"Is Your Majesty lonely?" She didn't want to say such embarrassing words at this time, but she really wanted to know Zi Yuqi's thoughts. She clearly felt the man covering her body pause slightly, and then there was a warm feeling in her ears, "
With Ning'er, it won't happen anymore."
They are the same kind of people, they both like to stand in the clouds and look proudly at the mountains and rivers, overlooking the sky and the world. This became clear from the moment they called themselves monsters with her.
Hearing this, Feng Ning's frozen heart felt a little painful. Thinking back to everything in the past, she couldn't help but close her eyes and put her arms around his waist. She couldn't help tightening her grip and leaned against Zi Yuqi's ear, "Yes.
Your Majesty, Ning'er can't do it either."
The gentle pearly light filled the hall, and the wind and rain outside the window seemed to have stopped. Although I didn't know what the scene would be like tomorrow, the lingering night was still going on——.
When I woke up the next day, I saw the smiling evil face, playing with her black hair, leaning forward, holding her head with one hand, dissipating countless charms, and the obscene silk clothes she was wearing were loose and slightly exposed.
, the solid chest can’t help but make people daydream again and again.
Feng Ning was still half asleep, muttering in a low voice, "Your Majesty, won't you go to the morning court?"
Zun Lun's half-closed eyes opened slightly, and the dark pupils seemed to pay full attention to the woman who was speaking. Her sexy thin lips opened slightly, with endless tenderness, "It's all my fault. Ning'er must have been tired last night."
broken."
Uh--? Hearing this, he stared at Zi Yuqi in confusion, and the next moment she snuggled into his arms. Feng Ning chuckled, "Your Majesty's chest is getting warmer and warmer?"
Kissing her forehead, the desire in his heart arose again, "This is all Ning'er's fault."
Feng Ning was a little surprised. She heard the sound of accelerating heartbeat in her ears. She had regained consciousness. She couldn't help but feel a little wary in her heart. She raised her eyes and stared at him, "Does Ning'er still have such ability?"
He held her chin, sucked the delicious meal that was served, and whispered, "Ning'er is very capable. Does Ning'er know what I am going to do now?"
"How can Ning'er guess His Majesty's wisdom?" Feng Ning smiled slyly and asked knowingly: "I only know that if Your Majesty does not leave, all the ministers in the court will come to visit you."
There was a smile in her narrow eyes, which Feng Ning couldn't understand. Before she could react, she saw Zi Yuqi wave his sleeves, and the window lattice in the distance suddenly opened, and then the reflection
What he saw made Feng Ning couldn't help but smile to himself, "No wonder Your Majesty Yan Ning'er is exhausted, it turns out that the sun is almost setting." He straightened up slightly, and the sore pain immediately spread through every nerve, Feng Ning
He couldn't help but frown, recalling the madness last night in his mind. He cast a sidelong glance at the culprit, who actually smiled coquettishly and looked at his expression with interest.
If she didn't mind, she still had the body of a daughter. Her cheeks were stained with crimson. She shyly turned her eyes away and looked at the sky through the window lattice. The red clouds in the sky seemed to add a touch of bright color. She was a little confused, probably at dusk.
How could the scenery be different from what we had seen in the past? He walked towards the window lattice, wanting to see more clearly, and tightened his clothes on his chest, when he heard a leisurely voice coming from behind, "Ning'er, be my queen."
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Fengning paused slightly and then leaned against the window lattice. He said it very casually, but there was a bit of majesty in the words that could not be rejected. Queen? For Yu Fengning, these two words are related to "trouble".
Reciprocally, I saw a few birds landing on a branch not far away, and the branches trembled softly. I glanced sideways at the lazy and comfortable man on the dragon couch, and then looked at the faint red in the courtyard.
, speaking in the same leisurely tone: "Your Majesty is in love with you wrongly. Compared with this, the scenery at dusk makes Ning'er more interested."