Seeing Huangfu Jin's childish look, Wanrou couldn't help but feel funny. She was tired of hiding, so she walked back slowly, sat on the table and poured some water to drink.
"Want to drink?" Wanrou smiled slightly, looked at Huangfu Jin's frustrated look, and handed her cup filled with water to him.
Huangfu Jin glanced at the cup placed in front of him, ignored it gracefully, picked up a cup, poured water, and drank it all in one gulp.
Wanrou raised her brows lightly, holding back the anger of being ignored by him. She drank some water, got up, walked to the bed, and said lightly: "Since the Emperor chooses to sleep alone, please ask the Emperor to come back early. It's late at night.
The heavy exposure will be detrimental to the emperor's newly healed wound, so I will send you away not far away."
Huangfu Jin put down the cup, sighed softly, stood up and followed her figure to the bed. Suddenly he hugged her waist very gently from behind, buried his head in her neck, and smelled greedily.
It has a unique fragrance that belongs to her.
She wanted to refuse again, but her two red lips opened and closed, but no sound came out. But her little hand reflected her inner desire very honestly, silently covering the back of Huangfu Jin's hand that was folded on her lower abdomen.
Huangfu Jin couldn't bear the throbbing anymore, so he tied her waist tightly, not letting her leave his arms, and kissed every inch of her skin delicately and tenderly along her neck.
His breath sprayed lightly on her skin, and she couldn't help but tighten her hands, trying to suppress the long-lost feeling of heat in her body.
While Wanrou was still suppressing the shameful feeling in her heart and was debating whether or not to push Huangfu Jin away, he was already kissing her earlobe, untying her clothes and pulling off her outerwear with ease.
The shirt was slowly peeled off.
Before she could recover from the surprise, he had already picked her up, but the injury on his left shoulder had just healed, so he couldn't control his strength well, causing Wanrou to fall heavily on the bed.
But the soft quilt cushioned most of the force, so she didn't feel any pain. Huangfu Jin immediately took off his shirt, rushed forward with a sullen look on his face, grabbed it, and tore off her shirt.
One sleeve shocked her.
The sound of the brocade breaking was surprisingly loud. With a proud look on his face, Huangfu Jin held up the piece of rag he had torn off in front of Wanrou, and said with a charming look on his face: "My beloved, if you are scared, you can shout for help.
.However, I can guarantee that even if you scream, no one will come to disturb us."
Putting on a self-centered look, Huangfujin was addicted to it. In fact, he had wanted to do this for a long time. He held Qingcheng's beautiful wife in his arms every night, but he couldn't touch him, for fear that he would lose control if he touched her.
You will "set yourself on fire" and burn yourself. The pain is really unbearable.
In the month that he endured, there was not a day that went by that he didn't think about pressing her hard under him countless times. Tonight, he couldn't bear it anymore, and he must realize everything he wanted.
But Wanrou found a good excuse for him this time. She looked at the broken piece torn from her sleeve with some regret and said softly: "It's such a pity that such a precious brocade was ruined by you.
.”
But as soon as he finished speaking, the sleeve on the other side also announced his death. Huangfu Jin just blinked innocently and said with a smile: "It's broken anyway, it's better to tear it off a few more times to make it more interesting. If my beloved concubine likes it, I will
Can you please instruct the Shang Palace Bureau tomorrow to sew ten or eight pieces for you using the same precious brocade?"
After saying that, Huangfu Jin vigorously pulled the hem of Wanrou's dress, and a sharp tearing sound echoed in the air. Wanrou opened her eyes wide, and saw her fair thighs exposed in front of him, and her cheeks instantly turned red.
.
At this moment, Huangfu Jin suddenly fell in love with the feeling of destroying clothes. Seeing Bai Ke Saixue's skin exposed in front of his eyes, and exuding an alluring color, he was so impulsive that he couldn't help it.
Wanrou, who was still struggling, calmed down in an instant. She slowly wrapped her arms around his chest, and even gave up covering up her slightly exposed breasts. She said softly with a hint of charm, "Your Majesty?"
If you think about it carefully, if you really have a child with me, we will be connected for the rest of our lives. Even if the emperor has a new love in the future, he will not regret it."
Hearing what she said, Huangfu Jin kissed her mouth crazily with a hint of anger, bit her lips hard, and looked at her with a seductive look on his face. He used his lust to seduce her.
I don’t believe she can resist it!
He kissed her sweet little mouth, but he couldn't get enough of it, and he couldn't get enough of the alluring fragrance. He bit off the embroidered buttons on her chest one by one, Huangfu Jin always used a force to
He must look at her affectionately.
He wanted her to clearly understand that Huangfu Jin was not a man she could refuse. He also wanted her to know how pious he was, dedicating his entire heart to her.
Wanrou smiled brightly, and her smooth jade arms climbed up to Huangfu Jin's waist. The white and tender thighs that drove him crazy slowly hooked his thighs, leaving him no room to retreat, seductively
Said: "Your Majesty, you have torn Wanrou's clothes."
It was not that Huangfu Jin had never seen such a charming appearance like hers, but it was rare to see her. He was so happy that he hurriedly responded: "The old ones won't go, and the new ones won't come." Anyway, as long as she likes it, he will
They all found them for her.
"But I like this one. I don't like what the emperor said. The old ones won't go away and the new ones won't come." Pretending to be a little aggrieved, her soft and gentle hands gently brushed his strong chest, bit by bit.
Point and slowly look under him.
Perhaps women are born knowing how to charm men, and they understand it naturally without having to learn from anyone. What's more, with such a charming appearance, it is even more effective with half the effort, and she can easily turn the arrogant and iron-clad man Huangfu Jin into a
A handsome man full of tenderness.
"This one is broken, I told you, I will order someone to sew it again and send it to my beloved concubine exactly." Such charm made Huangfu Jin's throat tighten, and a wave of heat surged up.
"The appearance is the same, but it's not the same one!" Shui Ling's clear pupils looked at him intently, and Huangfu Jin was already a little unable to resist.
She dug her fingers deeply and started to pull Huangfu Jin's clothes from left to right. Accompanied by the familiar sound of the brocade tearing, Wanrou said innocently: "It seems that this brocade is not that good, it was torn so easily."