When Yu Beiming turned around, he saw a smiling face in the light.
Mo Xiaohuan and Yu Beiming met and fought several times, but Mo Xiaohuan never smiled in front of Yu Beiming. The two always argued constantly.
But today, Mo Xiaohuan was so amiable, her black hair was combed back behind her head, revealing her delicate and charming facial features.
Unable to ignore Mo Xiaohuan's sparkling eyes, Yu Beiming couldn't help but stretched out his hand. With only one hand, he covered all of Mo Xiaohuan's face.
Under the blocked charming face is a beautiful neck, and the charming body is hidden under the alizarin red clothes.
The beauty is dressed in red, and her skin is better than snow. Yu Beiming could faintly smell the fragrance emanating from Mo Xiaohuan's skin, like the natural and alluring fragrance of ripe peaches.
Mo Xiaohuan half leaned toward Yu Beiming, her simple movements revealed a sultry charm.
"Your Majesty... you are very busy during the day." Mo Xiaohuan climbed onto Yu Beiming's shoulders, and her whole body was wrapped around Yu Beiming like a vine, "I, my concubine, specially brought drinks to see the Prince."
Yu Beiming already had a smile in his heart. Mo Qinghuan's fragrant and soft body was close to his skin, and the smooth feel in her hands made people want to touch more.
He wanted to see what tricks this fairy-like woman was going to play tonight.
Seeing her jerky behavior, he felt particularly accomplished.
But on the face, Yu Beiming's expression remained unchanged, and he only raised his eyes to look at Mo Xiaohuan.
His eyes were as dark as ink, with only broken stars covering them, unable to peer into his heart
Mo Xiaohuan bowed and said to Xiao Tao who was standing there: "Bring it here."
"Yes" Xiao Tao nodded and ordered the two maids behind him to place the drinks on the table next to the bed.
Mo Xiaohuan stretched out her slender jade arm, held the wine flask, poured half a glass of wine into the jade cup, and then handed it to Yu Beiming's lips.
I don’t know where she got the wine from. It smells pure and must have been aged for decades.
"You drink first." Yu Beiming's eyes were half-squinted. He is not a person who doesn't know the style. You should enjoy the beauty sent to you.
Yu Beiming's big hand ran down Mo Xiaohuan's smooth and delicate back. Wherever his fingers passed, it seemed to leave a spark of fire.
Mo Xiaohuan raised her eyebrows slightly, her eyes sparkling with water: "How about I let my concubine feed the prince?"
"good"
After receiving Yu Beiming's permission, Mo Xiaohuan turned over and climbed onto Yu Beiming's body.
Yu Beiming secretly exclaimed, Mo Qinghuan fit his body so well only twice.
Mo Qinghuan seemed to be the woman made for him. She rode on his crotch accurately, and through the thin clothes, her warm softness comforted his hottest spot.
The cherry lips were presented with the aroma of wine, and their lips and teeth met. Yu Beiming seemed to have eaten the most delicious food in recent days. The tip of his tongue slipped into the mellow mouth, entwined tightly, and they were inseparable.
Yu Beiming naturally untied Mo Xiaohuan's clothes, but Mo Xiaohuan grabbed his hand: "Let me do it."
Her slender fingers touched Yu Beiming's strong chest, and then gently teased her
Mo Xiaohuan's kiss slid all the way down Yu Beiming's thick neck, touching his chest back and forth.
Her slender and straight legs were bent at Yu Beiming's side, gradually closing in and clasping Yu Beiming's waist.
The legs drive the little man's waist to twist up, down, left and right, sometimes triggering his swollen area
Silk-like singing escaped from Mo Xiaohuan's mouth, like a helpless breath in a moment of passion.