
"You, really look at her!" Yu Wenzheng moved his eyes to Chu Yueyin in the seat with a good time. Seeing that she closed her eyes tightly, her hands were holding a smooth arms around her hands, frowned, and released soon.
"Unfortunately, you dare not do anything, and even" I like you 'four words, dare not say. "
Yu Wenzheng did not wait for Huang Fuyan to respond, and continued: "What's more tragic is that you --- Ning Yanguo's noble second prince, Kang Wang, in the eyes of Yin'er is just the" broken sleeve 'of the world, even if you like it
She can't accept you. "
Huang Fuyan pursed his lips tightly, and said nothing, his eyes became cold and deep.
Yu Wenzheng narrowed his eyes and said, "Unless, you are not really 'broken sleeves', then you may still win her love. Tell me, you, right?"
When the gate was kicked open and the cold wind hit the naked body, Chu Yueyin was sober a lot, but her body was soft and couldn't get up at all.
False, barely maintain a sense of clear consciousness. Although she covered her clothes, she still felt very cold and couldn't help holding her body with both hands.
After hearing Yu Wenzheng's question, Chu Yueyin couldn't help asking in his heart: Are you? Why don't you answer?