As soon as he stretched out his hand, he hugged her around her waist, and almost lifted her up.
She was panicked and struggled desperately, because his scorching breath was blowing on her face, reminding her of a word: fullness and warmth and hunger.
How many intimate days did the couple have been in a year? How could she not understand his body language?
She was even more afraid that at this time, she would never let him force him, otherwise she would have endless bitter battles with other women.
Why did he force himself to do what he doesn't want?
She struggled so hard that he had to place her on the stool behind him, leaning against the wall, and sitting firmly.
"You let me go...you are mean..."
She still had to struggle. He pressed her shoulder with one hand. She could no longer struggle and could only lean against the wall. It was a sudden despair, the destruction of a peaceful life again! From the palace of Yan State to the northern state of the country
The temple, and then to the foot of the Beiwudang mountain, until now... every time he appears, it indicates that he will suffer a major disaster, an extremely terrible fate, and an involuntary sorrow.
You can never grasp your own destiny.
It's like a toy, let him be happy, and if he wants to drive it away, he will take it back.
She lowered her head motionlessly, never struggling again, feeling so tired.
"Little guy, don't be afraid..." His voice softened, and sat down next to her on another small stool. In the past, there was only one small stool, but Hongyun only increased it to three after waiting for it.
of.
His hand was down, holding her hand tightly. She no longer struggled, letting him hold his hand, nor crying, and his expression was very indifferent. His Majesty the Northern Emperor, he was always like this, half coerced and half tempted.
What is he?
It's still unsatisfied to bring a lot of concubines on vacation, and I still have to come here to find my own bad luck? His eyes fell on the two brocade boxes on the table. The first big brocade box was so familiar, and he opened it with one hand.
It was the flower marten, the exquisite and rare flower marten. The agreement between me and her was that when it was cold, the family of three had to play in the snow.