The imperial concubine has been flipped again

Chapter 404 Made of Water

The smile rippling on the corner of the man's lips is mixed with the most charming charm of the night.

Su Xi clutched the corner of her clothes with one hand, not knowing what to say or do.

As if aware of her nervousness, his palm lightly stroked her cheek: "It's not like I haven't had one before, what else is Xixi afraid of?"

"I" Su Xi clenched the corner of her clothes tightly: "I'm not ready yet"

"There is no need to prepare for this kind of thing." He got up and stood up straight, spreading his slender arms: "Place it down."

"Replacement?!" Su Xi's big eyes flashed suddenly, her face full of bewilderment.

Facing the man's irresistible gaze, she stood up with her tingling scalp.

She didn't know how to arrange it, but when she saw him spread his arms, she didn't think much, put her arms around his waist, and threw herself into his arms: "Is that so?"

Ling Juncheng was suddenly amused by her.

He stretched out his hands and rubbed the center of his brows, and slowly opened his lips: "Undress for bedtime."

"Ah?" Su Xi pulled away from his arms blushing.

Small white hands that had nowhere to rest rubbed his belt, but he couldn't untie it no matter what.

"Stupid!" He lovingly grabbed her flustered hands and pulled her into his arms.

Moving her slender fingers with well-defined knuckles, she took off Su Xi's robe with ease.

Suddenly, all the beauty under that scarlet color can be seen at a glance.

She clung tightly to his chest, not daring to pull away from her body.

"Why is Xixi so beautiful?" Ling Juncheng's voice fell in Su Xi's ear.

Gently, softly.

His voice has always been nice, especially when his tone is gentle, it always makes people lose any resistance suddenly.

This is a man who can captivate people with his voice alone.

Su Xi didn't dare to raise her eyes to look at him.

Clutching his half-open skirt tightly, he just hid in his arms, his cheeks scalding hot.

The unique dark fragrance exclusive to him rushed into the nostrils, making the atmosphere even more tense.

He leaned over slightly, his lips fell softly.

Down from her forehead to the tip of her nose.

The man leaned on the pillow with one hand, turned sideways to the blushing tenderness: "Such a tender body is like made of water, I was afraid of hurting you, but I still did."

His fingertips tapped lightly on her arm, his eyes full of guilt.

There are scattered purple marks on the fair skin, perhaps because the skin is too fair and tender, it is particularly distressing to look at.

She leaned into his arms and closed her eyes, then fell into a deep sleep.

In a daze, I heard him seem to say: "I will be lighter next time."

This sleep is like sleeping till the sun rises.

The warm sun shone in through the window, just onto the bed.

With her slightly messy hair, Su Xi struggled to get up from the bed, and wrapped a shirt around her body.

She lay down again.

Just as she lay down, the door was pushed open, and she turned her head to look at the door.

The men who rule the world are neatly dressed, as if they have not had time to change their clothes after going down to court.

After entering, he closed the door, and his tall body went straight to the couch and sat down.

"It's hard, isn't it?" He reached out and brushed a strand of hair from her cheek behind her ear, and then handed over a bowl of black medicine: "Hey, it won't hurt after drinking the medicine."

(End of this chapter)