"Your Majesty......," she muttered in a low voice, a scene that had appeared countless times in her dreams, but it was nothing more than a nightmare. She moved her legs slightly, and her whole body was uncomfortable, but her hands were restrained, and there was no way to pull out the things under the pillow.

"Huh?" Su Chong replied softly, just immersed in her whole mind, and didn't seem to care about anything else, her ten fingers were slightly closed, her little face was wrinkled, seeing that the raw rice was about to be cooked, she was anxious beyond words, neither was she refused, and she couldn't do it, "Are you afraid?" Su Chong asked softly in her ear, gently like a whisper between sympathetic people, Bai Chong's body trembled suddenly, and hurriedly trembled: "No, I'm not afraid, it's an honor for me to be favored by the king, it's an honor for ...... to be favored." When she said the back, her voice was almost as soft as a mosquito's moan.

"Then why don't you close your eyes and enjoy this moment?" he smiled seductively, a pair of charming eyes locked her every small move, and it was simply dark now, and the other party's face was not very clear, but it was not difficult to hear the contempt in his uninhibited tone.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty's ......" Suddenly, a man's majestic voice came from the door, slightly drunk.

"General, general, the king is really not in it, the old slave will not lie!" The father-in-law explained desperately, if this evil star knew that the king was in the white beauty tent, he would definitely make trouble until the entire military camp knew about it, and then his old slave life would naturally not be saved.

The person who came scolded him heavily, as if he was moved by the fire, "If the king is not there, what are you doing here, you are also coveting...... Okay, General Ben doesn't have the same knowledge as you as an incomplete person, quick, take me to the king!"

Su Chong paused, turned his head slightly towards the side of the tent, with some anger in his tone, but he didn't speak, just stunned for a while and then continued the movements of his hands, as if he expected that Ma Chongtong would not dare to rush into the tent, he looked back suddenly, looked at Bai Jiao's slightly fluttering expression, and said seriously: "Don't worry about the idle things outside, as long as the beauty remembers her identity." As soon as he finished speaking, he reached out to her waist, and with one hand he had expertly untied her coat and kneaded it delicately on her chest.

She exhaled lightly. Forced Yan nodded with a smile and whispered to cater, the last straw in his heart was swept away by his passionate wildness.

"Your Majesty, the military situation is urgent, if you don't come out again, Chongtong will go in and drag people!" The person who came was Ma Chongtong, who shouted loudly at the door with a torn voice, and he would not give up until Su Chong was forced out of Bai Chongwei's "boudoir".

"This Ma Chong has heavy pupils!" Su Chong suddenly stopped moving, and the whole person was propped up on Bai Jiaowei's body, his right hand clenched into a fist, and he slammed on the bed, and then put on his clothes at a very fast speed.

She snickered, so that Su Chong would definitely not come back, at least she could avoid it for a few days, she got up slowly, and didn't sort out the indisputability on her body, just looked at Su Chong with affection, and gently pulled the corner of his clothes when he was just dressed.