Affectionate little lady

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She thought of little Yuna—she wanted more than he did. (Novel Network www>

Every day and every night, she was thinking about it—the only thing she was short of was such a child—love, future, friendship—all the consolidation depended on this child.

Therefore, it is also surprisingly cooperative.

Leaving the palace, breathing the sweet air and mountain spring water in this uninhabited place... There is no hugging, no crowds of court ladies, and even no need to eat those meals... [

When the mind is relaxed, does the body really relax? ? ?

She lowered her head against his chest.Lips slipped over his heart inadvertently.He trembled.trembling slightly.

It seems that the warm spring water is fueling the flames.His wrist, like a firm iron arm, bound her tightly, tightly.

In this life, there will never be a day when you let go.

The warm water made her face turn so bright red under the moonlight—he could almost stare at the warm, bright red color clearly.The next moment, the lips were covered.

So sweet! ! !It's like the fresh air this night.So pure, so sweet.It plunged into a bottomless abyss.

At that time, she was also trembling.Maybe it's the hot spring?Maybe it's those steaming clouds?Maybe it's those water plants that touch like a banshee?

Maybe it's the frightening intensity beating in my heart?

Her forehead was covered with beads of sweat.Slight beads of sweat.The hot air was not brought by the spring water, but came out of the body.She also feels hot.

Very very warm.

When his lips were pressed against her arm, this hot feeling became more and more intense...to an unbelievable degree...

Maybe it's the dimness of the moonlight.

Because, after the cloak and pretense of political marriage have been abolished--the real grievances and hatreds that belong to human nature--things that belong to the essence of human beings--it is really a story between a man and a woman!Only when this layer is torn off can one reach one's true self!

It comes from the body—from the soul—from a kind of response, or from a kind of recognition... because of such moonlight, such hot springs, such water plants that stir emotions... bit by bit , in a strange hallucination, in a contest of conspiracy, in the bloody palace... everything is gone!