After a while, Emperor Han Jie let go of Bao'er and stared at him:
Bao'er's eyes were misty, her red lips were sparkling, and her charming look hanging unconsciously in the arms of Young Emperor Han Jie made him intoxicated!
This is his treasure, his treasure concubine, his wife, his woman!
He must get her, now!
Now even if the gods come, they can't stop him from wanting her.
Young Emperor Han Jie temporarily forgot about the fragrance and the danger. He only had eyes for his treasure.
He slowly kissed Bao'er's small, plump red lips again to hide his shallow smile, savoring her gradual relaxation and enjoyment.
Their bodies were tightly embraced, their pink tongues were warm and intertwined, and the hot fusion of their breaths made each other intoxicated.
What a strange feeling!
However, it seems very comfortable!
Bao'er sighed! Young Emperor Han Jie's kiss was so soft and full of power. When he hugged her tightly, he was submissive and made her feel at ease.
She liked his clean smell, the smile in his eyes, his body temperature, and even his insidiousness. She must have liked him for a long time without realizing it. But it only took a moment to wake up.
Bao'er stretched out her timid little hand and tentatively hooked it up to the back of Young Emperor Han Jie's neck. She immediately felt his satisfied sigh in his lips. He deepened the kiss, sucked her, and kneaded her tightly into his chest.
inside.
Desire, flame, high, Zhang...
Spring, love, swing, waves...
Young Emperor Han Jie kissed and gently opened Bao'er's clothes. Bao'er's clothes fell off, revealing his skin as white as jade.
Young Emperor Han Jie picked her up and gently placed her on the big bed.
Young Emperor Han Jie's slender hands slowly moved over the large area of smooth skin on Bao'er's back. The skin had its own suction, as if it could suck his fingers in and he couldn't bear to leave.
So comfortable!
My little baby.
Young Emperor Han Jie immediately fell in love with the feeling of touching her. Such a small body was so soft and delicate that it made people feel distressed.
Baoer surrendered and enjoyed it, letting him kiss her back and forth, feeling lazily comfortable.
"Woo...ha...wow..." She was so soft that she almost melted into a puddle of water...
"Is it weird?" Young Emperor Han Jie asked trying his best to appear calm.
"What?" Baoer's confused look is simply criminal!
"The feeling of being touched by me. I want to know..." Young Emperor Hanjie said as he unbuttoned Bao'er's last piece of underwear.
Bao'er's figure is extremely graceful, thin but powerful, with only a pair of ridiculously small poached eggs on her chest, but her color and luster couldn't be more beautiful.
The red plum blossoms blooming on the white snow are nothing more than that.
Young Emperor Han Jie was almost drooling.
He thought about her red stamens with his own hands in an incredible way, and the beautiful little flowers would bloom enchantingly for him for the first time.
Bao'er stared down at his chest in astonishment. It felt strange to be touched like this. However, he didn't seem to dislike it...
Is it because the person who touched her was Young Emperor Han Jie?
"It has changed," he reminded hoarsely and lazily.
Bao'er's red pistil, under Young Emperor Han Jie's constant plucking, became proudly firm, tight and pink like a small, sweet red fruit.
His thumb began to circle regularly, pressing and circling on the soft red stamen. This trick was so weird that Bao'er was completely stunned.
She always thought that the changes in her red pistils were due to natural factors such as hot and cold weather, but she never thought that there would be such human factors.
The emperor's brother is so good at playing. He can actually do this and that.
She never knew that two people could sleep together and play with each other's bodies.
"Bao'er, do you feel burning..." He murmured while holding her tender earlobe in his mouth.
There seems to be something really burning in my stomach, but the burning is just comfortable.
Her whole body was soft and soft, and even her voice was that of grandma... "Well..."
Her whole body was weak and her mind was in a state of confusion. She couldn't think of anything, and she completely entered a paradise of bliss that she had never been involved in... She was willfully intoxicated in the soothing touch, as if it was none of her business if the sky fell.
When Young Emperor Han Jie's hand reached under Bao'er's body following the intense kiss, he felt a little resistance.
It’s so strange, this place is so dirty! How can you play here!
Your Majesty's brother has gone too far.
He didn't care, her momentary stiffness was just a natural reaction. After his meticulous and gentle touch, she would turn into a river of spring water under his hands.
Bao'er froze, this feeling was too surprising, "Don't..." Bao'er began to resist gently.
Young Emperor Han Jie attached himself to her lips and kept kissing her, not wanting to hear what Bao'er had to say.
"stop!"
Bao'er quickly woke up and struggled vigorously.
Her voice was weak and she gasped: "This really doesn't work, please let go."
Where did he have time to pay attention to her? His fingers were happily exploring the source of her sweetness. His lips slid down and leaned over her small red pistil. Baoer let out a small scream...
"I can't do it anymore!"
Young Emperor Hanjie's slender fingers kept exerting pressure on her female spring, and pressed gently and persistently. The sweet spring began to gush slightly, and the wonderful touch of the soft, round and round jade was so exciting that it almost exploded.
Young Emperor Han Jie thought with satisfaction that after experiencing so many people and things, Bao'er was ready for him both physically and mentally...
Baoer moaned in pain, "It's too late, I have to pee."
She pushed Young Emperor Han Jie away violently, lay aside, and suddenly started crying, 555555...
Oh my god, please let me die. I'm so old and I still peed on the bed.
Wow, so shameful, I really want to die.
The sky is peaceful and the earth is quiet...
Everything stopped, and Young Emperor Han Jie stared at Bao'er blankly, unable to believe his ears.
God, earth, man, please strike me to death with lightning!
This kid really doesn’t understand anything!
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Movement stops.
Breathing gradually returned to calm, Mo Zhanyi woke up from the confusion, her eyes looked straight into the depths of Tie Shaoqiu's soul...
The two looked at each other...
Speechless for a moment...
I heard someone clapping softly: "Are you going to put it on yourself, or do you need the help of the guards?"
That voice clearly belonged to Princess Jing'an. Mo Zhanyi and Tie Shaoqiu turned around and saw the proud eyes of Princess Jing'an.
A bolt from the blue! A thunder struck from the head!
Mo Zhanyi shrank his body, and Tie Shaoqiu turned around and saw that they were surrounded by Princess Jing'an's guards. They were all members of Jiao Zhonglei's family.
Tie Shaoqiu pulled the sheets to wrap Mo Zhanyi, then jumped up and put on his clothes. Shuang handed the clothes to Mo Zhanyi and asked her to wear them while quilting.