Chapter 27: King Xiang has a dream, but the goddess has no intention (4) At the dinner table, Yao's father filled a bowl of soup and handed it to Zi Yingluo cautiously, "Princess, this is the soup stewed by the common people themselves. The princess has been on the road for days, so she must be too."
are you tired".
"Thank you." Zi Yingluo glanced at Yao's father, took the soup in question, and frowned slightly. She didn't like the taste of seafood, but in order not to hurt Yao's father's face, she gritted her teeth and drank it, looking at the liquid.
Porcelain bowl, Yao's father showed a reassuring smile on his face.
During the dinner, Yao's mother and Zi Yingluo kept drinking. Zi Yingluo's depression for the past few days was gone. She found that Yao Cen's mother was not just a profit-seeking person like ordinary businessmen. She was a very insightful and special person.
Woman, make her want to have deep intercourse.
Yao's mother looked at Zi Yingluo with more and more admiration and relief. Who said that the eighth princess was a nymphomaniac and greedy for men? In her opinion, the eighth princess was calm and restrained, neither arrogant nor impetuous, and completely different from ordinary people.
A rich girl has a high profile, is approachable, and is very knowledgeable in poetry and poetry. Isn't she the wife that her son has always wanted to marry?
Knowing that night was coming, Zi Yingluo began to drink too much, and her head became groggy. She leaned weakly on Leng Ye's arms. Leng Ye held her shoulders lovingly, looking at the woman in Leng Ye's arms.
A touch of bitterness flashed through Cen's heart, and he smiled bitterly.
Seeing her son's resentful look, Yao's mother said in a deep voice, "Cen'er, didn't you see that your wife is too drunk? Why don't you help her go back to her room to rest?"
Hearing this, Yao Cen was stunned for a moment, a blush flashed on his face, and he reached out to pick up Zi Yingluo in Leng Ye's arms. Seeing this, Leng Ye calmly avoided Yao Cen's outstretched hand and looked at Yao's mother.
, with a cold and affectionate voice without any emotion, "Let Leng Ye take care of the princess. I'm afraid it will be difficult to take care of the princess because she is drunk. Leng Ye also happens to know a little bit about medicine and can help."
Seeing Leng Ye's tough look, Yao's father's eyes flashed with anger, "As for Mr. Leng, you are both the princess's side lords, and you are in the Yao family, so there is no reason to let the guests take action."
Hearing this, Leng Ye's expression flashed with a trace of unnaturalness, and he had to gently let go of his hand, but his heart couldn't help but shrink.
Yao Cen took Zi Yingluo and gently put his hands around her soft waist. Yao Cen was stunned. Her waist was actually slender than his own, and her whole body was soft. Yao Cen lowered his head and looked at her arms with a flushed face.
The man bent down, held Zi Yingluo in his arms, and strode towards the room.
Looking at the people walking away, Yao's father smiled happily, glanced at the lost Leng Ye next to him, and thought to himself: How could such a good woman and such a good opportunity be given up to others in vain.
In the room, Yao Cen gently placed Zi Yingluo on the bed, took off her outer robe, revealing the thin gauze dress underneath. Her delicate body was looming, and the person on the bed's pink lips were slightly open, with an unnatural look on her face.
Zi Yingluo's face was flushed, and Yao Cen lovingly applied it to Zi Yingluo's rosy face.
The sudden touch made Zi Yingluo's body tremble, and she couldn't help but moan softly. A numb feeling spread to her limbs and bones, making Zi Yingluo frown slightly in her sleep.
What a weird feeling——
Yao Cen stared at the person on the bed quietly, with a face full of love, "Princess, even if you think Cen'er is shameless, Cen'er will not leave you." As he said that, his lips were covered with purple Yingluo's pink lips.
Gently nibbling.
"Well -" Zi Yingluo couldn't help but Shen Yin said something. Her body was so hot that she twisted her body uneasily. Looking at Zi Yingluo like this, Yao Cen's lower abdomen tightened and her breathing became heavy. She stood up and pulled herself off.
He held up the back of Zi Yingluo's head with his robe, and kissed her fiercely, as if he wanted to rub her into her bones and blood, passionately and roughly.