"I will come and enjoy it!" He calmly said, "Although Yuna is the Princess of Luohua, she will not really live in Luohua Hall for a long time. She will still go home to accompany her third brother... In the Luohua Hall now, I hope it is a vacation break.
The land…”
Shangshan Palace is tired and tired of it; so I switched to this place. [】
Shui Lian could not speak or object - Your Majesty, no matter what he did, he was for himself - she was not unhappy, but under extreme psychological pressure, she could not be energetic no matter what she did.
He reached out, gently pushed away a strand of hair from her forehead, and said softly: "Little Devil, are you tired?"
She was tired, but he was furious and pulled her hand: "Get up, I'll take you to enjoy..."
She followed him to the next door in surprise and found a newly built bathroom with a stove igniting, and the smokeless high-quality charcoal fire made the room warm as spring.
The two of them snuggled together in the warm water, washing each other's fatigue with water. Under the mist of the spring, Shui Lian's face flushed and her expression was shy: "Your Majesty, am I old?"
He looked at the woman in his arms under the bright light. Perhaps because of his lack of energy these days, his flower-like face already had a faint crow's feet. He smiled: "Little devil, no, you are not old at all, you have always been
They all look so good."
She lowered her head shyly, like a little girl. If a woman can keep her beauty in the eyes of a man for the rest of her life, what else can her husband ask for?
She leaned lazily against his chest, feeling sleepy. He took a veil to wipe her hair, then carried her into the room and placed it on the big bed.
But she became excited - love for her husband!
She turned over mysteriously and entered the locker room inside, whispering softly: "Your Majesty, wait for me..."
He smiled and nodded.
After a while, she came out slowly and stopped three steps away from him. She was wearing a light red dress, a hairpin on her head, and two bracelets on her wrist.
"Little Devil..."
“Um…”
Her beautiful clothes and soft hair spread out together, under the soft candlelight, her beautiful and crystal body carries the most beautiful lines of women.
She pressed against the burning chest and whimpered, like a girl in her first love, with extremely familiar and lingering eyes at the corners of her eyebrows and eyes, and a faint shy and charming look.