"You really dare to threaten me! Don't worry, I will stay in Longliang for a while, and you will have plenty of opportunities to visit your Fourth Emperor brother. Seventh Prince, you haven't answered my question yet, you

As an old saying goes, those who are close to vermilion are red, and those who are close to ink are black.

If you are often around a man who likes men, how can you not pick up some heretical thoughts?

The girl thought that Ran Mofeng might be a man who had gone through that kind of detour, and her mood suddenly cooled down a bit. She lost interest in drinking tea. Her eyes fell on the rising white mist of the tea, and the meaning was peaceful and deep.

The breath permeates the whole body.

"Well

Ran Mofeng was stunned for a moment, and after thinking about it, his thoughts seemed to be enlightened, and with a ding-dong, the disconnected nerves were opened, and his heart jumped in shock, and his face turned crimson.

This, this Ninth Prince!

What is going on in her head?

He, how could he be like that? What's so good about a man's hard chest?

Although he had heard a little about the Fourth Emperor's injury, he didn't take it seriously after Lingwan explained it later.

It wasn't until one day that he heard Lingyou and Lingwan talking about the reason why Brother Four Emperors was injured in the dark. He didn't know that Brother Four Emperors' injuries were originally sustained in that shameful place. Moreover, his Brother Four Emperors were injured in that shameful place.

It seemed that he still had a somewhat abnormal relationship with Shao Mingjun, the general of the Shao family in the Western Territory, but that time was already a long, long time later.

He was already very frightened when he saw the Fourth Emperor being injured. How could he possibly take risks and do such unreliable things?

It hurts both God and people!

"Why, don't speak? It seems that my future husband, the Seventh Prince, has also had experiences that are different from ordinary people? I am really lucky. Haha, can the Seventh Prince tell me, what kind of experience did you have at that time?

, is it to attack? Or to receive? Do you like the front or the back? Do you need me to test it for you personally?"

The bold words never failed to hit the audio-visual bottom line that Ran Mofeng could bear.

The girl's soft body that had been bullied pressed against Ran Mofeng's body, and her fingertips gently traced Ran Mofeng's chest, stroking the sensitive senses full of manly scent through the clothes until a hard bulge was propped up on the clothes.

On a thin satin material.

"Oh! It's true

The girl raised her eyes and looked at Ran Mofeng, whose cheeks were blushing more and more intensely. A cold question without emotion came out of her thin lips. She lowered her head and opened her lips lightly. She stretched out her tongue and pressed it on her raised chest.

A small circle, the tip of his tongue was warm, and he sucked it. Ran Mofeng was so panicked that he suddenly pushed the girl away and backed away.

"My lord, my lord, what are you doing! The wedding date has not come yet, how could the prince do such a rude thing to Mo Feng? Say such rude words to Mo Feng? How could he treat Mo Feng's body?

How could you do such a rude thing?"

The clothes on the chest, where the tip of the girl's tongue had soaked and sucked, were wet with spreading water marks, filled with the girl's hot and humid breath, and a sweet and sweet taste lingered.
Chapter completed!