The fog in the woods is a bit heavy, making it look particularly cold.
Yu Beiming quietly watched Mo Xiaohuan underneath her, who had been asking for love all night. Mo Xiaohuan was no longer conscious.
Mo Xiaohuan's obscene clothes had long been torn into pieces, her long black hair was messy and spread out, and there were traces of green and purple on her smooth and jade-like body - these were all the masterpieces of his madness all night
In ten years, Yu Beiming has not seen Mo Qinghuan for almost ten years. He has countless stunning women sleeping with him, but what makes him completely obsessed is the woman in front of him - the most beautiful woman in Dongling Kingdom.
Mo Qinghuan
It is true that the charming woman has such picturesque features, she is really lying under him like this.
Last night, in order to relieve her pain, he actually comforted her!
That strong sense of happiness is still clear
With his waist in hand, Yu Beiming could hardly escape from this tender and smooth touch.
Mo Xiaohuan's slender legs had already fallen softly on both sides of Yu Beiming's body. The dazzling bright red between the legs made Yu Beiming's expression cold...
No wonder...
But... will the imperial brother give up his favorite woman so easily? Will that old thief Mo Wenlin let go of his beloved daughter?
"Humph" Yu Beiming chuckled lowly.
He stretched out his hand and patted Mo Qinghuan's face gently: "Mo Qinghuan, wake up!"
Not moving?
"Mo Qinghuan!" The deep voice filled with some inner energy.
Mo Xiaohuan frowned and woke up.
Opening my confused eyes, I saw the misty woods and the indifferent man in front of me.
The fragmented memories of last night were pieced together bit by bit to create a complete image...
oh!
Yu Beiming curled his lips, but his eyes were full of mockery
He is making fun of himself!
Mo Xiao welcomed Yu Beiming's sharp eyes. She really didn't know what she had to laugh at.
"Did the lonely king feel comfortable serving you last night?" Yu Beiming asked shamelessly, "How does it compare to the elder brother?"
What?
What big brother?
Mo Qinghuan still frowned: "I don't understand what you are talking about."
From Xiaotao, Mo Xiaohuan only learned about his identity in this country, its customs, and some precautions in the palace.
Xiao Tao has never mentioned anyone like Yu Beiming's eldest brother, so how could Mo Xiaohuan understand what Yu Beiming meant?
Could it be that Mo Qinghuan had some quarrel with Yu Beiming's eldest brother before? So much so that Yu Beiming came to ridicule him?
Yu Beiming didn't answer, but the cold light in his eyes was even worse, as if he wanted to strangle Mo Xiaohuan to death with his hand.
Mo Xiaohuan's eyes widened and she looked at the distant and indifferent man above her.
Yu Beiming! You were still gentle with me last night, but today your expression has changed!
"I've lost my memory. I don't even know what big brother you are talking about." Mo Xiaohuan struggled to hold up his body and pulled the clothes aside to cover himself.
It's not that Yu Beiming hasn't heard of the rumors about her amnesia, but the moment she lost her memory was too coincidental. She was looking for life and death before entering the palace, and she has been hiding behind closed doors since she entered the palace without marrying the eldest brother.
Later I heard that she committed suicide several times in Fuyao Palace and later said she had lost her memory...
So cute
Finally having some clothes to hide from, Mo Xiaohuan said again: "Can you let Xiao Tao go?"
After saying that, she looked at Yu Beiming with some timidity. She had already done everything she should do. If Yu Beiming made things difficult again at this time, she really didn't know what to do.
A society without human rights! There is no law at all!