The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

If he had been more vigilant before, Xiahou Fengli would not have caught the opportunity, and Yan'er would not have been hurt.

Blame him!

Thinking of this, Huang Fulian's eyes could not help but darken.

"What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable?" Jiang Nanyan thought that Huangfu Lian was suffering from illness, and worried that he would have a fever again, so she quickly reached out to touch his forehead.

"I'm fine." Huang Fulian pulled her hand down, put it on her lips and kissed it, her eyes swept to Jiang Nanyan's chest, the front of her clothes was opened because of leaning forward, and a gleam of flame flashed in the depths of her black eyes. [

He and Yan'er, up to now, still haven't been able to successfully consummate their marriage.

God seems to be against him all the time, every time, when he was about to enter her, someone came to disturb her

Last time on the boat, he almost made Yan'er his.

But that's almost it!

If that stinky boy Wu Yu hadn't come to deliver the medicine that time, he wouldn't have had to stop his desire abruptly, and Jiang Nanyan would have already become his own!

Thinking of how many times her lingering relationship with Jiang Nanyan was interrupted at critical moments, Huang Fulian felt so angry that her teeth itch with hatred!

He took a deep breath, reached out and clasped Jiang Nanyan's waist, pressing her whole body to his chest.

"Swallow." Huang Fulian spoke against Jiang Nanyan's forehead, her soft voice was as sweet as honey.