A shrill voice like strangulation rang out harshly in the night, frightening people.
Immediately, the imperial guards who were guarding him a hundred meters away heard the sound and came over, and before long they had carried Su Gu Leng up to the pavilion.
At this time, Su Gu Leng was seriously injured. The back of his head was bleeding due to being hit by a white jade pot. A palm in his chest almost dislodged his internal organs.
After half a cup of tea, Su Gu Leng had been bandaged by the imperial doctor. When he regained consciousness, his first reaction was to grab Eunuch An and ask sternly: "Where is the general's wife?" His dark eyes were filled with evil spirits, and every word he spoke was full of evil.
Demonstrating the inviolable domineering power of His Holiness.
Gonggong An's face turned pale. He was no stranger to such a look after serving for twelve years. His body was shaking like a fallen leaf: "To report to the emperor, the Royal Guards have sent people to investigate. Now the general's wife has been kidnapped by someone and her whereabouts are unknown."
Hearing this, his hands suddenly loosened, his cold, stone-like pupils shrank in shock, and the cold air hit his chest and instantly turned into a violent roar: "Get out, get out and search for me, I can't find the general's wife."
And the assassins, all come to see me with their heads raised."
The violent voice echoed through the night in Qingyun Pavilion, shocking people's hearts.
The faces of Eunuch An and the commander of the Imperial Guard were as pale as paper, and the emperor's violent roar almost shattered their livers.
The fists under the bright yellow sleeves were clenched, thinking of the 'red wine' she had drunk tonight, the emperor's dark eyes narrowed in pain, and he was filled with regret and jealousy that he had never felt before.
Who is that person?
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hot--
Like a sea of fire!
The body seems to be separating from the consciousness bit by bit, and the layers of heat in the body come over like wild beasts, like a torrent, like a torrent, making people feel lost and sinking.
Even though she knew she was being held tightly in someone's arms, the cold wind in the night was still as sharp as a blade and could not take away the growing heat in her body.
"Hmm - it's so hot!" The woman in her arms murmured reluctantly. Her voice was charming and seductive, provoking his most sensitive vulnerability in the man's ears, causing his body to become as stiff as a stone and his forehead to become even more...
She was secreting layers of cold sweat, and the hot sweat overflowed all over her body, almost soaking her and his clothes.
The man's hand hugged her waist tightly, his eyes full of love showed reluctance, heartache and regret mixed with all kinds of emotions in his heart, he leaned over and whispered in her ear: "I'm sorry!"
The scorching heat made Jun Ziyan unable to bear the painful tickling. His face was so red that he could almost bleed. He groaned uneasily, and his weak reason told him that he shouldn't do it at this time.
Approach any man.
She stretched out her hand to push him away, struggling uneasily, Zhu Chi's lips slightly opened: "Let go, let me go." Quan's eyes opened slightly, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and they were sweating and struggled to open them.
But she could only see a half-width cold moon, and the feeling of emptiness became stronger and stronger, making her almost addicted.
His body was suddenly laid down on his back, and when he found that there was a cold bamboo couch beneath him, Jun Ziyan froze in alertness, thinking that he was lonely, and opened his eyes uneasily to escape, as if falling down: "Don't come here, don't come here, don't
Come here, I beg you—"
Jue, save me, why didn't you show up?
Her heavy breathing kept changing as she vomited, and her vision was pitch black. She couldn't see the outline of the room clearly. She fumbled in panic, reached out to a corner, curled herself up uneasily, and covered her head.
She held her breath with her heart almost bursting due to the strong flow of Zao. She opened her mouth and bit the back of her hand, biting it tightly to prevent herself from making that shy voice. She was unwilling to let go until blood penetrated her nose.
Tears kept falling from her clenched eyelashes, where was her secret?
The sound of the belt becoming wider resounded in the room, like the sound of breaking bamboo, which made her nerves collapse. The next moment, her body, which had only a sliver of reason left, fled in panic, and fell heavily to the ground, hurting.
Instead of waking her up, it was like thousands of ants gnawing at all the senses in her body, causing layers of numbness in her body that could not be shaken off.
The man's anxious voice filled my membrane, so familiar yet so strange.
He hugged her back to Zhutao, held down her twisting and struggling body, and whispered something into her ear.
However, she couldn't hear clearly, she only felt a buzzing sound. As soon as her hand touched his bare chest, the masculine breath filled her nose, making her despair and collapse, and finally turned into a cry: "Don't touch me, don't touch me."
I don’t allow you to touch me, I beg you, I beg—”
The man's hard and powerful tongue aggressively and eagerly attacked Chengchi, holding her tightly, sometimes pecking her with distress, sometimes with wild aggression, and sometimes kissing her sincerely, almost as if he was guilty.
His arms held her tightly in his arms, as if only in this way could he and her never be separated, and they could truly stay together until death.
His thick hands soothed her slender back, and he moved his kiss to her earrings. His mellow voice whispered softly in her ears again, like the fragrance of fine wine, tempting to taste.
For some reason, Jun Ziyan gradually stopped resisting, seeming to accept his fate, seeming to feel lucky. Tears fell from the corner of his eyes, and he kissed her passionately, unable to extricate himself.
Skin is close to each other, like spring dew, you can taste the marrow and know the taste!
Jun Ziyan frowned and clung to his shoulders with both hands. He was almost breathless from the suffocating kiss. An uneasy moan overflowed from the clinging red lips, teasing the man's most fragile self-control and making his
The breath became increasingly chaotic.
The belts gradually widened and were removed one by one. Their bodies were as hot as fire. Once they hugged each other closely, it was like a wild fire that was burning out of control and burning more and more.
After untying the bandage, the black hair is like a waterfall of three thousand, the hair is entangled, and the limbs are intertwined, like a knot that cannot be untied, destined to be unable to escape the fate of this life!
When they were tightly coupled, the two of them couldn't help but hum. A numb feeling surrounded them like a net, and the vines in their hearts were entangled wildly. If they could, they would only wish to live forever.
Jun Ziyan dug his nail clippers into the man's solid skin, and felt that the vain feeling had been driven away by the real pain like waves. Tears welled up in his eyes, and he lost his voice and called out the name that he had been thinking about.
The man's body froze, hot tears welled up in his dry eyes, and fell on her crimson cheeks and slipped into her hair. The next moment, he leaned down and used a suffocating, urgent, complicated and difficult to distinguish kiss to prove that his existence was real.
Calling her name, her breath was confused, intoxicated, and ups and downs.
I hope that after this night, I can leave a mark on her body that will never be erased in her life.
The outline of any furnishings could not be seen clearly in the dark room, but could be vaguely seen through the cold light of the waning moon on the window panes. The double shadows overlapped on the cold bamboo couch, and the glass was dripping with sweat. The soft moans and heavy breathing formed a beautiful song.
In this bamboo house with a closed door, there were waves and waves, and I didn't rest all night!
Outside the bamboo house, the green bamboo forest became mottled with remaining bamboos. A man was kneeling on the ground. He clenched the blade of the knife in his hand, tears fell into the soil, and his heart felt desolate.