Xue'er, is this Xue'er? Murong Lie slowly stretched out his hand and gently lifted her chin...
"Prince..." Xuanhe raised her head and looked at him blankly. At this time, his blurred eyes had a dreamy color, which made her unable to take her eyes away, and just stared at...
He finally saw the blurry face in front of him clearly, Xue'er, it was Xue'er...
The next second, he grabbed her hand and dragged her up from the ground. With a sweep of his arm, all the items on the table were pushed to the ground. He pressed her on the table and kissed her crazily...
"Your Majesty, don't..." Xuanhe was startled by his sudden move. His kiss was so rough, completely different from the tenderness last time. The place where he kissed her felt stinging, making her unable to help but
frowned
Click... the sound of clothes being torn!
Feeling a chill in her chest, Xuan He realized that her pockets had been torn off. She quickly covered her exposed breasts with her hands and shouted: "No..."
As soon as her mouth opened, it was blocked by his lips!
He grabbed her hand, fixed it above her head, and kissed her face, her neck, her breasts... moving down to her abdomen...
"Oh no..." Waves of pleasure came from her body, and Xuan He could hardly stand it anymore. His kiss was like electricity. Wherever he kissed, a burst of electricity ran through her body, stimulating every corner of her body...
…
This feeling was so unfamiliar, so strange, and it also made her feel so comfortable...
He stretched out his tongue and licked her navel, moving it down provocatively, and then moved it in circles, sucking slowly...
"ah……"
Outside the door, Xue'er was holding a tray, worried about what she should say when she saw Murong Lie later. I don't know, what is he doing? Will her appearance now disturb him? Will he?
What about drinking the medicine she brewed with her own hands?