My Queen Is Too Young

Mingyou is angry and angry, like a little lion, roaring with tears, "Oh, Wuwu, Feng Qiqi, I hate you, you old tortoise, eight dogs!"

"Who gave you all this mess?" Listen to her do not know where to learn these messy things, Feng Qingqian's face is even worse, big palm and increased strength.

Ming you legs pedal, but struggle for a long time or can not reach Feng qingshallow strength, resistance is invalid. Feng Qing shallow strength is not small, hit the bright bottom of the hot pain.

Mingyou pain can't carry, beg for mercy way, "sob, I'm wrong, don't hit." It's not her to spank again.

"You know it's wrong?" Someone's low voice.

"Well." The little girl is in tears.

"What's wrong?" Feng Qingqian didn't let her go so easily.

Mingyou bit his lips and sucked his nose. His sweet voice said, "it's the old tortoise, the son of a bitch, not a dog." There was a trace of uncertainty in the voice.

Then, Mingyou's ass got the most crazy beating in nearly a year. Feng Qingqian almost didn't die of anger. She was usually too indulgent in her temperament, so daring.

When Feng Qingqian's hand is a little sour, Mingyou is finally escaping from the devil's hand. Her crying voice is weak, like the sound of a mosquito. She is not beaten and can't cry out. Moreover, her voice is hoarse and has no strength.

Mingyou buttocks ache to death, and even legs are numb, limping, wretched in showing a trace of pity.

Feng qingshallow and some regret, had known to play slower, frighten her is. Ruyi was silent beside her. His Majesty's heart was as unpredictable as the wind and cloud. It was his highness who beat him. His face was more ugly than his highness!

Really can't see, Feng Qingqian gets up and carries Mingyou to take her back to the soft couch in the inner hall, and then can't help but lift her pants.

Mingyou anxious, face suddenly burst red, "you take off my pants for what, old rascal?"

Ruyi is holding hot water at the door. Hearing this, her hand slips and the basin falls to the ground. The words in this angry little voice are not suitable for children?

Then came a voice of indifference and low voice, "still want to be beaten?"

Ruyi touched her heart and said, oh, I think it's crooked... I quickly picked up the basin and went to fetch water.

Mingyou doesn't want to be beaten, but she pouts so much that she can hang an oil pot. Feng Qiqi, a great tyrant, can only tyranny and bully himself. Mingyou once doubted whether he was often bullied in the court, so he could only bully himself and vent his anger when he came back.

"I don't want to." Weak spit out two words.

Feng Qingqian caught a glimpse of the tender skin on a piece of red and swollen, and even a few clearly visible finger prints, then annoyed himself. Knowing that this little girl has such a disposition, he must have been troubling her.

"Lie down and I'll get you some medicine." Fengqing shallow road. Roll up the bright yellow outer garment, rub the palm of the hand, this just gives her plastering.

The hot buttocks take medicine, some cold, Mingyou can't help but shiver, moved for a while, like a piggy's humming, "huh?"

"It doesn't hurt. Don't move." Feng Qing shallow to her thin wipe medicine way, bright you twist head to see to him, "is not hit on your buttocks, you naturally do not ache."

"Hit you, pain in my heart, I call a word pain." Feng Qingqian fooled him. Mingyou rolled a white eye, disgusted way, "good, then hit you, pain in my heart, I would rather be destroyed by the soul."