3252. Chapter 3252 [Oriental] Is something wrong? 8
The fragrance came from her if there was nothing.
Dongfang Aoshi's throat tightened and his body immediately became excited.
The big palm slid into her clothes and held the softness on her chest.
"Junior Jiu!" Gentle and stiff, his face suddenly turned red, and he pressed Dongfang Aoshi's hand tightly to prevent him from moving, "You are sick, I'll let the imperial doctor come and take a look first."
"Well, I am sick, only Rou'er can cure this disease." Dongfang Aoshi licked her ears and could not miss this opportunity to get close to her.
The most sensitive part of gentleness is the neck.
When Dongfang Aoshi licked it, his whole body became soft, and his hands climbed on his shoulders, trembling...
"Rou'er..." Dongfang Aoshi's voice was slightly hoarse, and he sounded very sexy and confusing.
Gentle's whole brain was drowsy, and his body reacted strongly...
Dongfang Aoshi directly lifted her skirt and felt that her body had changed significantly.
His breath was very heavy, and his black eyes were filled with desire.
Gentle struggled to dodge, but she could not avoid it and was tightly imprisoned.
Dongfang Aoshi kissed her unrestrainedly, and his big palm moved her...
"Master Jiu, you're having a fever..."
Dongfang Aoshi did not respond, and suddenly raised his head and curled his thin lips at her.
Wen Rou's whole body shook, and when she realized something was wrong, it was too late—
Dongfang Aoshi leaned over slowly and slid on her tender legs...
"Master Jiu... Um!" Wenrou screamed in surprise and looked at Dongfang Aoshi in surprise-
he……
he……
He actually...
Well...No, she can't help it.
Gentle hands tightened and pressed on Dongfang Aoshi's head.
Dongfang Aoshi kissed strongly, causing waves of tremor.
He vented his breath gently and sharply, and he almost collapsed, "Justice Jiu, don't..."
Dongfang Aoshi could not listen to her words, acted domineeringly according to his own wishes, and he was picking... and teasing...
Gentle finally couldn't help but moaned.
The next second, realizing his reaction, he quickly bit his lip and did not dare to make any more noise.
Dongfang Aoshi stood up straight, and his long body pressed against her completely soft body.
The two of them were tightly pressed against each other, without any gap.
Dongfang Aoshi half-supported to avoid pressing to his gentle belly.
The erectional male, little by little, squeezed into the flower path she had already moistened and prepared...
He moaned softly, his body trembled, and he became hot...
The slow pace begins...
Dongfang Aoshi's movements were very light, as if he was avoiding something, and he was not as strongly needed as in the past.
Gentle was a little surprised, but his mind was completely confused and he could no longer think.
In the passion brought by the Oriental Proud World, ups and downs...
Endless joy swept over the tenderness.
Apart from climbing to the Oriental Aoshi and catering to his tough rhythm, Wenrou never had a second reaction...
...
...
...
Just when the two were about to reach the highest peak-
"Knock, knock..." A low knock on the door sounded.
The next second, the voice of the manager came in, "Prince? Princess? Are you awake? The princess should take medicine."
Drink medicine!
These two words, like a thunder, slashed into gentle mind, making her wake up instantly-
Damn it!
She is already twenty years old, no longer fifteen years old when she just married into the royal palace!
"Go out!" Gentle and softly pushed the man on his body, with sharp eyes, wishing to cut him into pieces.