Looking back carefully, I did not see Yan Ying standing side by side with any woman when he was in the palace. He even kept a little distance from Nuan Nuan and was not allowed to get close.
Once, in order to express her warm feelings, the reckless Concubine Ji rushed towards her without caring about her face. With such a distance, Yan Ying was sure that Yan Ying could not avoid it, so she had to open her arms to take her into her arms. However, Yan Ying ended up with
The extremely weird movement technique moved to the side, and he watched helplessly as she fell on her back, becoming a joke in the palace again.
There are also almost all young eunuchs who follow Yan Ying closely. Even taking off and dressing up is done by others. As a pampered emperor, his diligence and self-discipline are touching.
It turns out that the most fundamental reason for all this is that he has mysophobia.[
He doesn't like others touching him at will.
Don't want strangers to get too close.
I don’t even like to get entangled with irrelevant women.
Ruoruo covered her mouth and smiled happily. Lushan's claws reached out and rubbed Yan Ying's cheek, "Don't you like this?"
He grabbed her disobedient little hand, put it on his lips and kissed her gently, "I like it. If it's you, it's okay to touch it as you like." Still not satisfied, he pulled open the collar and put her little hand into her shirt, which was a sign of enjoyment.
Relaxedly, "It doesn't matter if it goes further down..."
She blushed and withdrew her hand, spitting, "Ruffian, bad guy."
"Hehe." Pippi chuckled three times and responded, "If he's not bad, how can we have him?"
Only then did Ruoruo understand how proud Yan Ying was of making her belly bigger. He caressed Ruoruo's flat belly back and forth happily, and almost put his face on it to have sex with the unformed baby inside.
Intimate father and son conversation.
After coughing a few times, Ruoruo tried his best to get out of the embarrassment. Yan Ying easily stopped showing off in the palace and remained serious and serious. Unexpectedly, he really relaxed and became no different from the others in the Yan family. His bad taste was deeply rooted in him.
In the body, an occasional outbreak is enough to see.
"Okay, okay, I know you're bad, you're a bastard, okay." Pushing him away, Ruoruo turned her back and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes from laughter, her cheeks were sore, "I'm going to the kitchen."