The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

Probably really tired, that guy Sima Yang, came out of Aunt Zhao's room, he hadn't woken up yet, he was hanging on my body, snoring and fell asleep, only occasionally rubbing his eyes and looking up, crooked again I fell asleep with my head on my head.

From the street to the end of the street, and then from the end of the street to the street, until it was dark, Sima Yang still didn't wake up...

Tired all afternoon, I "face to the loess and back to the sky" and put my whole body on the stone road, spreading it into a "big" shape.Sima Yang, regardless of direction, weighed heavily on my back like a mountain.

Woooo...so uncomfortable...I'm almost out of breath...

I panted heavily, using all four limbs, struggling desperately to get out, but Sima Yang, just like Mount Tai, was firmly pressed on my back, motionless. [

I struggled to wriggle under Sima Yang, and let out a faint cry for help: "Help..."

Just when I was about to be crushed flat and turned into an Indian flying pancake, passers-by finally noticed my existence, moved Sima Yang who was pressing on me away, and pulled me away from the Sima Yang was rescued under the "Five Fingers Mountain"!

"Thank you... thank you..." I knelt down in embarrassment, with my hands on the ground, panting heavily, thinking that I was almost crushed to death just now, tears kept pouring out, dripping and dripping On the ground, a small puddle quickly formed...