Killer Concubine: Obtaining the Emperor's Heart by Mistake

Chapter 696 Watching Live Erotic Palace (3)
The two maids who helped her dress up that day caught my eye.

"Your Majesty, the servants are waiting for you to wash up."

"Put down the things, you go out." Qian Jin said coldly without looking at the two maids.

After the two maids left, Qian Jin quickly got out of bed and picked up the clothes on the table and put them on. After washing up, Qian Jin stayed quietly in the palace all day.

No one was seen, and not a drop of water entered.

One day, two days, three days, Qian Jin sat there like this for three whole days, she thought she would die like this, but she didn't, when she finally couldn't bear it anymore and was about to faint, she raised her shoulders with both hands .

Qian Jin stared at the mass of white shadow with hazy eyes and said, "You, who are you?"

"You can still talk, I thought you were dead." Facing such a collapsed Qian Jin, Han Nanfeng's face flashed with anger, and he squeezed her chin with one hand.

A pair of eyes like an angry lion stared at her fiercely. Does she really want to die that much? Does having a relationship with him make her so unbearable? Thinking of this, Han Nanfeng's eyes turned bloodthirsty red.

The raging anger in those eyes wished to burn Qian Jin directly.

Pain, Qian Jin only felt that something in her body was slowly being lost, and her jaw was also in a burning pain, who, who is still using such heavy strength on her now.

"You, who are you?" Qian Jin asked feebly again.

"Hmph." Looking at Qian Jin who was in a daze, Han Nanfeng snorted again and raised his hand to the side. The maid standing beside him quickly brought a cup of tea. Han Nanfeng took the cup and splashed it on Qian Jin's face.

Qian Jin didn't wake up because of the wetness on her face, on the contrary, she stretched out her dry tongue to slowly lick her lips, because she was really thirsty.

Originally, she wanted to eat or drink like this for three days. If she died, she would die. If she didn't die, she would live strong.

After licking those drops, she knew she wasn't dead.

Seeing Qian Jin casually sticking out her small tongue to lick her lips, Han Nanfeng was agitated by her actions, and waved his hand to signal the two maids to retreat.

He poured a cup of tea from the teapot next to him and took a sip by himself, then moved towards Qian Jin's lips, because of the moisture on his lips, Qian Jin seemed to have found the source of the water, and couldn't help but grow bigger Suck it up even more.

Because she was sucking and biting without hesitation, Han Nanfeng's whole expression was completely teased by her. He held the back of her head with one hand and began to bite her lips wantonly. His flexible tongue was on her mouth. Constantly provoking.

Soon Qian Jin couldn't help writhing on Han Nanfeng's chest because she couldn't feel the moisture.

"It was you who provoked my desire." Han Nanfeng picked up Qian Jin and walked towards the big bed, looking down at Qian Jin who was still not sober in his arms and said in a deep voice.

(End of this chapter)