"Haha! Where are you waiting for me to feed you?"

After carefully thinking about Yuan Bihan's body language, Leng Yuhan suddenly realized that in Shi Hanyan's childhood memory, it seemed that Queen Huang Yi fed Yuan Bihan with every meal.

"Does the Emperor dislike Bihan anymore? Has Bihan done anything to displease the Emperor?"

She grabbed Leng Yuhan's arm that opened the basket lid with both hands. Yuan Bihan's eyes were filled with clear tears, and she looked pitiful.

"Haha, is there any? Don't think too much! Steamed rice with lotus leaves? It's good, you made it yourself?" [

The fragrance of lotus leaves, rich and elegant, crystal white rice grains, lying on the light green lotus leaves, the white and green colors are beautiful and attractive. Leng Yuhan took out the drawer, put it in front of Yuan Bihan, and scooped it out with a silver spoon

He took a spoonful and brought it to Yuan Bihan's lips.

"Um!"

A cloud of shame flew up Yuan Bihan's cheeks, she pushed Leng Yuhan and whispered, "Your Majesty, eat first!"

"Haha, okay! Then I

The lotus fragrance is pleasant and the rice is delicious. Leng Yuhan turned the handle of the silver spoon in his hand, put the rice into his mouth, and exclaimed: "Well, it's delicious! The craftsmanship is good!"

"Really? Well, then Bihan also wants to eat it!"

Swallowing the thirst on the back of her tongue, Yuan Bihan moved closer to Leng Yuhan, her eyes radiating bright light, like black crystal shards, bright and sparkling.

"Haha, okay! Let me feed you---eh?"

Snap!

The silver spoon fell on the table, Leng Yuhan's arm stretched out in mid-air stopped horizontally, and his whole body became rigid.

What is Yuan Bihan doing? He, he is kissing, kissing himself?

To be precise, it should be a violent and passionate kiss with a slightly biting nature?

Surprised by Yuan Bihan's sudden attack, Leng Yuhan's mind was completely numb, and he completely forgot to push Yuan Bihan's body away.

In a daze, waiting for Yuan Bihan to let go after being satisfied with the kiss, Leng Yuhan suddenly realized that just now, just now, Yuan Bihan actually inserted his uvula into her mouth?

"Yeah, delicious!"

Licking the remaining scent of lotus, rice, and woman on her lips, Yuan Bihan covered her face with her hands and whispered in Leng Yuhan's ear.

"

Leng Yuhan was silent and unresponsive. Like a wooden man, his expression was fixed at a moment of surprise and could not be changed.

"Your Majesty? Your Majesty? Bihan still wants to eat~" [

The woman's lips, with a hint of sweetness, were still full of flavor, and she covered her lips again.

This time, Yuan Bihan did not use the nibbling method, but changed to a gentle and soft rubbing method. The tip of her tongue lightly slid over Leng Yuhan's lips, moving inward to spread Leng Yuhan's lips and teeth.

, with a hard and soft force, rushing forward, being overbearing and not allowing Leng Yuhan to refuse like a conditioned reflex.

"Ugh! Cough! Cough! Let go! Ugh!"

Yuan Bihan's embrace is warm and broad, soft and tight, very much like Yuan Bihan. The fierce invasion is mixed with a bit of heartbreaking and intoxicating poison. Her nature is strong, but unusual.

The tenderness is engraved in the bones and corroded like carvings, making people sink deeper into it and become more and more unable to extricate themselves!

Leng Yuhan struggled in Yuan Bihan's arms, not because he couldn't break free, but because he didn't want to do that and didn't want to see Yuan Bihan get hurt and cry alone.

"Are you choking?"

Kiss, penetrate deeply, linger with affection, and pull away reluctantly.

Yuan Bihan patted Leng Yuhan on the back and looked at him innocently with pure eyes.

Leng Yuhan stopped coughing and wheezing, and raised his head with a lump in his throat. He saw the person in Yuan Bihan's eyes, which was the reflection of his own blushing face and pounding heartbeat.

"Haha, are you scared? You are not allowed to sneak attack me like this in the future, do you hear me clearly?"

His attitude was no longer so harsh, and Leng Yuhan didn't realize it himself. There was a hint of pampering in his tone of voice, as if he was treating a lover.

"But, the emperor never takes the initiative to touch Bihan? Bihan is very troubled

Yuan Bihan looked at Leng Yuhan and said very sincerely, her thin lips moved and her voice fell silent.

Leng Yuhan didn't answer, but just looked at Yuan Bihan intently, not knowing how to explain it so that he could understand that their relationship was not lovers, but relatives, people related by blood, direct relatives, direct relatives!

"Big, big deal, Bihan won't be able to bear it anymore, no, don't do such bad things!"

As if she knew she was in the wrong, Yuan Bihan picked up a small silver spoon, scooped out a full spoonful of rice, and brought it to Leng Yuhan's lips with a flattering smile. There was a bit of shame on her face, and her eyes were shining, making people laugh.
Chapter completed!