Chapter 202 Uncle Nine Emperors, What Are You Doing!
Uncle Jiuhuang was so deeply poisoned, and now, with his heart veins damaged and so seriously injured, does Feng Jiuer still care about that little bit of blood?
At this moment, I just hope that he will get better soon. A little blood really doesn't matter.
So, why are you asking if you are willing or not? Uncle Nine Emperors can even talk nonsense. The sun is about to rise in the west.
"Uncle Nine Emperors, hurry up."
She leaned forward with her back and looked back at him: "Quick!"
Zhan Qingcheng's face turned red instantly. Didn't the book say that girls would be shy about this kind of thing, so men should take the initiative?
Why did he become so proactive when he got to his Xiao Jiu'er?
However, the girl's family has taken the initiative, how could he hesitate?
What's more, the little body in front of me is so beautiful. Just one look at it, and the suppressed breath began to stir again in an instant.
Zhan Qingcheng coughed lightly and moved closer to her back.
Although I was very excited, I was so excited that I almost vomited blood because my blood was boiling so much.
However, he was still a little worried.
The timing is not good tonight, the damn poison makes him not as strong as usual.
If he doesn't serve him well, will the little girl dislike him in the future?
The book says that more than half an hour is for the strong...
In normal times, I am confident that there will be no problem for an hour, but tonight... If I had known better, I would not have hurt my heart. What should I do if I dissatisfied this girl?
Anyway, I have to hold on for half an hour...
"Uncle Nine Emperors, why don't you start?" Feng Jiu'er, who was only wearing a thin bellyband, bit her lip and frowned.
This guy doesn't want her to... let her throw away even the last thing, right?
It's now this time, and your body is so weak, can't you just make do with it?
"Uncle Nine Emperors..."
"Yeah." His voice fell just above her head, and the person was already approaching.
But he didn't take action immediately. Instead, he looked down at her body that made people's blood boil, and gently called out: "Jiu'er."
Hey! Why is the call of Uncle Nine Emperors so sexy, so... tempting!
Feng Jiuer's heart was shocked, and her body almost trembled.
"Uncle Nine Emperors..."
"This king... will be gentle, don't be afraid." His hand fell on her arm, and his voice was as gentle as ever, as gentle as the wind.
"I'm not afraid." Feng Jiuer breathed out lightly, "Come on."
Isn't it just sucking blood? It became a habit and she wasn't afraid, because Uncle Nine Emperors knew how to make her not feel so much pain.
Zhan Qingcheng's eyes turned completely dark, and the long finger on her arm finally slipped.
His sweaty and excited palms passed through her armpits and hugged her...
After two seconds of silence, a woman's frightened scream suddenly erupted in the room——
"Ah! Uncle Nine Emperors, what are you doing? Let go!"
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Jiuer struggled all night and finally walked out of Zhan Qingcheng's room at midnight.
Yu Jingfeng stayed outside and never left.
Seeing her coming out, he didn't dare to ask. When the two of them walked into the courtyard, Yu Jingfeng asked in a low voice: "Is the prince asleep?"
"Sleeping." Feng Jiuer took a long breath and raised her hand to wipe her forehead. Sure enough, it was covered with fine sweat.
Yu Jingfeng also wiped his sweat, but his heart still hurt. He felt bad for the prince.
Tonight, the prince vomited blood three times, and when he saw it, the pain was so painful that it hurt his heart and lungs!
Looking at Feng Jiuer's flushed face, he couldn't help but ask: "Your Majesty, is he... still angry?"
