Forced to marry as a concubine: the prince is too presumptuous

Chapter 135
After such a long time, he finally told her the truth. It turned out that not only was her heartache that night, but he was also heartbroken.

"Ah Mo, is this true?" She really didn't believe it, if she believed him, she would be a fool, telling herself like this every day that she couldn't trust him, she really couldn't trust him, but, she Can't help but ask him to know everything.

"Well, Mo'er, give me another child, okay?"

Looking back at him quietly, he really looks like a child. He drank too much, and shook his head gently, "Not good."

"No, you must give me a child. My father said that whoever has an heir first between me and Yankang will be the future prince. In fact, my father is fair to me. Unfortunately, the concubine..."

The title of Concubine Shu in his mouth was suddenly changed to Concubine Tai instead of Concubine Mu.

Ximo understood thoroughly this time, no wonder Yan Mo's child can never be kept, it turns out that if his child is a boy, he will be a prince in the future.

Concubine Shu, is she so partial to Yan Kang?
It's also her son, why did she want Yankang's woman to conceive a child, and even let Yan Mo treat Feng Wan'er...

Just when Ximo was confused by these speculations, there was a warm feeling from her lips, the smell of wine and the smell of a man rubbed into her kisses and spread to her limbs and bones. , she actually forgot to think, and just let Yan Mo kiss her deeply.

So light, so soft, he just sent all his taste to her lips, "Mo'er, give it to me."

What he called was not Wan'er but Mo'er, the word "Mo'er" clearly.

Ximo really doesn't understand Yan Mo's heart anymore, now, he doesn't regard her as someone's substitute, she is Lan Ximo, the woman he is kissing deeply.

Ah, no, no, she really can't indulge in the gentle artistic conception Yan Mo brought her, how can she forget the previous hatred, she hates him, and he also hates her.

Even if two phases are entangled, there is hatred in the entanglement, countless hatreds.

His tongue couldn't stop dancing in her mouth, arousing her cloves to dance with his. The smell of the wine was so strong that she couldn't wake up so drunk, ah, No, how could she be fascinated by his world, she must keep a clear mind at all times, sooner or later, she will leave him.

Responding to his kiss, her thinking finally returned to that of Lan Ximo, she could not be swayed by him.

He was so domineering, he didn't care if she was willing or not when he was drunk, he just kissed her so deeply that she was almost out of breath, then he slowly let go of her lips, she thought he was drunk He wanted to let her go, but Yan Mo immediately picked up the glass of rice wine that she didn't drink just now, and poured it into his own mouth, taking such a big gulp, "Mo'er, I Hey you."

Drunk, completely drunk.

Talking and doing things are all drunk.

Her hands were pushing his body, but no matter how much strength she had, his strength would make up for it. The two thin lips still stuck to hers, and a sip of wine ran along the thin line between her lips. A gap flowed into her mouth, sweet, with a little rice fragrance, and sure enough, it was rice wine, mellow and sweet.

She was dumbfounded, with a "gudong" in her throat, all the wine fell into her belly, and then, Yan Mo fed her another sip, "Mo'er, you're so good, it's fun to drink like this, That's how men and women drink."

"Ah Mo, do you often feed women drinks like this?" She blurted out, and the words that spewed out also smelled of alcohol, just like the ones he brought to her.

"Hehe." He smiled lowly, "What do you think?"

"It must be." His movements were so skillful that she unconsciously drank the wine he fed her. He was so annoying, and she hated it very much.

"Would you believe me if I said no?"

Here it is again, just like when he said 'she won't believe what he said about the child', but Mu Lianfeng...

She really doesn't know who to trust for many things, she is not a god, she is just an ordinary weak woman, and Mu Lianfeng and Yan Mo, one is her childhood sweetheart and is her favorite, the other It is her nominal husband who speaks the truth after drinking now. Both of them seem to have told her the truth, but which one is the truth?

She didn't know, really didn't know.

On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, she might be leaving. Then, she would not give birth to a child for Yan Mo, and the matter of the red flower in her stomach could not be changed at all.

It was just a slight hesitation and trance, but the drunk Yan Mo once again bullied her, and when he kissed her again, the drunkenness surging all over her body made her limp and powerless.

The body was gently put down.

His fingers gently unbuttoned her clothes, "Why is it a man's clothes? Mo'er, why are you dressed like this?"

Only then did he notice the men's clothing she was wearing.

