Fangfei jumped up and hugged his neck: "Your Majesty, I won, even if I won..."
"Okay, okay, you win, you win..."
Such a flower of interpretation, gentle and whispering in his ears, naughty and lively, and even though Luo Jia was full of thoughts, he could go all out. Even though she did nothing, as long as she was by her side, she could relax herself—
—No matter how worried you are, you will be relaxed quickly.
How could he care about winning or losing? He hugged her as soon as he reached out and hugged her. He hugged her heart full of her arms, like teasing her coquettish little daughter: "Silly thing, you are so cunning..."
"Where is it? Your Majesty, who told you not to let others go? You never let me... Your Majesty, you hate it..."
"Haha, I won't let you go. Who told you to refuse to practice before? Every time I asked you to practice, you would run to ride a horse and shoot arrows... Today, I will teach you a lesson so that you will know how to grow stronger..."
Her lips were blocked, and it was her soft, scorching red lips that kissed him passionately, making him unable to breathe anymore.
With his hands back, he held her waist firmly and kissed her passionately.
I don’t know why, but suddenly I’m so anxious and so enthusiastic - the depression and anger that I’m overwhelmed in my heart cannot be solved by just a game of chess.
Far from it.
She needs her enthusiasm and lingeringness.
Such recklessness.
Luo Jia's hands were filled with strength and he had already carried the little man to the bed.
The bed curtain fell, and the room was lingering.
After a long time, the two calmed down from their passion.
In the dark night, after opening your eyes for a long time, you can see the moonlight in the room.
Luo Jia gently hugged the soft body in his arms, as if the little man had endless heat. This was his favorite, such a plump body, so round and smooth.
Fangfei lay quietly on his arms, hugged his neck, and suddenly pressed against his lips, and spoke softly: "Your Majesty, fight tomorrow..."
Luo Jia sighed a long time.
Tomorrow, a mobilization order for the general offensive has been made.