Chapter Forty-Eight: Cloud Movement
At the same time, inside a palace with golden lights on.
I saw that the cloud top sandalwood in the dormitory was the beam, the crystal jade was the lamp, the pearl was the curtain, and the fan gold was the pillar base. There is a huge bright moon pearl hanging on the top of the treasure in the hall, shining brightly, like a bright moon. The ground is paved with white jade, embedded with gold beads, chiseled into the lotus, the flowers become the appearance of a five-stemmed lotus, the petals are fresh and exquisite, even the stamens are delicate and recognizable, and the barefoot step is only warm and moist, it is actually chiseled into the warm jade of Lantian, straight like the jade lotus born step by step, and it is extremely extravagant.
In the center of the palace, the six-foot-wide agarwood bed is hung with a shark silk treasure tent, and the tent is embroidered with pearls and silver thread begonia flowers, and the wind is moving, like falling clouds and mountains and phantom seas. The couch is set up with a green jade incense pillow, covered with soft silkworm ice sticks, and stacked with jade belts.
At this moment, there is a scene on this luxurious couch that makes people blush, only to see two naked bodies, exercising fiercely on the couch, sweat flowing on the bodies of the two Chiguo, and the pan pen fun pavilion www.biquge.info a little starlight.
The first thing that caught the eye was a pair of beautiful long legs wrapped around the waist of a man's bear, fair and slender, full of beauty, and then on top of it was a body with delicate curves that made people's eyes burst.
The woman's delicate face was slightly enchanted with her eyes closed, and her mouth was seductively gasping from time to time, while on her was a sturdy man's unemotional sensation.
There were also two sturdy men kneeling around the big bed, and there were two rows of sturdy men with the same red fruits, but at this time, when they saw this fragrant scene on the bed, they didn't have the reaction that they should have when they turned into wolves and were men. On the contrary, the object that should have been strong was lying on his stomach, his forehead was constantly dripping with cold sweat, and his eyes swept over the perfect woman on the couch and involuntarily showed an extremely frightened look.
After a while, the sturdy man on the couch let out a long moan and lay motionless on the woman, and then, as if remembering something, his face instantly became panicked, and he hurriedly withdrew the softened object from the woman's body.
He begged for mercy and said, "Your Royal Highness the eldest princess, I ...... it."
Before he finished speaking, a white and slender ** had been pumped towards him like a whip, and Ruyu's little foot slashed a semicircle in the air and hit him an inch above his ear, and the skull immediately concave, and the impact made the left eyeball jump out of the socket, with sticky thick liquid and dark red blood. He was kicked away barely making a sound, lying on the ground and convulsing a few times before he moved.
The woman sat up slowly, letting her naked, perfect body be exposed to the air, not caring at all about the gaze of others. The firelight in the palace flickered brightly and dimly, and her beautiful face exuded a strange beauty in the swaying light, and the rest of the sturdy men who were originally pale because of the dead man, even though they knew that she was in mortal danger, couldn't help but look at it for a while.
"Useless waste!" seems to be inadvertent, just like the lazy gossip of an ordinary woman, careless.
"Da... Dash ......!"
At this time, a slightly chubby middle-aged man walked into the palace, smiled kindly, and saluted respectfully to the woman on the bed: "Xiaoyang, meet the eldest princess!"
The movements are meticulous, and he doesn't even look at the corpse on the ground, and he is even more indifferent to the perfect body of the woman, but the hypocritical smile on the corner of his mouth does not increase and weaken by half a point.
If Xiao Yue was here, she would definitely recognize that this was the current city lord of Utan City.
"It's back... You should know the consequences of disturbing my pleasure, if nothing else, giggle... You know...... Haha...!" The woman's head was lying on its side, and she didn't care about the white liquid flowing out of her lower body, and there was a strange smile on her moving face.
"Your Highness, it's the genius of Utan City, the other party has already successfully advanced to the fighter, and the most important thing is that he is only less than ten years old!" As if he was not surprised by the qiē in front of him, Xiao Yang said with a smile.
"Oh, really, so you brought him here?" The original casual expression changed, and the woman's eyes were full of evil thoughts, as if she was about to see her favorite toy, and she leaned up and asked excitedly.
"Your Highness forgives your sins, the person is lost, and no trace of the other party has been found until now!" Although he said forgiveness, he still smiled amidly.
Hearing this, the woman narrowed her soul-hooking eyes and smiled at Xiaoyang: "You... At... Play... Me!"
"Don't dare!" still has the expression that annoys the woman.
The woman's face instantly turned cold: "Hmph, no matter what you think, you have to find him for me, otherwise you will come to see you yourself, don't really think that I won't kill you! Even if you are my own uncle... What!"
"Understood, Your Highness!" Xiaoyang didn't talk nonsense, let alone procrastinate, as if he had promised a very simple thing.
"It's been more than a year since Sikong Jue came back, right?" The beautiful woman touched her lower body, took a trace of white liquid and dotted it on her lips, stretched out her tender red tongue and licked it, and said slowly.
"Yes, Your Highness!"
"Then leave this matter to him, it just so happens that he has not yet settled the account with him for the last time he almost broke my business, so let him make up for it this time!
"Understood!" still answered briefly, not hearing any dissatisfaction, as if he only understood that as a minion, as long as he did the good things assigned by his master, it was enough.
"Besides, drag all this waste out for me to castrate!" Seeing that the naked body of the man in this room did not move at all, the beautiful woman frowned mischievously, and gave an order that seemed to be taken for granted.
"Her Royal Highness the Eldest Princess... Spare your life, I will definitely serve you well, please don't ......" A group of men under the bed suddenly changed their faces drastically, and they knelt on the ground crying and begging for mercy.
But the beautiful woman has no mercy, or rather, she doesn't care about the thoughts of a group of disposable toys.
"Come on, drag them all out for me to castrate!" Xiaoyang clapped his palms and called lightly.
Immediately, a team of guards walked in from outside the palace, ignoring the struggles of the red-fruited men on the ground, along with the corpses on the ground, and forcibly took them away. In the process, they didn't even dare to look at the beautiful woman. Because the men they are taking away are the same as them before, and they are afraid that they will become the next batch.
"It's okay to do anything else, just hurry up and do my errands, as far as you can find that kid for me, it's mine!" the woman said lazily, but her tone was unquestionable.
"Besides, get me some good quality toys again, ah, really, why don't all men use them now?
"Yes, Your Highness!"
Seeing Xiaoyang respectfully bowing and retreating, the naked woman sat on the edge of the bed, slowly let out a moan, and caressed herself obsessively because of the passion just now, showing a **** dark red skin, and the kiss marks on the perfect body were clearly visible.
Under the lights that are going off, the sweat reflects a little white light, the hair as black as an ink fountain is scattered on the white shoulders, and there is a deep longing on the beautiful face that is difficult to express, **** red lips, eyes are wandering, and I don't know where to look.
"Less than ten years old! Speaking of which, my son would be about this old if he hadn't died, hehe, a fighter who is less than ten years old, must be unusually tender and delicious! Not even ten years old... Hahaha...!"
Under the flickering dim light, in the midst of the crazy laughter, those soul-stirring eyes were full of distorted desires.