The big guy kept dying and became a white moonlight

Chapter 1381 Tongque Spring Locked Gold Hairpin (74)

The bed, which was originally only covered by the red gauze, was now completely covered by the red gauze on both sides.

It's just that the red gauze is a thin layer of gauze, half-covered, the scene in the bed seems to be seen clearly, but also seems not to be seen clearly.

The young man lazily hanging his head and nestling on the side of the girl's neck squinted his long and narrow pupils half-closed. Those bewitching pupils are now shimmering with water mist, and the end of his eyes is even more astonishingly red. That tiny blood mole seemed to be the most beautiful scenery.

He was leaning against her neck, breathing quickly and hotly through his nose, and Aunt Jiang's ears seemed to be a little numb, as if he could still hear his sexy and hoarse breathing that lingered in her mind.

Yan Weichu bent over lazily and leaned against her, his back seemed to be still trembling, the trembling from just now was vaguely retained.

The beauty opened her lips, sucked the soft flesh on the side of her neck, and didn't let her go until she saw red marks on the white skin on the side of her neck.

He squinted his eyes halfway, and there was a hint of satisfaction in his light-colored glazed pupils. At this moment, his whole body was lazy and soft, like a harmless cat.

But suddenly, he lowered his long eyelashes, and his eyes fell on the girl's palm.

He took her hand, took out a handkerchief and wiped it gently.

Then, looking at the girl's already flushed palm, he let out a low laugh, which was lazy and hoarse, very seductive.

The beauty rubbed her palm lightly with her fingertips, raised her eyes inexplicably, and said to her: "This is only done for Gu once, why is your mother's palm red?"

He kneaded the soft flesh of her palm with his fingertips and asked her, "Does it hurt?"

Aunt Jiang yawned lazily, and shook her head without thinking, "It doesn't hurt."

Just a little sore wrist.

It's been half an hour, can you not be sour?

Aunt Jiang took out her hand after thinking about it, and rubbed it.

But was tightly held by Yan Weichu's knuckles, he hooked his thin lips evilly, his beautiful eyes danced with danger and obsession: "Since it doesn't hurt, then Madam, let's continue."

He bit her ear, "Although it was originally agreed to be three times, but in order not to let the empress wait too long, I can satisfy the empress earlier, I just want to do it again later, what does the empress think?"

Aunt Jiang: "..."

No matter whether they refused or agreed, it seemed that they were invisibly expressing that she was very impatient at the moment.

she:? ? ?

She smiled on the skin: "What do you think of this palace? It's best for me to stop here. After all, this palace is very worried about His Highness's body. If His Highness's body has any deficiency, then this is It directly caused huge losses to the Yan country. At that time, didn’t this palace become the sinner of the entire Yan country?”

Yan Weichu narrowed his eyes, he held the girl's fingertips and poked down, biting her collarbone, "The imperial concubine is really good at duplicity. I can clearly feel that the empress misses me so much at this moment."

"Your Majesty, what do you think?" He kissed the dew on the girl's delicate fingertips.

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After Jiang Yuwei left, she stayed and left the palace directly. She didn't have time to think about where Mrs. Jiang is now.

After she returned to the General's Mansion, she couldn't wait to find Jiang Mengshi. She wanted to tell Jiang Mengshi that Concubine Jiang hooked up with His Highness the Crown Prince and did those nasty things with His Highness in the harem!
When Jiang Yuwei walked to Jiang Mengshi's study and was about to knock on the door, Jiang Yuwei suddenly froze.

(End of this chapter)