This was the first thing she said when she was imprisoned. She had never spoken for many days. She had no time to speak. When she spoke, she realized that her voice was so hoarse. She thought, if she was imprisoned again,
Maybe I can't speak anymore.
"Fangfei, you can still survive!"
Living life? How to live?
He lost his voice. She thought, it was because he was drunk and was talking.
Fangfei slowly stood up, and there was a small package at the foot of the wall, two Taoist robes, and some broken silver. This was what she brought when she entered the palace. I don’t know when it was put here. She thought, it was the prince.
She asked someone to bring it. However, she didn't care about it.
Then, she picked up the package and walked over, her voice very calm: "Your Majesty, I'm leaving!"
Your Majesty, I'm leaving!
The wine burned his eyes red, and he shook his head, as if he was a little confused: Who is she? Why did she leave?
She turned around and left. Whether this was a good opportunity or not, it was already the only opportunity. Moreover, even if she stayed here, it was meaningless.
He stood at the door, and she was about to pass by him. He suddenly stretched out his hand and firmly grabbed her hand: "Where are you going?"
She was so hot that she almost fainted by the smell of the smell. She was angry and complained: "Let go, I'm leaving..."
"Don't leave!"
She struggled desperately: "Even if I die, I will leave."
He was also angry: "Why should I leave? Why should I leave even if I die? Am I a poisonous snake or beast?"
"Let me go...you let go..."
With a force of his hand, he had already pulled her into his arms and locked her tightly. His head was very heavy, so he took advantage of the situation and lowered his head and buried his head on her weak shoulders. He felt relieved.
Maybe it was because of the exhaustion of these days, maybe it was because of the extremely lonely night of her son's wedding, maybe it was because of the familiar faint fragrance of a girl on her body... The wine in his body completely turned into enthusiasm, and it only belonged to the man's
A kind of hot enthusiasm almost melted the body he was holding in his arms...
Fangfei has never been so close to a man, and she has never experienced such strong and unfamiliar desires of a man; her body became more and more scared when she was hugged tighter and tighter, as if she had returned to the temple and returned to the place where the nightmare began-
In my imagination countless times, I was tied up and ignited on the high wooden stand, burning with fire...