"No...it's nothing." She wanted to distract him and prevent him from paying attention to what she was wearing at this time. As soon as she stretched out her arms, she wrapped her arms around his neck, and when she wrapped her arms around him, her kiss fell back on his lips. Actually, at this moment, she just wanted him to forget the men's clothing she was wearing. In fact, she was beginning to suspect something now.

Something about Yankang.

Yan Kang has never had a child, but Concubine Shu asks Yan Mo to help Feng Wan'er conceive a child.

What a mess this is.

Yankang, what is going on?
While kissing, she was distracted thinking that according to the medical books she had read before, Yan Kang might not be able to give birth.

A man who can't give birth, God, it means that his next generation has long lost the possibility of competing with Yan Mo.

Therefore, Yan Mo's child could not come to this world either.

"Amo, Yan..."

As soon as Xi Mo's voice came out, she was drowned in Yan Mo's kiss, sucking the kiss frantically, each other's clothes had already unknowingly faded off and scattered all over the ground, like falling flowers, still glowing delicious.

During the kiss, he opened her tube top with his fingers, revealing her two white lumps. When his fingers touched, her softness trembled like a bunny, which made the man couldn't help fondling, Again and again, and at the same time, Ximo couldn't help trembling.

She wants to refuse, but her body has already been trained to be so sensitive by him, as long as he is still his concubine, he has the right to do this to her, and she can only bear what he gives her Huanyu, whether she likes it or not, she has to bear it.

"Ah... um..." subconsciously moaned out, with endless shyness, no matter how many times she did it, she would still tremble in the sensory stimulation he brought her, her body was always They all betrayed her willpower, making her hate herself extremely afterward.

But everything has already happened, and there is no point in regretting it.

The smell of alcohol is still permeating, polluting her world, Ximo is getting more and more drowsy when she is drunk, the man in her eyes is no longer clear, she just knows that he is kissing her, kissing her constantly Accompanied by her, and his incessant murmuring, "Mo'er, I want you, Mo'er, I want you..." It was like a kind of attachment, a kind of greed, when the teeth met When the lips and tongue caught the tip of one of her soft tops, she was trembling in the magic created by his lips, teeth and tongue, but she couldn't wake up, her body arched uncontrollably, and she just gave everything to her. into his mouth, "Ah Mo, ah, Ah Mo..."

Who is whose hate?
Who is who?

Everything is quietly floating in the aroma of wine. At this moment, no one thinks about that problem anymore. What they want is only the feeling of each other, the feeling when the body and the body are twisted together, so Beauty also makes her forget her memory.

No wonder, many people are addicted to alcohol. After drinking, the feeling of lightness is indescribable. She likes the feeling of drunkenness, because it can temporarily forget the pain and suffering of the past.

Responding to the man's kiss, the two of them were crazy in the world of desire, not wanting to extricate themselves.

Because in reality, all hatred is pain, so in this intoxicated world, I hide myself in a dream and never wake up.

That feeling of total relaxation is really good and beautiful.

In the ear, it was vaguely what he had just said.

He said that he went from hating her to wanting her to give birth to a child for him. He said that he really didn't want her to drink medicine, but he was so forced.

But he just didn't say anything.

If he hadn't been drunk, wouldn't he have told her in this lifetime.

The thick smell of alcohol moved from her chest to her lower abdomen, and her lips and tongue drew circles on her skin, wet and wet, with a man's breath, her hand fell on his. In his hair, he slowly and subconsciously combed his messy long hair, closed his eyes, and a tear fell, but she didn't know if she was awake or in a daze.

Thinking of nothing, it feels so good.

His kiss continued to meander down, making her nervously think that his lips were about to fall to hers, but suddenly, he stopped, and Yan Mo returned to her body again, lips to lips , he looked at her in the dark, but gasped lowly. It turned out that he was already impatient, but he was holding back.

Her heart was pounding, Ximo couldn't stand him looking at her so affectionately, she wasn't used to it, really not used to it.

really like her?

But if he didn't like it, how could he say those words just now?

Looking back at him, her eyes were like smoke, filled with feelings that even she didn't understand.

Suddenly, the man's hand hugged her tightly, and when Ximo was at a loss and didn't know what he was going to do, he suddenly led her to roll aside, turned over in an instant, he was down, She was on top, that posture was so ambiguous, it made Ximo nervous all of a sudden.

(End of this chapter)