She sat on the king's lap and inadvertently glanced at the ministers sitting at the table, but she didn't find the silver-white figure, and she was unconsciously a little lost.

She shook her head. Didn't they all say that this life is only for the king? Why do you care about the night sacrifice general?

She lowered her head and concentrated on cutting the lean meat, small pieces, and handed them to the king's mouth, who squinted at her, as if he did not expect that she would take the initiative to cut the meat for him. She smiled softly. Wang elegantly ate the small piece of lean meat.

She cut a piece, and the king ate a piece, until a plate of lean meat was eaten by the king, and she realized that she had eaten nothing until now.

She took out a red apple from the tray not far away, replaced it with a pair of knives and forks, carefully peeled it, and the peel fell on the table one by one, and it was very successful, the peel did not break.

She couldn't remember when she had practiced, and she was familiar with this kind of thing.

She cut the apple into small pieces and brought it to the king's mouth.

She liked to see the king eat with grace, and in her memory, she had never seen a person who ate so elegantly.

She stared for a long time, and suddenly, the king lowered his head and kissed her on the lips.

The king's lips, with a smell of apples, fascinated her.

The ministers sitting at the table ate quietly, as if they didn't see them, but even if they did, what could they do?

After a long lingering, the king hugged her tightly, left her lips, and lay down on her neck panting.

Wang Daheng hugged her, ignoring the stunned eyes of the ministers, and walked towards the palace.

The king kicked open the door of the palace, threw her on the bed, and before she could react, pressed her under him, and sealed her lips.

She resisted a little, and Wang's behavior made her hurt a little, and her hands kept pushing Wang's chest, and Wang grabbed her hand directly.

Wang bit her lip lightly, and with a fruity scent, she was intoxicated. She stared at the ceiling with a confused look in her eyes.

The king's breathing became more and more rapid, and the kiss that rained down on her neck fell uncontrollably, and she moaned uncontrollably. The king let go of her with one hand, but the other hand was still firmly pressed on the top of her head, and the white fingers untied her belt, and she seemed to suddenly come to her senses, and grabbed the hand that was untying her clothes.

The king propped himself up, frowned, panted, and looked at her with some dissatisfaction.

She shrunk her neck a little uncomfortably, her cheeks were crimson, and she looked at Wang Wen's angry face cautiously. "I ...... I'm not ready ......"

"How long are you going to keep me waiting?" Wang asked, gasping.

She was silent, and the king held her down and buried his head in her neck, and it was a long time before the king's breathing was even. The voice came muffled through her hair. "Then go to sleep!"

The king embraced her, tightly. She was careful not to let herself move, for fear that if she was not careful, the king would explode.

Midnight, tranquil ......

Dark palaces, ancient totems. The candles lit at the four corners, swaying and swaying in the wind, reflected in the shadows on the walls. The crow that happened to fly by screamed miserably, echoing through the empty palace.

She has long silver hair and a shawl, and is dressed in a black dress. The woman sat on a chair carved with bats, and the skin of the fruit was piled up on the ground, and the half-peeled apples were piled up, and the white flesh was stained with bright red blood.

The woman's white, almost transparent fingers were stained with blood, inspiring a deep-seated desire within the creature. She held an apple, a fruit knife shining with silver-white brilliance, carefully peeled the apple, silver eyes, and focused......

With a knife, it was not the apple that was cut, but her white fingers, and she continued to peel without saying a word, the white flesh stained with bright red blood.

The woman let out a sudden 'ah', not because of the pain in her fingertips, but because of the peel that had been cut off.

The woman tossed aside the half-peeled apple, picked up a red apple from the tray not far away, and peeled it intently.

Finally, I don't know how many apples, I don't know how many times I failed, finally, the woman smiled and picked up the freshly peeled apples and took a bite of them.

In the afternoon, the sun shone on her silver hair, reflecting a dazzling white light.

The woman sat on a white chair and helped the man with short black hair not far away to peel the apple, and when she was halfway through it, the fruit knife cut through her skin, and bright red blood flowed out.

"Don't cut it, you see, your own hands are bleeding." The man said with a frown.

The woman chuckled, "This little injury will heal soon, besides, don't you like it?" ”

Because of one of his words, one likes it, so a person practices repeatedly late at night, and he doesn't care when he is scarred, just because he loves ......

She rolled over and put one hand on the king's abdomen. Wang propped up his head, watched her movements amusefully, and kissed the bridge of her nose.

The king took away the arm that was on his abdomen and said with amusement, "When you wake up, open your eyes." ”

Hearing this, she opened her eyes, a little embarrassed.

Wang is really, why do you know what to say! Well, in fact, she turned over just now, and she was almost awake at that time, and when she woke up, the king was kissing her, telling her to be embarrassed to open her eyes! simply didn't open it, so that the king thought she was sleeping, but who knows, the king can even detect this kind of thing, and even if he detects it, he still has to say it?

She glared at the king, and was about to speak, when the king kissed her on the lips, and told her to swallow all the words that had not yet been said into her stomach.

Her eyes widened as she looked at the smile in Wang's eyes.

The king must have done it on purpose, it must have been ......

She gradually became confused, her eyes were foggy, and she was entangled with the king.

At the end of the kiss, the king lay on top of her and gasped, when there was a knock on the door, "My king, the carriage is ready, are you going back to the palace after eating here?" ”

The seductive voice belongs to Lan Ling, like a poppy, beautiful, but poisonous.

In a hoarse voice, the king said, "No. ”

"Yes, my king." Lan Ling knelt down on one knee and said respectfully. Got up, footsteps echoing through the empty hallway.

The king stood up and looked at her amusedly. She tilted her head, as if she had not seen the smile in the king's eyes.

The king got up, straightened his fine clothes, and said to her, "Go back to the palace." ”

She sat up, put on her boots, and had a fog in her head. Anyway, it seems that I dreamed of apples last night, ha, these years, I actually dreamed of apples, could it be that I cut too many apples yesterday, but only one was cut, isn't it?

She shook her head.

Forget it, don't think about it, I'm going back to the palace soon, phew.

She had arranged her fine clothes, and the king, who had already made everything, stood by and watched her. After she finished washing, she took the initiative to take the king's hand and walked out of the palace with the king......