It's been so long since Murong Yichuan rarely saw such a bright smile, so he thought that there must be something special that made him so, so he was even more curious; "Tell me what is it that makes you so interested?" Yi Chuan asked. Great literature

It's like smiling at him, and that smile is overwhelming the country and the city; "It's a secret, I think I will naturally sue you when I need to sue you, I won't say anything about how you force me to ask me now, you better save your energy." After saying that, it was like gently spitting out a small pink tongue.

The few red candles on the table were only as long as fingers, but the light was dimming little by little, and the sky outside the door was getting darker and darker, because the night was getting deeper and deeper.

Murong Yichuan had no choice but to say Okay, depending on you, it's not too early, let's go and rest. Great literature

As if he was so obedient, he was pulled to the bedroom by Murong Yichuan.

If the reason why there is no such thing as suing Chunhong and Xifeng Lie now, it is because Xi Fenglie will go to Nanyue tomorrow, she thinks that after Xi Fenglie and Zhongli Wenjun have successfully completed the task of sending off their relatives together, she will take advantage of King Fu's happiness to tell him about this matter, and let him agree, so that the chance of success will be greater, as if he still understands King Fu, he is a particularly strict person, in addition to knowing how to be tolerant of the people he cares about, he is unusually cold and unsympathetic to others, I must not think about trying to please him, and strive for the consummation of Chunhong and Xifenglie. Dawen Chunhong is her good sister, but she serves herself wholeheartedly, as if she thinks that she will definitely use all her ability to fight for her happiness.

In the warm room, a few lights flow with a faint light, the faint light covers the darkness of the night, the faint light covers the cold of the night, as long as there is love, even if there is no light, the night will not be cold.

It was as if he was courteous to untie Murong Yichuan's wide clothes, and then took the opportunity to give Yichuan a hug and a kiss, "What's wrong with you today?" Why is it so good to me? Murong Yichuan seemed to be a little flattered, it was rare to be so enthusiastic and active on weekdays.

It was like smiling; shrugged his shoulders and pretended to be unhappy; "I'm good to you, but you don't want to, really."

The roller shutter was unfurled, and the two men lay side by side.

"Don't go to the morning tomorrow, okay?" As if she turned over and her whole body fell on Yi Chuan's body, her head was close to the position of his heartbeat, her hands tightly wrapped around his thick and powerful arms, and she said softly and weakly. At this moment, he seems to feel that he is really happy, he can lie in the arms of his man so unscrupulously, and he can say that he loves himself without taboo in front of the audience in the hall, kissing himself and hugging himself as if no one else is around, but Chunhong can't, she risked being driven away and fell in love with her beloved man, thinking that she was not reduced to a maid or a palace maid is really a kind of luck, and she has become the only princess in this man's reality, what is she dissatisfied with such happiness? Why do you keep bothering him? I should give him gentleness and thoughtfulness.

Murong Yichuan's lust was aroused again, but she couldn't touch her anymore with her soft and fragrant body, her body was pregnant with her own child, even if she was burning with lust, she still had to endure it, so why did she tempt herself? I'm really about to lose it.

"Like; Don't tempt me, I'm afraid I won't be able to stand it and hurt you and your children. What can you do if you don't go to the morning court, you're not sensible again. Murong Yichuan's breathing was a little heavy, he was desperately trying to extinguish himself, so he wanted to push Wanruo away, but he was reluctant, but she snuggled up to herself so tightly, in the face of her initiative and enthusiasm at this time, he just hoped that he would still be able to do so at this moment in a few months, and he hoped that a fire in his arms every night, not a piece of ice.