Empress is His Majesty's White Moonlight

Chapter 269 Can I Have a Look at Our Husband?

Lan Yueya didn't shy away from her, and slowly stretched her jade hand into Jun Beicheng's neckline, and the brocade was covering his actions.

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Fu Ling was in a daze, and it took her a long time to stammer and say: "He, he will kill your sister, really will."

Lan Yueya didn't take it seriously, he stroked Jun Beicheng's chin back and forth with his slender fingers, and said softly: "Ah Cheng, you will like it, right?"

Fu Ling didn't know what to say anymore, the rival in love was crazily declaring sovereignty to her, why did she still want to laugh. .

Is she hopeless.

Fu Ling adjusted herself for a while, then pursed her lips, and said calmly: "You are so boring, why don't you try to wake him up?"

He lowered his head, biting Jun Beicheng's earlobe in confusion: "I can't bear to disturb his dream."

Fu Ling's eyes widened in astonishment, and she immediately covered her mouth, trying her best to suppress the embarrassment surging up and down her body.

She's going to be paralyzed!

If Jun Beicheng knew that he had been accepted once, would he tear Lan Yueya apart? !
Mu Fuling, Lan Yueya is your number one rival in love, why do you act like a theatergoer.

It seems that you don't love Jun Beicheng anymore.

After a long time, Lan Yueya was almost intimate, and looked up at Fu Ling.

Poria stood there motionless like a plaster man, a rare obedient look.

He asked shamelessly, "Are you jealous?"

Fu Ling suppressed a smile, and climbed up the pole: "I'm jealous, how could you treat me like this!"

A strong resentment gushed out, causing Lan Yueya to burst into laughter.

Fu Ling bit her lip: "Sister, can I have a look at our husband?"

Lan Yueya frowned, very satisfied with her submissive look: "I'm going to take a bath, come here."

"Bath?" She suddenly had an ominous premonition.

"Tonight is my first night with Ah Cheng, so I naturally have to clean up."

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Fu Ling's heart went berserk, she was about to explode, she nodded with a serious face: "Sister, go, Wu Ren is here to serve your husband."

Lan Yueya smiled faintly, and left gracefully.

Fu Ling immediately closed the door of the room, ran to Jun Beicheng, took out a brocade handkerchief and wiped his forehead, lips, and chin.
When she thought about what happened to Jun Beicheng just now, she couldn't help but want to laugh. Since he was obsessed with cleanliness, if she cleaned him up, did she do her duty as a wife?

After a while, Lan Yueya will have sex with him.

But how do two men share the same room?

She shivered, and she really got goosebumps.

"Jun Beicheng, wake up!"

She sat on the edge of the bed, held his hand tightly, and kissed the back of his hand: "I'm Fu Ling, if you can hear me, wake up, okay?"

Jun Beicheng still fell asleep peacefully, his handsome face remained unchanged.

"If you don't wake up again, your chastity will be lost."

Seeing that Jun Beicheng didn't respond, she sighed and looked around the room, her eyes suddenly locked on the dressing table.

Have it.

Fu Ling's eyes lit up, and she quickly ran to the dressing table, searched the small drawer up and down, and finally found a few fairly thin needles.

It should be used to shape the bun.

She smiled secretly, and took all the sharp gold needles away.

Lifting the brocade quilt in Jun Beicheng, Fu Ling inserted the golden needles upside down on the bed one by one, stabbing Lan Yueya to death!

It would be better to stab him with a hemiplegia.

Don't blame her for being ruthless, after all, Jun Beicheng is her husband, how can she really let that guy surnamed Lan mess around? !
Let her be small?

Bah, shameless man.

(End of this chapter)