The prince lacks training: the royal concubine

His breathing, her breathing, or his breathing, her breathing, in short, they can't tell each other apart, they are so closely intertwined.His heartbeat was fused with hers, his arms were entangled with her waist, the same longing rose in both bodies.

Want to possess, want to own, want to understand more deeply.They were distracted, their brains had lost their function, but their bodies were more faithful than anything else, her fingers inserted into his hair, his hands slid into her already messed up skirt, and brushed against the skin of her chest, The strange sense of touch caused the bodies of both of them to tremble like an electric shock.

He let go of her lips, looking at her blushing face with burning eyes, "Hai Weilan..." He called her name hoarsely.

She heard desire in this call, and she also heard inquiry.But now her heart was beating extremely fast, longing, shyness, bewilderment, and inexplicable fear, these emotions were entangled together, making her dare not open her eyes, dare not look at him.So she betrayed the nature of a pervert, and closed her eyes like an ostrich.

His hot lips touched her eyes lightly, and then slid down her cheeks to her ears, "Hai Weilan..." He called her name again, and the hot air from his breath swept over his earlobe, It was unbearable.She trembled violently and nodded involuntarily. [

With her permission, he didn't hesitate any longer, turned over and pushed her down on the bed, kissed her neck with scorching lips, wandering down, and wherever he passed, it was like a bunch of flames were lit.

The same hot big hand touched her waist and tore off the only belt that bound her body. The jacket slipped off, revealing her round shoulders, two delicate collarbones, a large area of ​​snow-white skin, and a seductive bulge under the fiery red apron. The arc is breathtakingly beautiful.

He only felt that his mouth and tongue were dry, and all the blood in his body was congealed in one place, which made him almost frantically kiss the woman under him.He wanted her, wanted her more than ever, her heart, her body, her person, all of her.

When he learned from the chattering Rong An how she was framed, how she swallowed poison and escaped from the dungeon, how she framed Da Yuanxia from the emperor to the courtiers, and how she captured the Mihun fairy alive, he was so resolute. He decided to look for him, and his heart was also angry, distressed, gratified, surprised, moved, uneasy and flustered, and what else, he couldn't tell clearly.

He only knew that this woman stole his heart, he lost himself, and only by holding on to her tightly could he truly feel his own existence.

He's going to hold her tighter now!

His lips pressed against her collarbone, rubbing gently, nibbling softly, lingering for a long time.His hands went around her soft body, but he clumsily unfastened the belt of her underwear.Maybe it was too urgent and too flustered, and it became a knot by accident.

"Damn it!" He cursed secretly, pinched the strap with three-point internal strength, and twisted it hard, only to hear a bang, and the strap snapped.However, before he had time to rejoice, he felt a chill emanating from the skin of the woman under him, spreading along his lips, his hands, all the skins he had kissed with her, and in the blink of an eye, it condensed into a thin ice crystals……