Chapter Forty-Eight: The Lips of the Wicked

"For this king only needs a woman he likes, and he will have an heir for this king. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info" Dugu Dye Che said a word, and all nine women in the palace were pulled into the abyss.

"If you don't like it, why do you want to marry into the door?" As soon as I said that, I regretted it.

It is useless to preach morality with Dugu Ranche. He could trade anything in exchange for what he wanted, let alone a woman? Am I not also the woman he trades with? Although I don't know what he wants in the end, the ambition of the demon is obvious.

"Dumping the night, don't forget, this king is a member of the royal family, and there are too many things that he can't help himself......" It was the first time for the demon to speak so deeply, I was a little unaccustomed to it, but I also felt that it was pleasing to the ear.

He was right, being in the whirlpool of power, many things became insincere. But he must have hated these women. Otherwise, except for the main concubine, everyone else is just a concubine. Concubine, an ambiguous status, but after all, it can't be counted as a wife. It suddenly occurred to me that I was nothing more than a slave to him who couldn't even be counted as a concubine......

"Isn't the master afraid of spoiling the night and angering the power behind the concubines?" Before I knew it, I had stepped to the front door of Fenghua Temple.

"I'm afraid I won't lead you in." Dugu Ran Che smiled in the moonlight and carried me inside.

After sending all the maids, