Qin Luo World: Concubine Yu, Don't Play Ambiguous

Chapter 188 I Am the Queen, My Biggest 3
Today, in front of all the sisters, I will make my words clear first, and don't try to trick me behind my back in the future.

I just say a word, I will not offend if people do not offend me; if people offend me, I will be courteous; "

He finished his ruthless words, and looked back at Bai Ying with a smile, it was really Bai Meisheng.

"Lady, let's go."

Murongjue and Yiqin stood in front of people, like a couple of gods and gods, they are truly beautiful.

Murong Jue carried Yiqin, like a master returning home, swaggering past Yingying and Yanyan who were still surprised at the side, raised their heads and stepped forward.

"Hahahaha, the queen really loves me deeply." Behind him, Bai Ying's sneering voice echoed over the palace.

The bright moon is in the sky, and the clouds and mist are lingering.

Yi Qin and Murong Jue were arranged in the same unique room.

I really don't know what Bai Ying's plan was, saying that since they were originally husband and wife, they should sleep in the same bed.

Then why did he arrest them?

Weird, very weird!
"Little thing, I'll be wronged for a moment, and I'll be your bed-warming husband." The words were extremely reluctant, but my heart was full of joy.

"If you dare, just try."

Yi Qin lay down coldly, threw the quilt to Murong Jue and stopped talking.

"Little thing, where should I sleep? There is only one bed, you won't be cruel and let me sleep on the floor." After saying that, Murong Jue went to bed, covered the quilt and was about to fall asleep.

Yiqin was about to swing her fist away, but before he could make a move, Murong Jue suddenly hugged her tightly, and whispered, "There are people on the roof."

"Let go. Do you—" She didn't care whether there was anyone on the roof, and she was upset.

Murong Jue sealed her mouth in time, and locked her in his arms so that she would not be disturbed.

As soon as the sexy thin lips touched the delicate pink flesh, it was like dry wood meeting a raging fire.

No matter how Ren Yiqin resisted or struggled, it could only become a mental activity, her figure was firmly imprisoned by Murong Jue, and she remained motionless.

Looking from a distance, it seems that the two are glued together, and their passion is rippling.

If Murongjue's original intention was to act, but at the moment of touching, he completely lost his mind.

He kissed Yiqin affectionately, or tempted, encouraged, or teased, greedily trying to win her response.

The more Yi Qin struggled, the more hungry Murong Jue became, just like a brave moth, wanting to pounce on the flame.

(End of this chapter)