His hands were full of strength, but his hug was so gentle, and his voice was also full of tenderness. He just stuck to her ears and said nothing. At this moment, silence was better than sound.
Even in the strong wine, he could feel his affection, as if he was familiar, and for a long time, he had become familiar with him. However, she was too tired and struggled, and her body was always soft on the chair, even with his hug,
It would be of no use.
"It's so sleepy... don't worry about me, go quickly..."
There is no warning, and in front of him, she has never been wary, just like the care of the past and the tenderness of the past. Deep in everyone's heart, there are always the deepest, first, and most beautiful emotions.
If his visit in the cold palace, just like his life-sacrificing his life, no woman can be wary of a man who occupies such an important position in his life!
He stared at her, her cheeks flushed, she gasped heavily, leaned back on the chair, not knowing whether to escape, nor even when Emperor Hongwen hugged him again.
This time the hug was so pure, gentle, and intimate, as if they had been familiar with each other for a long time.
"Fangfei..."
His face was pressed against hers, with smooth skin and bright red faces, like a golden apple from Beiwudang, as if he was holding the girl in the white gauze dress in the temple.
But I felt hot.
This time, instead of rushing to kiss, he fixed her waist and forced her to look up at her eyes.
Her eyes were misty, and her long eyelashes condensed into a thin layer of water mist, like the misty clouds, as if the clouds were steaming and rising from the eastern sky.
"Fangfei, I want you!!"
“!!!”
"This time, I will never give up on you. You are mine, you must be mine."
“!!!”
His tone was so gentle and patient: "Fangfei, you are mine! Do you know?"
No, that's not! It's definitely not!
I just want to sleep, but I am repeatedly blocked.
She felt so aggrieved that she almost started to cry.