Playing to the death and cheating on you

When he entered, he screened everyone away, and closed the thick bedroom door with his own hands. 【26nbsp;】Shui Lian was still lying on the bed, but he knew that she was actually awake.There was only the breathing of the two of them, and she was sideways inside, not looking at him at all.

"Little devil..."

She turned over and quietly covered him with a thin quilt, but was pulled into his arms by his big hand.

Even though he was very tired, the emperor felt hot in his heart.When he was lying on the soft bed, he couldn't bear it anymore, and kissed her very passionately...

She couldn't dodge, neither physically nor mentally.

While panting beneath him, she didn't even know whether it was pleasure or pain.

It's as if the soul and the body are separated, the soul is drifting, and the body is enjoying the pleasure regardless - poor human beings, how many people can always keep their senses?

This time, the intimacy was extraordinarily intense, like a heavy rain that has been droughted for a long time.

Especially the emperor, with a fanatical joy and passion of reconciliation, he was almost doubly courteous, because, only in this way, could he feel the closeness of the souls of the two - to love and be loved, to cherish and be loved cherish.

Therefore, it became wilder, more pleasing, and even worked harder than ever... Just like when the love first fell in love, it was impossible to grasp it.

When they woke up in the morning, both of them still felt a little tired.

The emperor looked at the woman in his arms, he woke up before her, observed her so closely, but saw that her hair was a little disheveled, buried in the hollow of his shoulders, and her hands were softly placed on his chest, There was a faint smile on her face, making her look like the innocent and lively little girl in her memory, as if she could only be so tender in her dreams.

She vaguely returned to the old days, but since these days, she has become a little haggard and her face is also a little pale.

Feelings of pity welled up in his heart, and he was also afraid that she would get sick again, so his voice became extremely gentle: "Little devil, let's make up, and never do anything wrong to me again."

She sat up slowly, ready to serve him as before.

However, just as he stretched out his hand, he grabbed it.

He lightly bit her outstretched index finger, and in the twilight, he could see that the ten fingers were like onion tips, tender white, and slender, which made his heart tremble again.

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