However, like other daughters, Feng Miaolian really appreciates her naked body very rarely—nothing else, they have many palace maids to serve at any time. No matter how bold and avant-garde women are, they are not used to being exposed naked to the palace maids every day.
, look at his naked body in the mirror.
That's why she took away the palace maid.
The woman in the mirror, she felt that she couldn't see it clearly - Chuchu, just like this winter.
It was the first time she looked at herself like this.
It is no longer beautiful, especially women who have had difficulty in giving birth, leaving a faint pregnancy spot. Even if the child has never survived, the traces will last forever.
Oh, woman, woman, what a painful woman.
Menstrual period, ten months of pregnancy, miscarriage, difficult labor, Qing dynasty, broken belly... and aging pregnancy spots... Each one is an unequal arrangement when God created humans.
She stroked the ugly marks on her body, sighed infinitely, and then slowly put on her underwear, slowly blocking those terrible scars... Fortunately, humans still have clothes that can cover up all ugliness.
Halfway through the clothes, my waist suddenly became lighter and I was hugged hard.
She was holding her clothes and was wearing a belt with her clothes on her back. She was covered with her clothes and she fell to the ground. Half of her underwear had just fallen off.
It's a sneak attack.
It seemed as if a thief suddenly broke into the palace. He attacked from behind. She couldn't see his face - but, how could there be such a bold thief in the palace? Break through many levels, break through the blockade of maids, eunuchs, and guards
, dare to come and mock the Queen? How is this possible?
She was shocked, but soon smelled the familiar smell, with a strong burning, anxious, extremely anxious, and expectant... all kinds of tastes are indescribable.
It is also rough and strange, as if it still carries the hustle and bustle of war, the smell of grass on the grassland, the high ejaculation of horse hooves when they roll up dust, and the rapidity of a heart looking forward to returning...
What a terrible heartbeat.
He stroked her back behind him.
The exposed back looks better than the chest - no pregnancy spots, no flaws, and in the less bright afternoon light, hazy and tempting, like an inverted landscape painting, how tempting.