Get rid of the evil husband: there is a fox at home

"You performed very well, this king likes it very much..."

His eyes seemed to be on fire, hot and bright.

The deep and hot eyes were like a fire, and the heat from the fire was all sprayed on her skin.

Under such gazes, Ling Shuiyue felt her body became hot all of a sudden.

She is no stranger to such gazes. [

Whenever he showed such a look to himself, she would be eaten up by him.

Ling Shuiyue was looking forward to it, but also a little scared.

What I look forward to is that it is an extremely beautiful thing to be lingering with the one I love, and she likes it very much.

What's scary is that Jiyue Liuhen's physical strength is too strong, and every time he feels satisfied, she is exhausted.

He always jokingly said that her physical strength is too weak, even the most basic Cheng Huan can't do it.

She also knew that her physical strength was not very good.

It can't be compared with those concubines in his harem.

Every time she is married, the second day must be spent in bed.

The physical strength of those concubines is much better than hers.

Every time Jiyue Liuhen went to their place, the next day they would run to her in high spirits to show off.

"You can also be more enthusiastic, that way, the king will like it more..."

As he spoke, he lowered his head and kissed her bright red lips.

At first, it was gentle and tossing, but after a while, it turned into deep kissing and entanglement.

As the kiss deepened, both of them felt the temperature around them rise.

The clothes were taken off one by one, but the inexplicable heat still could not be relieved.

Like glue, like paint, lingering and lingering, the voice is like a nightingale's cry, and it sounds from time to time.

The boat swayed violently, and there were circles of ripples on the surface of the water. Under the blue sky and white clouds, a pair of mandarin ducks played in the water.

After eating and drinking enough, someone lay on the side with a contented face and calmed down.

In her arms, the woman curled up like a kitten was blushing, panting lightly, and her eyes were still a little blurred. [

Jiyue Liuhen reached out to rub her head, pressed her big hand on her waist, and said with a smile, "Does it still hurt?"

"Yes... a little sour..."