The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

Jiang Nanyan was so angry that she gnashed her teeth and pinched her eyes several times.

Xiahou Fengli stood there, still expressionless, but the desire on her lower abdomen became hotter and harder with her movements.

The hot touch kept jumping and rubbing against her lower abdomen...

Even, Xiahou Fengli's right hand was stroking her back under the cover of his robe, and it went down and down, sliding over her slender and strong waist, and came to her plump buttocks. Hip...

Then, it just stopped there, kneading and squeezing constantly, and it stopped! [

His slender fingers slid across the tender buttocks, slowly crawling down, stroking her sensitive female privates from behind...

The strong stimulation made Jiang Nanyan's body tremble heavily, and her face flushed with shame!

She pinched his waist fiercely to support her limp body, and leaned her forehead tightly against his fiery shoulder socket, breathing hot air rapidly.

This dead pervert!

In addition to them, there was Zhao Yunxiang in the dungeon. How could...how could he do this to her...to her in front of so many people?

Jiang Nanyan was so angry that she stepped on Xiahou's wind.

However, this movement made the movement between his fingers penetrate deeper...

"Hmm..." A low voice escaped from his lips.

Jiang Nanyan was startled, bit her lip quickly, and reminded herself with the pain to keep calm.

She stood on tiptoe, leaned against his ear, and whispered in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "Xiahou Fengli, stop quickly...or else...or I will kick your... your... ...lifeblood!"

"Your body belongs to the Crown Prince." Xiahou Fengli replied with the same voice, and when he finished speaking, he bit her earlobe to prove that he was the master of her body.

"There is someone else here!" Jiang Nanyan said bitterly, and out of the corner of her eye, she glanced at Zhao Yunxiang and several court ladies who were standing a few steps away.

"So what? If they want to see it, let them see it." Xia Houfeng said nonchalantly.

The word "you" really made Jiang Nanyan almost spit out a mouthful of blood.

She took a deep breath, suppressing the urge to punch the man in front of her, and gritted her teeth, "Xiahou Fengli, what exactly do you want?"

"Fix this for the prince." Xia Houfeng grabbed Jiang Nanyan's little hand and pressed it on his burgeoning desire.

Jiang Nanyan flinched from the hot touch and wanted to withdraw her hand.

Xiahou Fengli was holding her tightly, preventing her from escaping. The other hand, under her buttocks, cast even more magical magic, constantly teasing her senses...