He felt that he was really useless. He thought that by ascending to the position of the Nine-Fifth Supreme Being, he could protect her and fly together with her. No one could separate them anymore, but he thought wrong.
Beiyue Heng, why do you insist on Rou'er? She has not sorry for you at all. It is the royal family of the Bixin Kingdom that is sorry for you. Why do you want to bring her to your side? Could it be that...
A terrible thought emerged in Ouyang Chen's mind, giving him a shuddering feeling. Rumor has it that the North Vietnamese Wolf has favored countless women since he came to the throne, but has never established a wife. Many princes and ministers have given their daughters to him, and he also smiled and accepted them.
, but he only brought them into the harem and never really thought about who he would make the queen. Could it be that he was waiting for Lin Rouer's arrival?
I also heard that the current Beiyue Heng was more than eight feet long, tall and powerful. He was brave and good at fighting on the battlefield, cruel and bloodthirsty, and even dared to drink the enemy's blood with wine, which shocked those who heard it.
Such a North Vietnamese man actually wants a woman named Lin Rou'er. Will he really be as gentle and affectionate to her as he is? [
Even so, would he be willing to hand her over to him?
As long as he thought that he had delivered her to another man with his own hands, Ouyang Chen wished he could kill himself, and he would not be able to survive in this world. That would definitely be more cruel than killing himself. Just think about it.
It will make him have the urge to kill.
It was night, in the Golden House Palace, the tall red candles were burning, the two people on the bed were extremely entangled, ups and downs in love and desire, but Lin Rouer felt something different, the man on her body was so brave and powerful, he
The kiss was long and deep, as if he wanted to swallow her alive and never be separated from her again.
There was clearly pain in his eyes, but it flashed away when he looked at her. His mood was so weird, he seemed to be enjoying the same joy as her, but he seemed to be holding back something.
"Rou, my Rou, do you know how much I love you?"
"I know, Chen, don't talk. I just want you to love me well, don't say anything." Lin Rou'er hugged his body tightly, feeling his heavy breathing and heavy breathing.
His skin was the same as hers, smooth and white, touching people's hearts. She thought that even if she had to kill him, she would make him feel the same happiness as herself during his lifetime. She didn't want him to say anything.
, as long as you love her well like this, she will also love him well, to the extreme.
Waves of spring love rippled through the room, and with a soft chant, the climax was pushed to the climax again and again.
Lin Rou'er's beautiful eyes full of confusion looked into the void. Her pair of slender and soft lotus arms stretched out feebly in the air, leaving countless deep and shallow blood marks on the man's naked back. They were her love for him.
prove.
When the wind stopped and the rain stopped, Lin Rou'er had fallen asleep in his arms, but the handsome young emperor couldn't sleep. He didn't know how to speak, how to let her understand the pain in his heart.
He stroked Lin Rouer's smooth and porcelain face over and over again, tracing her delicate brows and eyes, trying to imprint this haunting face deeply in his mind.
Ouyang Chen was thinking that maybe when she came to the Bixin Palace, she shouldn't have been seen by other men, even if it was just a minor.