The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

Jiangnanyan's charming voice immediately let Huangfulian know that she was ready.

"Yan'er." Huangfu Lian leaned into Jiang Nanyan's ear, whispering her name, her body began to move violently, "Yan'er, no matter what happens, you are mine, completely , the whole person is, remember?"

"I..." Jiang Nanyan couldn't answer, let alone think.

Because the attack under Huangfulian's body became more and more fierce, faster and faster, and completely blasted her reason and clarity to the sky!

At this moment, she could only cling tightly to Huangfulian, and under his impact, she was dizzy, confused, confused, and trembling...

The soft crooning, intertwined with the man's heavy panting, echoed in the middle of the night.

On the round table, the red candle cores occasionally burst into small sounds. Inside the red tent, the bodies of men and women overlapped and entangled, and the violent ups and downs of the rhythm reflected the beautiful spring scenery in the room.

The night is still long.

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The next day, Jiang Nanyan slept until almost noon before waking up faintly from her dream.

She opened her eyes, looked at the red gauze above her head in a daze for a while, and then slowly turned her head away.

There was no one around, and Huang Fulian had long since disappeared.

Jiang Nanyan was stunned, staring blankly at the already cold bedding beside her, unable to recover.

When did he wake up?

When did you leave again?