Wearing a light red dress, a light red green silk embroidered belt, and a pure white peony embroidered waistcoat, her white, tender and moist skin was set off, and her big eyes were full of curiosity.
Looking inside, her body was slightly arched forward, making her plump breasts seem to jump out from the tight waistcoat.
"Woooo..."
While she was looking at Qing'er curiously, she was pulled into his arms by King Yun without thinking. He hugged Meimei's stiff body domineeringly, and began to knead her body with his hands:
"Let go!"
Ignoring the woman who was looking forward to Shenghui outside the door, Meimei grabbed one of King Yun's dishonest hands and shouted angrily.
Hearing what Meimei said, Qing'er outside the door gasped in fright. Does this princess want her life? How dare she talk to the prince like this? No wonder the prince treats the princess like this, she is really too presumptuous. Now,
I don’t know how the prince will be angry!
To Qing'er's surprise, King Yun did not let go, nor did he let go of the big hand that was imprisoning Meimei. He held Meimei's struggling little hand with one hand, and the other hand continued to explore Meimei's body——
Not only did it not stop, but it became even more wanton.
"My lord, didn't you say you wouldn't force a woman?"
With tears glistening in her aggrieved eyes, Mei Mei asked pitifully.
Qing'er at the door widened her eyes, but King Yun's eyes became deeper and deeper. The faint virgin fragrance on her body teased all his senses - just by holding her, the desire in his body began
Shouting crazily, wanting to possess her fiercely...
What he wanted to hear was the soft moan that escaped from her mouth, not the accusation that greatly hurt his male pride. What he wanted was her obedient request for him to have her, not this **** rejection!
"Woooo..."
I don't want to hear her speak anymore, so I decisively block that unpleasant little mouth, tightly hold that struggling little head, capture her sweetness without gentleness, and cherish the longing for her.
Long lasting sweetness...
Her teeth were still clenched, and her body was as stiff as a piece of wood without feeling. Qing'er outside the door had already opened her mouth in surprise——
After following the prince for so long, this is the first time she has seen him so crazy!
Don't you want me to kiss her? Prince Yun smiled cruelly, and quickly struck her armpit with his big hand, scratching her badly...
Meimei whimpered, knowing that this was his trick, but...but, how could she, who was naturally ticklish, still grit her teeth? When her teeth opened slightly, his tongue also barged in and entangled her.
Touching her evasive tongue, absorbing every inch of sweetness in her lips...
After struggling for a long time, all the strength in her body was gradually exhausted. Mei Mei collapsed and fell softly into his arms. King Yun smiled with satisfaction. If she had been so good, how could he be like that just now?
What about the savagery?
"Put down your clothes. Just let the princess help me put them on. Go down!"
Her thoughts suddenly came back to her, and she looked out with dim eyes, only to see Qing'er's mouth wide enough to swallow a duck egg——
Did she see everything just now? Why? Why did King Yun treat her like this?
It turns out that she was once ashamed of Yu Yan and the others' behavior, but what about her just now? Although she didn't go to bed with him, but...
But what was the difference between that super long passionate kiss and Yu Yan and the others, except that she didn't take off her clothes to do business?
Fifty steps lead to a smile at a hundred steps. I didn’t expect that one day, I would become a scenery for others to watch! I didn’t expect that one day, King Yun would treat me like this!
"Why are you so stunned! Put down your clothes and get out!"
The roar sounded again, and Meimei looked at him in confusion. His face change was still so fast, it was really comparable to modern face changes. Qing'er, it turns out that he has always been gentle and gentle to her, but she didn't expect it.
Now, I can actually say such cruel words.
"yes!"
Perhaps because of fear, when Qing'er entered the door, she tripped on the threshold and fell straight into the house. She fell to the ground with a "pop", but her clothes were not scattered. Her hands were high.
He lifted it up, and the clothes lay well in his hands...
King Yun didn't even raise his eyes. Meimei suddenly felt that Qing'er was really pitiful. She must have been very painful if she fell like this, right? Compared with people, are clothes lighter or heavier? But at the critical moment, there
In the moment when she had no time to think, Qing'er chose clothes, but she actually fell to the ground - her face twisted in pain, but the corners of her mouth were slightly raised:
"My lord, please forgive me. Qing'er is useless. Fortunately, my clothes are fine..."
Silly, Meimei walked over, took the clothes in her hands first, and threw them into King Yun's arms. Regardless of the surprised look on his face, she turned around and helped Qing'er who was lying on the ground with great effort, and mouthed
sighed:
"Qing'er, why are you so stupid? Isn't it just a few clothes? If the clothes are dirty, you can wash them again, but if you drop them, you have to keep them strong for a while..."
Looking at her with a little pity, Qing'er's eyes suddenly became misty and she choked with sobs:
"Thank you, Princess, Qing'er is fine! Prince, Qing'er is wrong..."
Is it wrong? If you fall and hurt yourself for clothes, is this considered wrong?
"Humph, get out!"
There was no Xuanren to help Qing'er take a look. King Yun glared at Meimei and Qing'er, still holding the clothes that Meimei had just stuffed in his arms, looking a little funny.
"Thank you, Your Majesty! Thank you, Your Majesty for your grace!"
As if she had received a great gift from heaven, Qing'er hurriedly knelt on the ground and kowtowed. After kowtowing three times in a row, she got up from the ground in embarrassment and ran out limping...
Hey, King Yun is really not the kind of person who knows how to show mercy to women. Looking at Qing'er's retreating back, Meimei sighed again, having long forgotten that King Yun next to her was still fuming.
"Princess, please change my clothes quickly!"
Impatiently, she knocked Meimei on the head and threw her clothes into Meimei's arms. Meimei raised her head and looked at him, would she help him change his clothes? She couldn't!
"I'm sorry, Your Majesty, I didn't help the man dress - so I'm sorry, I can't!"
She looked at him with a firm tone. His clothes looked very complicated, and he had evil intentions towards her just now. If she changes her clothes, who knows what will happen? This man is heartless and heartless, the further away from him, the better!
"Hmph, you are my king's princess, can't you even know how to do such a simple thing? If you don't even know how to do this, why would I marry you?"
The handsome face came close to Meimei's face, and he licked his thin lips seductively. His warm breath blew on Meimei's face, and Meimei took a step back unconsciously:
"I... Your Majesty, you don't like Meimei anyway, and Meimei will not please the Prince. Every time he sees Meimei, the Prince is always angry... Why don't you let Meimei go, so that the Prince can have a better life?"