Young Emperor Han Jie is bold and open-minded on the dragon bed, with messy long hair, a bit wild, strong breasts, tangled muscles, and strong capital. He does not look noble and elegant at all in his clothes, but looks like a warrior fighting on the battlefield. Shows the beauty of male strength.
"Your Majesty..." the eunuchs asked in high-pitched voices.
"Get lost!" Young Emperor Han Jie shouted violently.
"..."
After a while, there was another voice, which sounded like the voice of a deacon and eunuch: "Your Majesty..." There must be something important to report.
Young Emperor Han Jie didn't want to care about anything, and he didn't want to care about the sky falling. Damn it, this eunuch is not afraid of death, right? He shouted loudly: "Come here, drag this guy down for me who doesn't care about life and death and punish him for forty years." !”
"Honorable Concubine, help me!" The eunuch was frightened and cried in vain. Young Emperor Han Jie's majesty was genuine, and his heart was not ordinary hard!
"Yes, are you coming, Bao'er?" Young Emperor Hanjie shouted, standing up on the bed, "Come in quickly."
It is indeed Baoer.
Bao'er walked in wearing her favorite pink dress, with a coquettish expression on her face, and walked over cutely.
"Bao'er..." Young Emperor Han Jie shouted in disbelief. His voice was soft, for fear that this was just a dream. If the voice was too loud, Bao'er would disappear if he woke up from the dream.
Bao'er just smiled sweetly and said nothing. He walked up to Young Emperor Han Jie, raised his little hand and touched Young Emperor Han Jie's forehead. Young Emperor Han Jie was indeed feverish. There was a sense of pity in Bao'er's eyes. He was silent and just stood there.
Young Emperor Han Jie's eyes suddenly darkened, and he had a strong reaction almost in an instant. At this time, Bao'er was like a playful fairy who secretly descended to earth, completely defenseless, and his crystal eyes were fragile and vulnerable, making people feel I want to take good care of it, but I also want to ravage it wildly.
Young Emperor Han Jie caressed Bao'er's face lovingly. It was the person in front of him. This face made him obsessed with it. He thought about it every day and dreamed about it every night.
Bao'er blinked timidly, smiled shyly, and did not avoid Young Emperor Han Jie's hot hands.
Young Emperor Han Jie finally couldn't help the longing in his body. He lowered his head at lightning speed and grasped those soft and attractive red lips. His tongue pried open her pink lips, and he could not resist sucking the nectar from her mouth. Wrap her pink lilac tongue, God, she tastes not only sweet, but also like being in a fairyland.
He has been waiting for Bao'er to grow up, he is too stupid, he doesn't want to wait any more, he doesn't want to give Ling Shaobai another chance, he wants Bao'er now, he only wants her for the rest of his life.
Young Emperor Han Jie's expression reached towards Bao'er's ears, and he greedily and passionately kissed her white neck. The delicate and smooth touch made people obsessed, and the faint fragrance came to his nostrils, inciting the imminent tremors in his body. His hands again He couldn't help but tear open her clothes, hold her unvisited red pistil through her tube top, and tease her gently.
Baoer resisted gently, flinching slightly...
This stimulated Young Emperor Han Jie even more. He wanted to be greedy for more touches. He lifted up her clothes with his hands and couldn't help but murmured softly: "Bao'er...my Bao'er, you are finally back, This time, I won't let you go without saying anything." He stretched out his hand and pulled open Bao'er's coat, then her underwear and tube top... His movements were quick and surprisingly gentle, full of pity.
Oh my God, I really can’t tell. Baoer is average, but she has already begun to show the peak of a girl. Her small, snow-white breasts are perfectly erect, exuding a charming fragrance. Her delicate and slender waist is not too full.
, with smooth curves from shoulders to legs, Young Emperor Han Jie held Bao'er and fell on the dragon bed, his lips turned sharply down, deeply holding the red stamens blooming like roses, playing with the bursts of numbness.
Bao'er twisted her body uneasily and couldn't help but push Young Emperor Han Jie away. Her little hands couldn't resist his arrogant passion.
"Don't reject me, Bao'er, I won't let you go, I will satisfy you." As he spoke, his hands explored downwards, sliding across the smooth and tender belly, until they reached the girl's valley where the waves of love flowed...
The other hand still pressed heavily on her back, and the lips licking her tender face let out pure male praise in a low voice.
Baoer's small face like an apple, big bright eyes like a cat, bright red lips and snow-white and tender skin, every part of it made him tremble uncontrollably.
As he caressed her pink cheeks, his fingers did not forget to continue to boldly tease, fiddle with, and twist the delicate pistil...
Bao'er hid there helplessly, biting his lip and holding back from making a sound. A hazy mist gradually rose in Jingdi's big eyes...
"Don't be like this, don't be so ruthless to me..." Young Emperor Han Jie's voice contained an unprecedented pleading, which was something he could never say to anyone when he was sane.
Baoer looked complicated and slowly closed his eyes...
Young Emperor Han Jie regarded this expression as acquiescence and invitation. He could no longer restrain his surging passion and often buried himself in the paradise he longed for.
Bao'er's helpless moans were buried in the heavy and happy breathing of Young Emperor Hanjie...
He is willing to ride wildly on this delicate body and go crazy like this...
All ambitions disappeared in this moment. If tomorrow was the end of the world, he would be willing to...
He didn't want to think about it, didn't want to analyze it, didn't want to think about how Bao'er, who was as unreachable as the nine-day fairy, could be so surrendered to his majesty, twisting and turning... The lush flowers had long been for him.
The brewed honey...as long as he is deeply drunk, "Call my name, Bao'er, please...ah..."
He quickly climbed to a peak, during which brilliant fireworks exploded under the starry sky...
Just above this bliss, a woman's scream matched it!
"ah……"
Bao'er screamed in disbelief... She covered her mouth, stepped back, and leaned directly on Fei'er! What did she see?
Young Emperor Han Jie was naked and lying on a girl's body. The strong visual impact scared her to the point of turning pale...
No wonder those eunuchs just looked like they had seen a ghost when they saw her. She forced her way in, but they didn't dare to stop her or ask for permission...
So that’s it!
Young Emperor Han Jie turned around and saw another Bao'er standing at the door. Was it Fei'er leaning behind her? In Bao'er's hair, there were two delicate roses, one red and one white, blooming with brilliance.
"Bao'er..." Young Emperor Han Jie shouted in confusion, and reflexively looked at the girl on top of him. That face looked exactly like Bao'er's, and that smile was the same as Bao'er's...
That innocent and innocent face, the earth-shattering panic, stayed in the heart of Young Emperor Han Jie for a long time.