The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

Yesterday, was he so... anxious?

It actually pinched her waist until it was bruised...

Huang Fu Lian's gaze flickered slightly, and she came between Mi Luo's legs.

That wet place not only bears the traces left by her cruelty, even the delicate petals are slightly congested and swollen, and her legs are still stained with the dried blood of the first night...

It can be seen how rude his actions were last night. [

Huang Fulian stared at the evidences of intense passion one after another that she had suppressed, and her thick black eyebrows frowned more and more.

He just mistook Mi Luo for Jiang Nanyan last night, and he did not forget those memories

He remembered how he coaxed Mi Luo to spread his legs for him, how he forcefully penetrated into her body, and even more remembered the ecstasy, unwillingness to quit, and insisted on crashing into her when he encountered obstacles...

He still remembered Mi Luo's ecstatic begging for mercy when he crazily bumped into her, and the captivating scream when she was climbing the ultimate peak...

All of these, Huangfulian remembers...

However, he always thought that it was a dream.

A wonderful and exciting dream...

Unexpectedly...he actually experienced all that, and even regarded the maid as Jiang Nanyan...

Thinking of Jiangnanyan and what she saw in the stone room, Huang Fulian's eyes darkened again.