Men's low and thick voices carry some kind of calming power, their breasts are wide and warm, and they make people want to rely on themselves. Monsanto Elm rubbed the smooth fabric in front of the man's chest with his cheeks, and for a moment felt the love and peace of mind. But she soon woke up. This is the palace, and the man in front of you is Kali 3,000 emperor. If all hope of life rests on him, heartbreak is the only thing that happens.
The obsessed phoenix slightly restored the original cool, and she looked up and smiled awfully, “Thank you, Your Majesty, the concubine can only rely on the Emperor.” She doesn't need the heart of this man, but she needs the love of a man!
“Do you and I still have to say thank you?” Zhou Wudi sighed, depicting her five officers with a long index finger, his fingertips paused at the corner of her slightly curved lips, his heart hidden cramps. He knew perfectly well that this amazing smile was just a mask of Mulberry's mercy, and that her true smile was a thousand times more beautiful than that, always melting his cold heart.
When will you treat me like Po? He shoved the woman's little head into her chest and kissed her on the top of her hair, preventing her from seeing the frustrations and injuries on her face.
“Your Majesty, it's time to take your medicine.” It is estimated that the two of them should have finished making out at this time, and Chang Xi spoke out outside the palace as a reminder.
Zhou Wu Di did not move. Instead, she tightened her hands slightly. Meng Sangyu turned his obscure white eyes and pushed his chest softly, "Feed your concubine to the Emperor for medicine. ”
Man Guan 'er, let go of her waist and lower her voice, "No need.” Then waved Chang Xi in and drank the medicine bowl.
“Your Majesty, the Queen and Queen have ordered you to take a break from your medication for one hour and not to deal with your affairs.” A reminder of due diligence.
“Concubine, help the Emperor change his clothes.” Monsanto Elm breathed a slight invisibility and finally went back to the palace to relax quickly and quickly. The sucker emperor was really hard to deal with. If he couldn't move, he would eat tofu with oil. In contrast, she would rather this person treat herself the way she used to.
“I know.” Zhou Wudi withdrew Changxi and stood up and took Meng Sangyu to his bedroom. Pull open the bead curtains and expel the women in the palace. He spread his arms and set his sights on the woman in front of him.
“Don't go back, sleep with me for a while.” The man held the woman tightly in his arms, sprayed her hot nose on her white earlobes and overflowed with intense desire.
“Your Majesty, the concubine's body is unclean, and sleeping with the Emperor may cause the Emperor to have bad luck. Her Highness cannot afford to pursue her concubine down. Besides, where can the princess stay? The concubine did not dare to cross.” Mengsang Elm's voice is soft, eye-catching, and all kinds of slanted men won't make each other uncomfortable, either by resisting the demands of men. Being a concubine is also a skilled job, fortunately she is a skilled worker!
Zhou Wudi's eyes darkened, he pecked a bite on the woman's face, dispersed her fake smile, and sighed, "Just for a moment, when I fall asleep, you will leave.” As he spoke, he unzipped the woman's collar, stripped her of her coat and moved very well.
By the time Monsanto Elm returned to God, she had been beaten up and hugged by a man, thrown into a soft bed, and a pair of embroidered shoes had fallen off by a man, pinched in his hand to play.
“I remember I asked the Siam Nation craftsmen to make you a pair of embroidered shoes. Why didn't you wear them? In the future, if you have a style of heart, I'll ask someone to do it for you, huh?” Placing the embroidered shoes on the foot by the bed, he went instead to play with the woman's unprofitable grip of jade feet and gently faded off her stockings, kissing her fine feet. Mulberry Elm used to toss him like this when he was still Po.
“Ha ha, Your Majesty, don't!” A man's stiff, scum grinding feet itched for a moment, and Monsanto's legs trembled and wanted to roll aside. Does this man have to catch wind so often, she's losing it!
“Huh ~” Seeing the woman's reddish cheeks and smiling a few teardrop eyes is completely different from the true face of the talent, as if she was back in the old intimate days, Zhou Wudi also laughed low.
Dealing with mulberry elms, though not too radical, cannot be too implicit.
“Your Majesty, go to sleep. The concubine will wait for you to fall asleep.” There was really no way to take the wind emperor, Monsanto Elm poked him in the thick chest and hurried.
“Okay.” Zhou Wudi kissed her on the forehead, rolled her down, held her in his arms and pressed her into the corner. Haunted by familiar temperatures and fragrances, he breathed quickly and smoothly.
Monsanto Elm lay still in his arms and silently counted several hundred times. He saw the man with a faint expression and a long breath. Apparently, he had slept well. This was why he quietly pulled his arms apart, put on his jacket and left with his hands and feet.
Behind her, the man suddenly opened his eyes and his dark eyes lit up like cold stars. Where is the half-minded state? When he saw the woman's head, he never left. He slowly put on his eyelids, but his expression was no longer calm. Even in his dreams, a pair of thick eyebrows were wrinkled to death.