Duanmu Canglan's long eyebrows were slightly raised, and her hands were still pausing to the point where she had just touched her. Bailian hurriedly lowered her eyes, thinking about how to explain.

Then, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, and her body sat steadily into the wooden barrel. She raised her eyes and looked at Duanmu Canglan charmingly, then lowered her mouth and said softly: "I was shocked."

"Because I was scared?" He withdrew his hand and kept looking at her.

Bailian burst out laughing, then walked back to this side, putting his slender arms on the edge of the wooden barrel, and looked at the man who no longer frowned with his beautiful little face.

"You also said that you forgot what you always forced into? Just now, I couldn't help but remember the past. At that time, I was a princess, and you always brought me here to do that kind of thing, secretly, and hurt that

I was so worried that I would be discovered. Just as I was thinking, you suddenly patted my shoulder, and of course I would be shocked."[

After Bailian finished speaking, he turned his head to look at the empty room: "I'm hurrying to come here? Now we are legitimate couples, why do we have to sneak around?"

Duanmu Canglan laughed a few times: "Isn't this better?"

He carried her out of the water, walked to the edge of the outer hall, and then placed her on the chair.

She leaned against the fence, her slender legs closed and tilted on one side, and her little hands couldn't help but cover her tall, her towering breasts, her eyes drooped, and her long and curly eyelashes were as cute as a doll.

Her white body covered with water droplets is still slender and delicate. She has only given birth twice, and her breasts are fuller and fuller. The pink buds are faintly visible between her fingers, as if a naughty child is calling for Duanmu Canglan's love

, caress.

He held her arms and pulled them down to her side, and he leaned over and held the naughty pink. Bailian's body trembled, and a soft sigh choked in his throat.

Duanmu Canglan's breathing became more and more serious. His kiss went down, and his big hand moved from her wrist to her chest. The water droplets condensed into a stream in his palm. The rough rubbing made her sigh again

.

He got up, spread her legs roughly, and then buried his head in it. The sigh turned into a moan, and Bailian's little hand was placed on top of his head, and took off his golden hair crown, his long black hair

Then he was dispersed behind him.

His lure and seduction became even more crazier. Bailian's slender legs became tighter and tighter. His little hand held his big hand and stroked her trembling chest.

"Franca..."

She called his name shyly with the sound that was so charming to the bones. He raised his head, his eyes narrowed slightly.

"What did you call me?"

Bailian looked at him with a blurred eyes and looked at him with a look. His little hands gently stroked his cheeks: "Canglan, my Majesty..."

He looked at her like that for a long time, then gently covered her and kissed her little mouth.

Because of the success of the first step, she quickly began the second step. The emperor was always lonely. Although he had three thousand harems and many children, his high status made him cold.

, What is the most eager for?

What does a man with the highest power in the world, all wealth and women really need?

Bailian hugged him and responded to his kiss. His big hands were rubbing and pinching her breasts, feeling her trembling because of his trembling.

He left her lips, gently brushed the broken hair from her forehead with his big hands, she stared into his eyes, muttering with her bright red mouth: "I want... to give it to me..."

He responded hoarsely and lowly: "Call my name."[

She used the most beautiful voice in the world to call softly: "Canglan, give it to me..."

He likes, he likes her calling his name. No one has ever called this name since his parents died. Now, she is calling this name here, and he likes it very much.

Raising her legs, he slowly pulled the already hard thing into her body. She held his neck and sighed with satisfaction.

She was already well prepared, he was so gentle. Although she felt so excited after entering, she also felt the comfort of Fayanyu.

He began to move, hitting her, her back against the fence, as his movements continued to squeeze the antique railing.

The breeze blew over, and the entire maple leaf forest beside her made a "rustling" sound, as if it was the choking in her throat, as if it was her unconcealed happiness.

He released all of her deepest part, then left and leaned against her side. She put her legs together, leaned on the other side, her little face resting on the fence, and looked at him in the eyes.

"It's great that this time it doesn't hurt at all," she said.

He smiled, his smile was really good: "Do you like it?"

Her little face turned red, but she nodded cutely: "Yeah."

He waved, and she moved obediently, lay in his arms, and lay quietly.

He untied her hair, letting her long hair float down, and intertwined with his. They looked at the dense forest of maple leaves together, watching the maple leaves dancing in the wind.

"Franca."

"Um?"

"I want to adopt Qiumu, can I?"

Duanmu Canglan frowned slightly, and played with her hair with her big hands, asking without emotion: "Why must I raise him? Because I can't let Qiu Xuan go?"

Baili An sat up, pressed his chest with his little hand, and looked down at Duanmu Canglan below: "How do I explain that you will believe that Qiu Xuan and I are just brother-sister relationships? When he died in the prison, he asked.

I take good care of Mu'er. I promised him that I must do it. Canglan, even if you don't believe me, Qiu Xuan has passed away. What's the point of being a dead person? I really just raise Mu'er.

For his promise, Mu'er is also Prime Minister Xu's grandson. Isn't it very appropriate for Prime Minister Xu to devote all his efforts to the Snow Kingdom to take over his grandson and raise him?"

"Tering all your efforts for the Snow Country?" Duanmu Canglan suddenly raised her eyebrows, and a hint of mockery flashed through her face with an original expression.

Bailian was stunned for a moment. She mentioned Prime Minister Xu to persuade Duanmu Canglan more likely. When Prime Minister Xu died of illness, Duanmu Canglan went there in person. With the feeling he felt like this, he should respect this very much.

Mentor.

But unexpectedly, he was the one who reflected this. Could it be that there was something between Duanmu Canglan and Prime Minister Xu that no one knew?

Seeing Bailian's surprised look, he withdrew his expression and gently stroked her hair with his big hand as if he was touching a obedient pet.

"Do you really want to raise him?"[

She nodded vigorously.

"But if you adopt him, I will become his father."

Bailian nodded, with her eyebrows slightly raised, and she looked unconfident.
Chapter completed!