"No... no more..." Feng Yu shook her head quickly.
Xin Moge panted slightly, leaned towards Feng Yu's ear, and blew softly: "Are you scared?"
Feng Yu raised her eyebrows and refused to admit defeat and said: "No, I'm afraid that your desire will be hard to satisfy again and again, and your body won't be able to hold it..." Stop...
The last one was swallowed up by Xin Moge's sudden kiss. It was good, very good, and the desire was unsatisfactory. She didn't provoke it on purpose. Damn it, I didn't show her any strength.
Feng Yu was breathing rapidly, her face was red, and she kept pushing Xin Moge's chest with her hands. She was almost out of breath. But no matter how hard Feng Yu pushed, she just couldn't push it away. She didn't know whether it was because she hadn't recovered her strength yet, or because
His body is too heavy.
Xin Moge refused to let go, and the more Feng Yu pushed, the more aggressive he became.
Feng Yu really felt that she was about to suffocate, and he simply wanted to commit murder.
After a long time, Xin Moge raised his head, his black eyes as deep as the sea, as if he wanted to eat Feng Yu.
Feng Yu gasped for air and knocked on Xin Moge's chest angrily.
Xin Moge grabbed Feng Yu's hand and kissed it.
Feng Yu twitched, but didn't pull it out, so she let Xin Moge hold her hand. Through the candlelight, she saw that there was a thin layer of sweat on Xin Moge's forehead, and secretly swore in her heart that she would never do it again.
It's such a joke, but who would have thought that he couldn't help it... Thinking of this, she once again clearly felt the burning heat under Xin Moge's body against her through her clothes. The thoughts behind her were suddenly interrupted, and she gasped: "Okay
...It seems a little late, you can go to sleep."
"You go to sleep first." Xin Moge gasped suppressedly.
"how about you?"
"I'll take care of some more things." She had already aroused his passion, so how could he sleep? After enduring it for a while, Xin Moge let go of Feng Yu and stood up.
Feng Yu nodded, sat up, took off her coat, lay down again, and pulled the quilt on the inside to cover her.
After Ximoge sat at the desk for a while, he stood up, opened the door and went out to enjoy some cold air.
The moonlight is beautiful, like a layer of transparent gauze covering it.
In another courtyard a certain distance away from this courtyard, Fan Yinqing temporarily stayed for one night and did not leave the city overnight.
In the bright room, Fan Yinqing dismissed the serving maid, sat at the table and poured himself a cup of tea. After drinking for a while, he got up and walked to the dressing table in the room. He sat down in front of the dressing table and couldn't help but reach out and take out the tea.
The hosta stuck in the bun.
Three thousand green silk threads suddenly poured down like a waterfall, and Fan Yinqing looked at the figure reflected in the mirror.
I saw that the person in the mirror had beautiful features, gentleness and heroic spirit. She was not weak like ordinary women, nor was she charming like ordinary women.
After Fan Yinqing looked at it for a moment without blinking, he tied up his three thousand black hair neatly. Even when he went to bed at night, he never let his hair down, for fear of something happening or being seen.
, she has spent a full twenty-two years hiding her daughter's body. At this age, other women have already been married and become mothers.
Early the next morning, it suddenly started raining, drizzly and hazy.
Fan Yinqing got up early, washed up, and listened to the people who came into the city reporting the situation to her.
Last night, everything went on peacefully. Just like the previous two days, there were no abnormalities in the imperial army except for two small groups of troops who wanted to break out at night.
After hearing this, Fan Yinqing nodded, went to King Fan, and relayed the situation to King Fan.
