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1375. Chapter 1375 The moon in my arms 3

Many, many years have passed so quickly and so long. After experiencing so many ups and downs, who would have known that that person would be by my side, in my arms, and would be with him forever.

At this moment, Luo Jia's eyes felt sour. He stretched out his hand and hugged the little man tightly in his arms. His body was so tired after the illness, but his heart was hot.

She spoke quietly into his ear, like a child: "Your Majesty, I really like you..."

Luo Jia's whole body almost felt hot. He was so desperate, like a passionate young man, breathing rapidly: "Little thing...little thing...I will always only like little things..."

"hehe……"

She giggled, her body held tightly by him, almost embedded in her body.

"Little thing... little thing..."

The lights dimmed, the curtains dropped, and the whole room became charming and lingering.

The endless passion dissipated, and her voice was surprisingly soft: "Your Majesty, let's go to bed early, and I will grill you tomorrow. The day after tomorrow is the sacrificial ceremony, so you have to show up in high spirits."

Luo Jia just held her hand tightly and said nothing else. This time, her voice and heart were filled with concern from the bottom of her heart——

In a daze, it was her first time doing this.

Accompanying the emperor is like accompanying a tiger. The so-called wives and children are all the emperor's ministers and can be killed and deposed at any time. Any concerns of the emperor cannot be openly discussed. The emperor is born to feed on politics. How can people who engage in politics?

Can there be true relaxation and sincerity?

This time, he actually had no reservations in front of her.

And she was so unreserved.

In the dark night, he stretched out his hand, hugged her, and put her whole body on his chest. He didn't say anything, but gently rubbed her smooth back. His heart felt extremely excited and at ease.

I have never trusted someone so much or been trusted by someone so much in my life.

Because the hug was too tight, it was hard for her to breathe. It was bad, and it was the "hug killing method" again. She was tightly imprisoned, with her head completely buried in his chest. As long as she moved, she would be killed like a mushroom.

Press it.


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