She blushed with her eyes very blurred, and suddenly she hugged his neck: "Your Majesty... From now on, I will make you happy every day..."
He smiled unscrupulously, full of heroism and happiness.【】just like a man who will do everything well.
He leaned across his body and overdrawed a lot of physical strength and energy. At this time, he almost appeared in a large shape, completely occupying her bed - and she was fixedly held in front of him, like a small salvaged from sweat
Cat.
The wooden house has changed, with flowers blooming in spring and colorful butterflies flying.
The woman who was visiting the garden was wearing a colorful skirt, like the first blooming colorful lotus in the pond.
The palace maids were about to report, but were stopped.
The emperor smiled and looked at the young man with him, lowered his voice: "Jia Lan, have you not seen Shui Lian in many years?"
“It’s been 10 years.”
He suddenly sighed slightly, 10 years have passed?
Does it happen if everyone goes through a decade?
"Jia Lan..."
He stopped and stared for a moment. In the vast pure gold ocean, there was a figure of green lake. The fine silk yarn and the beautiful colors reflected her slim figure. But when she saw her waved her hand, countless colorful butterflies
It stayed on the lake's green silk yarn, and the flowing clouds and water sleeves were like a colorful scroll.
He suddenly accelerated his footsteps and ran over. When the woman heard the footsteps, she raised her sleeves and the colorful butterflies flew away buzzingly. She turned around, faced his direction, smiled sweetly, and saluted: "See Your Majesty..."
The emperor could not look away.
At this moment, the woman around her was pretty and light, and she was as breathing as orchid, and she could not connect her with the female devil in the small dark room.
It is like moving like a rabbit, and still like a virgin. Both movement and stillness are suitable. The two extreme personalities are reflected in the same person.
"Shuilian, please stop being too polite. Look, who is here..."
Shui Lian's eyes then fell on the man behind the emperor. When he saw this, his heartbeat suddenly stopped.
The man was about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, with red lips and white teeth, tall figure, wearing a golden robe, a tall yellow hat on his head, a deep look of eyes, and a faint and lofty compassion on his face.
She stared at him intently, her heart was beating wildly, her mind was filled with a lot of thought, and her mouth was dry, and her soul was out of her body and she didn't know where she ran...