The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

Jiang Nanyan bit her lip hard, reminding herself with pain, not to be distracted by those hot memories

Xiahou Fengli is just checking to see if she is injured, and has no intention of doing anything. Can her selfishness lose control because of such a small matter?

No!

Absolutely not!

But……[

Xiahou Fengli's hand...was in her body, visiting back and forth.

While moving, he was still staring at Jiang Nanyan and kept asking the following questions

Like "Does it hurt here?" "Where does it hurt here?" "Is it still painful here?"

Jiang Nanyan clenched her swollen cheeks, shook her head, and rejected his mentions one by one.

"Where is it uncomfortable?" Xiahou Fengli stopped the movement of his hands, and his slender fingers, burning like fire, withdrew from her flower path bit by bit and extremely slowly.

Jiang Nanyan had to grit her teeth hard to keep from moaning.

Damn!

His hand seemed to be on fire, burning her body bit by bit, making her tremble!

"Xiahou... I'm really fine..." Jiang Nanyan gripped the quilt tightly with her ten fingers, her voice trembling uncomfortably.

"Why did you say you were uncomfortable just now?" After careful inspection, Xiahou Fengli also knew that she was fine.Just remembering what she suddenly said about the uncomfortable thing just now, his face darkened again.