Yun Shitian looked at Luo Yu's willow eyebrows and was satisfied.
It’s okay to be angry, and it’s okay to be concerned.
Feeling relieved now, Yun Shitian's eyes began to slowly change as he looked at Luo Yu who was riding on him.
"Let me tell you, don't be too direct. After all, they are all your vassals. It will hurt your face too much. Sister Huang... ah..."
Luo Yu was sitting on Yun Shitian, thinking carefully about talking to Yun Shitian, when he felt something suddenly push up from under him.
Luo Yu was stunned for a moment, lost his temper, and let out a soft cry.
Looking down, Luo Yu didn't notice where he was sitting, and his face turned red.
Damn it, why can't she sit somewhere? Sit there.
Feeling that the thing under his butt was loose and strong, as hard as steel, Luo Yu stared at Yun Shitian, not knowing for a moment whether he should get up or continue to sit down.
Yun Shitian looked at Luo Yu, who was sitting on top of him with a pink face. He was so beautiful that he was sorry for himself if he didn't do anything.
At this moment, Yun Shitian didn't know what patience was.
He stretched out his hand, lowered Luo Yu's head and kissed him.
At the same time, he turned over and firmly pressed Luo Yu under him.
Fourteen years old, not too young, not too old, but he really doesn't mind.
Passionate kisses tossed and turned between lips, teeth and neck, slightly cold hands reached under the hem of clothes and rubbed against the warm skin.
Who said Yun Shitian is a ball of ice.
He is a fire, a fire blooming from the ice.
Either there is no warmth at all, or it can burn everything.
Luo Yu was pinned down by Yun Shitian, and he felt the fervor of the prairie fire. His face and body were incredibly hot. How could this Yun Shitian be in heat at any time?
Thin gasps floated in the bedroom, and the temperature rose sharply.
"Um, ahem... Emperor brother, you can make love at any time if you want. At present, should we discuss how to deal with this matter..."
Just when the temperature in the palace was rising sharply, the voice of Yun Qiong outside the palace suddenly came, suppressing laughter.
At the same time, Feng Wuxin's coughing sound also sounded, indicating that there were many people outside.
When Luo Yu heard this, he pushed Yun Shitian away and straightened his clothes. His face was green and red, and he stared at Yun Shitian, and it didn't matter if he didn't stare.