What we fear most is interference from outside forces.
Zhao Xiaole almost collapsed. Although it was unintentional, he suddenly bumped into someone.
Ru Yue's body became unstable and she fell on top of him.
Full of warmth and fragrance.
Zhao Xiaole became even more distracted.
Unconsciously, he held the girl in his arms and refused to let go.
Ruyue blushed with embarrassment as he hugged her, but she liked this feeling very much, but felt that she didn't deserve it.
Then he pushed his shoulder with his hand.
"My lord, the slave family must continue."
Zhao Xiaole shook his head, "It doesn't matter, just act casually."
If the performance continued, he was really afraid that he would not be able to hide it anymore.
It's not that it feels like a pity.
Mainly because I'm worried about exposing my identity.
Until now, Ruyue thought that he touched her with his knee, so let's do that for now.
"That...okay then."
Ruyue stuttered in response.
Zhao Xiaole didn't touch her very much before, but now that the distance between the two was so close, Zhao Xiaole's breath hit her face, and she had already begun to feel confused.
I just want to lie in each other's arms and never get up.
The figures of the two people were reflected on the window by the candlelight, and outsiders could see clearly.
They all thought that the two of them were enjoying the afterglow of happiness.
Everyone really wanted to replace him with Zhao Xiaole.
But in the same way, Ruyue's reputation for beauty has been shattered, and she is no longer an unattainable goddess.
Some even called her a slut.
It can be said that the hatred is as heavy as the affection is deep.
in the room.
The candlelight has gone out.
It's not like someone blew her away.
Instead, it extinguished itself.
Ruyue was already lying in Zhao Xiaole's arms, secretly sighing in her heart, how wonderful it would be if the Lord were a real man?
It's not a bad idea to give your body to him.
Unfortunately, he is not a real man.
When thinking of this, Ru Yue sighed slightly in her heart.
But then, she comforted herself, if Zhao Xiaole was a real man, how could he fall in love with her?
In the darkness, Ruyue secretly observed Zhao Xiaole and saw that he was not impatient, so she deliberately pretended to be uncomfortable sleeping.
Moved.
This movement tightly restrained Zhao Xiaole.
She pressed herself tightly against him.
In Ruyue's heart, she willingly regarded him as a man. Even if it was a lie, it would be a matter of tomorrow.
Tonight, she wanted to lie to herself all night.
How could Zhao Xiaole not know what she was thinking?
She noticed it from the moment she started to move.
But he didn't stop it.
Ruyue was trained as a slave since she was a child, and a deep sense of servility was ingrained in her heart.
Those men who knelt down and licked her didn't know the truth.
The more they knelt and licked, the more uncomfortable Ruyue felt.
She always felt that it did not match her identity, but Zhao Xiaole abused her in various ways.
It also gave her a sense of belonging and security.
Therefore, although her feelings for Zhao Xiaole were real, they were also somewhat abnormal, and she was completely unaware of these.
Where is Zhao Xiaole?
Of course, no one will be refused.
Although it was an accidental collision, who cares?
There is a beautiful woman who is willing to throw herself into his arms, how can there be any reason to extrapolate?
Feeling at ease, he held the beauty in his arms and whispered: "Don't really go to sleep tonight, in case someone attacks you."
"yes."
Ruyue's voice was like a mosquito, and she looked like she had just become a young daughter-in-law.
After a long time.
Ruyue whispered again: "My lord...can you tell the saint and let the slave serve you all the time?"
Waited for a long time.
Zhao Xiaole just sighed.
Seeing this, Ru Yue's heart felt cold.
She also heard that Zhao Xiaole now has two wives at home, one of whom is the prime minister of the dynasty and comes from a noble family.
There is another one, a princess on the grassland, who captivates the country and the city.
The status of these two people is extremely noble.
But what about her?
She is just a promiscuous woman.
What qualifications do you have to compare with the other two?
In my heart, I unconsciously developed a strong sense of inferiority.
At this time, Zhao Xiaole spoke, "Currently, I am not sure about the safety of the saint. If I have the worst plan, she may be in danger now."
Ruyue hurriedly apologized, "My lord, it was my fault. I should not have overstepped my status and had such unreasonable thoughts."
Zhao Xiaole: "..."
Where does this go?
Is this woman thinking too much? She didn’t mention it at all.
Forget it, let her be.
Zhao Xiaole did not intend to comfort him, but he became dishonest in his actions.
He was already holding Ruyue in his arms, but this time, he started some exploration and became familiar with this way.
As soon as she moved, Ruyue's body trembled.
He pushed hard into her arms again.
Zhao Xiaole had confidence in his heart and acted more recklessly. Since Zhengyue didn't resist, what else did he have to worry about?
If you want to be a gentleman, learn from Liu Xiahui.
It really should have been struck by lightning.
Therefore, Zhao Xiaole used all means to achieve smooth and tender skin, second only to the exquisiteness of the Saint.
Come to think of it, Ruyue and Saintess both practice the same technique.
If it weren't for this, it wouldn't have such a touch that makes people put it down, and instinctively, Zhao Xiaole used his inner strength.
It's better now.
Ruyue's voice sounded.
The already quiet room suddenly felt full of spring.
After a period of extreme comfort, Ru Yue collapsed in Zhao Xiaole's arms, her face flushed.
Keep breathing heavily.
Although her body was very tired, there was still a hint of excitement in Ruyue's eyes.
Zhao Xiaole was slightly surprised. He had never met such a tenacious woman, and he had no intention of letting her go.
Still have to keep taking action.
It depends on whether you can persevere or whether my methods are powerful.
There is a vague sense of competition.
Little did she know, Ruyue liked this sadistic feeling of enjoyment.
The more Zhao Xiaole wanted to continue, the more excited she became. Before she knew it, Ru Yue's clothes were gone.
She vaguely wanted to experience that deathly comfortable feeling.
Because I always feel that it’s not even close.
She actually took the initiative to pull Zhao Xiaole down, threatening to touch the restricted area.
Although Zhao Xiaole is shameless, he has not reached the point of being crazy. However, since someone else took the initiative to invite him, it has nothing to do with him.
Thinking of this, Zhao Xiaole couldn't help but get excited.
Just walking down.
About to arrive.
Suddenly there was a faint sound of wind outside the window.
Zhao Xiaole knew that someone was coming.
The movement of his hand suddenly stopped, and Ru Yue next to him noticed it immediately and hurriedly snuggled into his arms.
In the darkness, both of them remained motionless.
"Prince Xiao Liang came to Honghua Tower, but he didn't come far to greet him. Please forgive me!" A man's voice came from outside the house.
"Please also ask King Liang to come out and see you."
Obviously, the other party also knew that Zhao Xiaole had noticed him.
Zhao Xiaole snorted and let go of the beauty in his arms, "Since you're here, let's meet her!"