The bright red candle could not offset the two blushes on his cheeks, "Rong... Rong'er, I... um, I'll turn out the lights..."
Hee, you’ve already seen everything, why should you turn off the light?
Pulling him down by the neck, he gently exhaled a mouthful of orchid-like fragrance, "Senior brother, don't leave..."
He stared at me closely, his dark eyes flashing with bright colors, shining like fine gems, and the deep color burned directly into his heart.
"Rong'er..." The strong man's body leaned forward, pecking and kissing like butterflies dancing among the flowers. He did not hurry or slow, and his slender hands slowly traveled on the naked back, bringing waves of waves.
A wave of trembling.
His slightly messy white brocade robe was stained with mist, and the tightly fitted body, separated by the silky and wet cloth, rubbed his delicate skin time and time again, creating an unbearable touch.
He tugged at the hem of his clothes and hurriedly reached into his robe. His skin was already hot. He wanted to have sex early and his desire was already born. However, this foreplay was still calm and gentle. He didn't know what he wanted.
When will it be done?
With a charming smile on her lips, she reached out to his muscular waist with trembling hands, "Senior brother, you need to enjoy yourself to the fullest in life!"
His almost inaudible laughter was filled with a deep hoarseness: "I'm very tired now, Rong'er, come up."
Immediately, my body bones were like fried chicken with yellow skin and tender meat - crispy, but my brain was still functioning well, so I quickly directed my soft body to climb up his strong manly body.
When he stepped forward, I couldn't bear his enthusiasm, and I leaned forward, facing a ferocious whip mark on his chest. The pain and sorrow suddenly ran wild, causing the surging emotion to add a little heartache...
[The lady is coming]
It was almost dusk, and I was sitting alone on the swing, watching the setting sun melting gold and the sky full of sunset.
The breeze is slightly scented, passing by gently, and a few apricot blossoms are as thin as snow, falling on the hair, causing the fragrance to sneak into the hair. Alas, no one comes to smell the fragrant hair, what's the fun?
"Miss." The little girl Chunxian came in a hurry, stepping on the dense green grass covered with fallen flowers.
"How?" I quickly jumped off the swing, causing fragrant flowers to fly around my feet.
Chun Xian was blessed and said: "Go back to Miss Qian, Lord Qian has just left, and His Highness is alone in the study."
I stroked the darkly embroidered cloud patterns on the sleeves of my white robe, and a smile couldn't help but appear on my lips.
[The lady is coming]
Thin golden sunlight slanted into the room. The man sitting behind the ebony desk had a handsome face that could be drawn into a painting. He held a white jade pen in his slender hand and looked at the memorials spread out on the desk, lowering his head in deep thought from time to time.
From time to time I write quickly.
The golden setting sun outside the window, the sky full of cirrus clouds, inside the window his white robe with wide sleeves hanging to the ground, the clouds as black as satin, there is a kind of thrilling beauty.
I smiled brightly and said softly: "Brother, I'm here, don't look anymore." As he said that, he gently pulled out the carved white jade pen from his slender fingers.
"Yeah." He smiled lightly, and the colorful clouds in the sky lost their color.
Inadvertently scanning the open memorial, the newly written font was in a dazzling red color. His hand tightened suddenly, Zhu Pi was the emperor's royal use, "Senior brother, this..."
The smile on his face gradually disappeared, and the plain male voice was full of exhaustion: "The imperial doctor said that my father... his time is running out... In order to prevent the court from being turbulent, Zhu criticized... Zhu's criticism cannot be stopped, and I can only imitate my father."
The emperor's handwriting... can only be like this..."
