The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

Coupled with Huang Fulian's focused eyes that seem to pinch water out, Jiang Nanyan feels the insignificant skin-to-skin relationship without any desire, but it is extremely shocking.

The place touched by Huangfulian became hotter and hotter.

Huangfu Lian's eyes were too focused, Jiang Nanyan's chest felt hot suddenly, as if it had been scalded by something.

She quickly lowered her eyes to conceal the fluctuation in her heart.

"Yan'er." Huang Fulian said, her voice was slightly hoarse. [

"Wh, what's the matter?" Jiang Nanyan answered with a trembling voice, even her body couldn't help shaking slightly.

"My lord wants to kiss you." At the same time as the warm breath was exhaled, Huang Fulian stretched out her hot tongue, lightly stroking Jiang Nanyan's tightly pursed lips.

Jiang Nanyan was startled, she subconsciously pushed Huangfulian, she shrank back, and wanted to back away, but she heard Huangfulian let out a low cry, her eyebrows frowned suddenly, with a look of unbearable pain .

Oops!

She was nervous for a moment, forgetting that Huang Fulian was still injured!

"Are you okay?" Jiang Nanyan was so anxious that she forgot her shyness, hurriedly lowered her head, grabbed the quilt, and was about to lift it off to check Huangfulian's wound.

Unexpectedly, just as her hand touched the quilt, before she had time to lift it, Huang Fulian suddenly reached out and held her down.

Because she was too anxious and moved too fast, she pulled the wound, Huang Fulian grinned her canthus in pain, cold sweat broke out on her forehead.