With a "brush", Xiao Lian's gauze dress was torn - Recently, he seemed to have fallen in love with such a tearing sound, so happy that his fingers were deeply pinched into her shoulders, and even brought them hard,
Traces of blood.
Xiao Lian was excited, his eyes flashed with a longing light: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty... I want to be the queen... the queen..."
"Queen, I'll just give the order...hahaha..."
He bullied himself and pressed down hard, pressing her body hard.
His majesty and her delicateness seemed to be about to scratch her shoulder blades alive. For the title of queen, Xiao Lian gritted her teeth and endured it, and there was a bulging water in her eyes - Your Majesty, he liked this!
She could only let him do this!
Otherwise, if he angered him, the title of queen would be a drunken word.
Who has never paid? Even the demon concubine has paid the price!
Moreover, because of the novelty, I changed my place. In the Standing Hall that I longed for and the name of the real hostess, this is the symbol of the real hostess. She sighed in her own heart that after so long, Feng Zhaoyi's shadow could not be removed. In her heart,
Not that it’s not uncomfortable!
The red candle burns so crazy, and it moves like tears.
At the nose, there was no such familiar rosemary incense - the other fragrances on the bed - lavender, mugwort, flowers and plants at the foot of the North Wudang Mountain, fragrant tea... and even the pillow of the lavender bag.
Luo Jia was shocked, and his hand was pressing on the pillow - his black hair was messy. Whose black hair was on it? This was Fangfei's pillow, which was made by her. Who could lie besides her?
This is above?
"Father..."
"His Majesty……"
He looked up with regret, who was calling himself?
The graceful girl, wearing black boots, and such an arrogant smile:
"Do you want to pick herbs from the grass? OK, carry a basket for me..."
"Pay me the money for food, no food and drink for nothing..."
"Is it the emperor amazing? The emperor also has to work..."
...
He suddenly jumped up, fearless, and could no longer continue. The woman beneath him was not her, no!
Not Fangfei!
What are you doing here if you are not Fangfei’s woman?
What are you doing these days?
Without incense, only the sound of wind and snow outside the door, he was completely awake!
PS: I updated 18 times today. I was so tired. I rest!