The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

Huang Fulian looked at her from the side, as if she was thinking about the Lord, but the light in her eyes suddenly became very deep, like a pool of black water, with no end in sight.

Under the orange candlelight, her smooth white skin was almost transparent...

And leaning on her body, the soft and tender body followed her movements of looking left and right, exuding a fragrance that seemed to be absent.

Huangfulian's lower abdomen tightened, and her slender palms involuntarily crawled up from Jiangnan Yanying's slender waist, and moved to the soft bottom of her chest, and slowly pulled her belt away... …

Jiang Nanyan's attention was all on the food on the table, and she didn't notice the movements of the people behind her. [

Huangfulian pursed her lips, and smiled silently, her big palm directly passed through the open skirt, and crawled in, holding the softness of her chest through the thin heart, and kneading it slowly and patiently. ...

"Wow!" The sudden heat on her chest made Jiang Nanyan scream in fright, and the bowl and chopsticks in her hand fell with a "bang".

Huang Fulian took the opportunity to wrap her arms around her waist, and turned her around so that she faced her.

"You, you, what are you doing?" Realizing that the clothes on her chest had been ripped off, Jiang Nanyan quickly reached out and pulled the clothes back together.

"Yan'er..." Huang Fulian said in a low voice, her bottomless black pupils stared straight at her, with hot flames shining in them.

Jiang Nanyan's scalp felt numb from the sight, and the pores all over her body instantly stood up.

"You... what are you going to do?" She kept shrinking back in fright, her voice trembling so much that she almost couldn't recognize herself.

Huang Fulian exerted strength with both arms, and hooked her closer.

"I want you..." Huang Fulian leaned against Jiang Nanyan's ear, spraying her scorching breath on her neck.

"No, no!" Jiang Nanyan exclaimed, pushing his head away vigorously.

"Impossible?" Huangfu Lian asked in a deep voice, half-closed her eyes, there were faint veins jumping on her forehead, and her complexion turned white and blue.

His appearance was so frightening that Jiang Nanyan was so frightened that she couldn't help shrinking back, her waist tightly pressed against the edge of the round table.

"This, this is the imperial palace... If I, we do something, if we are discovered... I will be beheaded..." She said with a pale face, her pale lips trembling very violently.

I have met Huang Fulian so many times, but I have never seen him with such a big temper like now.

This blazing rage is like a volcano erupting in an instant, with magma spurting out in all directions, making people dare not approach it at all.

Even the last time, when he saw the hickey on her body, he had never been so angry before!

At this moment, the anger and terror emanating from Huangfulian's whole body seemed to swallow everything up!