It's a little sweet, but very refreshing, and the soft texture makes her feel like she's eating pudding. Well... she must ask the imperial kitchen to develop the pudding some other day!

Yan Junqing's body carried a faint fragrance of bamboo, which was elegant and refreshing. Ye Jiangxue kept nibbling Yan Junqing's lips, but refused to attack. Yan Junqing felt as if her lips were about to be chewed, and finally kissed her back.

Going up, he raised his body slightly, swallowed Ye Jiangxue's red lips in his mouth, and sucked out her tongue.

The sweet fluids are exchanging with each other, the sound of breathing gradually becomes heavier, and the corners of the lips are filled with silver strands, like beautiful and soft lotus roots. Even if the two people are not one, they will not be separated. Their love deeply binds them.

Live together and we will never be separated from each other in all our lifetimes.

These strands of love not only bind their lips, but also make their eyes meet. These strands are their life and death. I really want to be tied together like this love thread and never be separated again. This is the love thread.

It is also a feeling.

The moment of separation was more torturous than any torture for these two deeply affectionate people.

It is said that longing is a disease, and crying for lovesickness is an incurable disease. Even if there are doctors who can save the day, no one can completely cure this disease for thousands of years. There is no cure for this disease. They

I don’t want treatment either.

These thousands of emotions are intertwined together, and no matter how long they stay together, it will be difficult to separate.

"Huh...huh...Junqing...you are more skilled than before." Ye Jiangxue could not suppress Yan Junqing, her eyes were full of helplessness, and of course the helplessness in her eyes was mixed with a lot of lust.

"Your Majesty taught you well, I... am so ashamed." Yan Junqing's smiling purple eyes seemed to be filled with starlight, and the cunning in his eyes was like a little fox that had caught fish, full of contentment and self-satisfaction after cunning.

, and a hint of allure. This glance made Ye Jiangxue's heart surge, and she couldn't help but blush.

The next moment, Ye Jiangxue firmly grasped Yan Junqing's broad shoulders. These shoulders may not be so majestic, but they were enough to let her stop for a moment without any scruples. She could have just a little more rest time, just a small moment.

, she finally no longer has to think about those intrigues and political power.

This is love and affection, it has nothing to do with elegance.

Ye Jiangxue looked at his messy undershirt and wanted to take it off. Perhaps she was anxious, but her previously nimble hands and feet seemed a little clumsy at this moment.

But such clumsiness seemed a bit cute to Yan Junqing, so cute that Yan Junqing couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Ye Jiangxue stared blankly at Yan Junqing, who was like a banished immortal in front of her. Her hands tore hard at the clothes that covered her body.

Gradually, Yan Junqing's inner clothes were finally untied by her, revealing a large area of ​​snow-white skin. She looked at it and her mouth was watering. She stared at the red spot on Yan Junqing's chest and pinched it with her claws.

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"Hiss..." Yan Junqing took a breath, not because of Ye Jiangxue's strength, but because Yan Junqing couldn't bear the swaying fingers of Ye Jiangxue. After all, she was the one he loved.
Chapter completed!