Rebirth of the Tyrant’s Pet: Regent Prince is too Fierce

At this time, he had just grown up, no childhood, no later England, just between greenery and maturity... the length was even, slim and powerful! One more point, one more point, one less point.

And those ink jade eyes, oblique, cold, carefree, but easy to move can make people warrior...

The Palace suddenly understood why the Palace of the Last World had chosen notoriety, the means were so harsh and heinous, there were still so many women crying to enter his rear palace, just for the sake of this demonic leather statue is enough, if you can see his slightly cooler eyebrows, dye them with lust, and go mad for yourself... just think about it is a satisfaction!

Miyagi shook her head in a hurry. What was she thinking?

Seeing that Miyagi liked his appearance, Miyagi decided for the first time that it was useful to look good, so he presented himself more in an inadvertent manner, but the enthusiasm in his heart pressed him closer, closer.

“Sister, let me continue to wipe your back...”

The palace made it clear that Palace Foam never mind these things. She did not think it was important to expose arms and feet to men. Especially when they were little, Palace Foam often lived with them in order to save time, so she did not exclude her touch with herself. He also had the opportunity to get some physical contact.

Clearly a child raised by herself, somehow, when he wiped gently on her back with a towel, her back didn't feel straight, her body felt itchy and strange...

She couldn't help shaking her head! What a beast! Why would she think that? It's a monster's choice. It's evil! Aren't you trying to seduce her?

Then she grabbed the hand of the palace and said, "You're tired too, come down and take a dip, don't take care of me. ”

When the palace heard the words, his eyes lit up and he immediately said yes.

Seeing him so, Miyagi had some unknown annoyance, and then she thought, what does it matter if the pool is so big anyway?

So she looked at the palace choosing a layer of undressing belt... the last time she pulled, her shirt slipped down and only wore a pair of blasphemous pants!

It's time to die! Why does she feel all cold hair up? What is this tension?!

The palace chooses to look at her nervously and leaps in her heart!

She gets nervous and proves that she has feelings for herself too. He should be glad that he is in good shape to practice martial arts all the time!

Miyagi wants to close her eyes, and she doesn't think she should be so corrective. Opening her eyes is like her face is too thick. It's just that the body of the palace is really good. She just looks at it like this. Why are all the children she raised? She has seen it countless times since she was a kid. How can she not see it when she's older?

Whether unintentionally or deliberately, the palace decides to get close to the water.

When Miyagi felt bad and wanted to walk away, Miyagi slowly decided, "That's good, I haven't spoken to the Empress in a long time. ”

But he didn't think so in his heart. At this time, he was just a meter away from the palace foam. When he thought that she was not dressed to bathe with him, that irritation was transmitted from the spine to the scalp, so much so that his eyes were stained with a desire for repression, only in water vapor, the palace foam was impossible to discover.

Miyagi wanted to forget that strange feeling of discomfort, so she started thinking seriously about talking about it.

“Well, tomorrow the emperor will have a feast, can I go? ”

The palace decided to pour a glass of wine in her glass, took a shallow sip, faded away, “Go pick me a princess? ”

Miyagi choked and lowly argued, “You can also choose..."

The palace looked at her and smiled without saying a word.

Staring at him like this, the palace foamed and lowered her head, somehow, she looked down at his slender, white fingers and played with the glass casually, that posture, against the clear skin, makes people feel dry tongue!

She wanted to drink but found that her cup had already been robbed by the Palace, thinking that they were drinking with a glass of wine... Palace Foam had to shoot herself in the face, did she drink too much? How did she get so weird?

The palace chooses to come a little closer silently.

“If the Emperor wants to choose a princess for me, shouldn't she ask for my request? ”

The palace nodded in haste to conceal the embarrassment. He approached her and she immediately discovered that she had moved back and forth at an uncertain speed before proceeding.

“Well... my brother deserves the best, so tell me... what do you want? ”

She just refused to look at him, which made the palace decide to cheat herself.

Once again, he came closer and lowered his voice in the ears of the palace.

“Sister, I want the best woman in the world...”

He had a sweet smell of alcohol on him. This proximity immediately caused the palace to retreat with a foam. As soon as he retreated, he found that she had leaned against the pool wall and could not retreat!

The palace decided not to put pressure on her anymore, but to keep a close eye on her. The sight seemed to have temperature, and the palace could not help but look for something to cover up everywhere.

She looked up and smiled, “How can you be the best in the world? ”

The palace made a slight eyebrow picking. A random move was also very pleasing to him. He smiled slightly, “As long as you are better...”

The palace looked up at him with a whisper, but at first glance, his ink hair spread over his shoulders and his delicate face resembled that of an aquatic fairy! She couldn't look at it again after a glance. She swallowed the saliva and wondered if it was due to hypoxia that she felt unable to breathe.

“Sister, are you thirsty? ”

A warm wine candlestick to the palace's foaming lips allows the palace to take a giant step forward, and the distance between the two is less than half an arm!

Miyagi didn't dare to think about the kind of panic that all the sweat stood up. She drank the remaining half glass of wine directly from his hand. The sweet drink overflowed because it was too urgent. The golden liquid slipped all the way down her mouth and thin neck. Finally, it didn't get between the clavicles. The beautiful curve, because she looked up and showed everything. Her eyes were dark and she could hardly hold it!

They're too close at the moment, too dangerous!

Perhaps because it was too quiet when it snowed, perhaps because the steam was too hazy and the water was too warm, they were in this dangerous and ambiguous atmosphere, and both experienced the excitement of being full of chestnuts and crisps and forgot to speak for a moment.

The palace choices don't want to leave, but the palace foam doesn't know how to leave. Her head is drowsy because she drank wine, but her body is wary because of the palace choices!

“You haven't said whether to take me or not...”

The palace tried to change the subject with a smile. She didn't know that her cheeks were red at this time. Her eyes were even more moist. Her neck and shoulders were beautifully curved. She could see how much blood she wanted to spray.

The throat of the palace choices moved. He felt like there was a fire burning in his body. He was in pain and anguish, and his only salvation was in front of him, so close and so far away...