"No...... Don't ......" Feng Yu hurriedly shook her head.

Xin Moge gasped slightly, leaned over to Feng Yu's ear, and whispered, "Scared?"

Feng Yu raised her eyebrows and said unadmittedly: "No, I'm afraid that you will be unable to fill your desires again and again, and your body will not be able to support ...... "Stop......

The last one was devoured by Simmogo's sudden kiss, good, very good, the desire is hard to fill, and it wasn't deliberately provoked by her, damn it, don't give her a little bit of power.

Feng Yu was short of breath, her face was flushed, and her hands kept pushing Xin Moge's chest, almost out of breath, but no matter how Feng Yu pushed, she just couldn't push it away, and she didn't know if it was because her strength had not recovered yet, or because his body was too heavy.

Xin Moge didn't let go, and the more Feng Yu pushed, the more he intensified.

Feng Yu really felt that he was about to suffocate, he almost wanted to murder.

After a long time, Xin Moge raised his head, his black eyes were as deep as the sea, as if he was about to eat Fengyu.

Feng Yu gasped and knocked on Xin Moge's chest in annoyance.

Xin Moge grabbed Feng Yu's hand and kissed it.

Feng Yu twitched, but didn't pull it out, so she let Xin Moge hold her hand, and saw by the candlelight that Xin Moge's forehead was covered with a thin layer of sweat, and secretly swore in her heart that she would never make such a joke again, but who would have thought that he couldn't help it...... Thinking of this, she once again clearly felt the burning heat under Xin Moge's body against her through her clothes, and the thoughts behind her were suddenly interrupted, and she gasped: "Okay...... It seems to be a little late, and I can sleep. ”

"You go to sleep first. Simmogo suppressed his breath.

"What about you?"

"I'll take care of something more. The desire has been provoked by her, how can she sleep, Xin Moge endured it again and again, let go of Feng Yu and got up.

Feng Yu nodded, sat up, took off her coat, lay down again, and pulled the quilt on the inside to cover it.

After sitting at his desk for a while, Simmogo got up and opened the door and went out to blow a little cold air outside.

The moonlight is beautiful, like a layer of transparent tulle shrouded in.

In another courtyard separated from this courtyard by a certain distance, Fan Yinqing stayed for the night and did not go out of the city overnight.

In the bright room, Fan Yinqing waved away the servant maid, sat at the table and poured himself a cup of tea, drank for a while, got up and walked to the dresser in the room, sat down in front of the dresser, and couldn't help but reach out and pull out the hosta inserted between the buns.

Three thousand green silks suddenly poured down like a waterfall, and Fan Yinqing looked at the figure reflected in the mirror.

I saw that the eyebrows in the mirror were clear and beautiful, and the softness was heroic, not as weak as ordinary women, and even less as delicate and glamorous as ordinary women.

Fan Yinqing looked at it for a moment without blinking, and then tied the three thousand green silks back neatly, even if she slept at night, she never scattered her hair, afraid that if something happened to her, she was afraid that if she was seen, she had been staying up for twenty-two years in order to hide her daughter's body, and other women had already married at this age and were already mothers.

The next morning, it suddenly began to rain, and the drizzle was hazy.

Fan Yinqing got up early, and while washing, she listened to the people who came in the city tell her about the situation.

Last night, there was nothing wrong with each other, and as in the previous two days, there was nothing abnormal in the imperial army except for two small forces trying to break through at night.

After listening to this, Fan Yinqing nodded, went to King Fan, and relayed the situation to King Fan.