First Lady

And that bastard would stand until dawn, and sometimes would eat her soft tofu, turn around and leave at the time she stipulated to wake up.

Listen, the sound of opening the door rang again. No matter how well she locked it inside every night, he could easily open it. Whoever makes her the head of the Ming family can get the key to her room casually .

At this moment, Lan Shan closed her eyes, pretending to be indifferent, pretending to be sleeping soundly, but in fact, she was biting her fingers, gnawing her nails, grabbing the sheets...

The sound of deliberately light footsteps came closer, closer, and she stood beside her bed.

Hmm...what's the smell?It smelled of alcohol, the bastard drank again, Lan Shan secretly tried to sniff it, but fortunately, there was no messy smell of perfume, otherwise she would never let him go. [

Suddenly there was heat on his face, as if it was someone's breathing, and then Lan Shan felt a soft touch on his lips.

Lan Shan's nerves tensed suddenly, and the hand hidden under the quilt suddenly clenched tightly.

Hmm...Fun Dan, dare to kiss her secretly.

Lanshan really seemed to be at this moment, she sat up straight suddenly, grabbed Ming Ye's collar and asked him: Since you can't bear it, since you feel distressed, and since you want to see her every day, why do you still hide from her? Do you have anything to say? At least let her know why, she was left out in the cold, and there was a reason why the concubine fell out of favor in ancient times, okay?

The bastard actually couldn't kiss enough, licked his lips, that's all, he even wanted to pry her lips and teeth open.

But she couldn't grit her teeth and resolutely resist the invasion of foreign enemies, who made her a powerless 'Sleeping Beauty' now.

The slippery foreign enemy, after all, got into the dim fortress, as if he was afraid that she would wake up, so his movements were a little cautious, but they were extremely lingering, making people even more intoxicated.

An increasingly strong smell of alcohol came from his mouth, and he seemed to be drunk, his mind was in a daze and his body was limp.

Lan Shan didn't know how long the bastard had been kissing, but the only thing that was certain was that it was a long, long time.

As if he was sure that she would not wake up, his kisses were always intermittent, kissing for a while, let her gasp, and then continued to pounce on her.

Hey, this chapter is a bit late again, please save it until tomorrow.

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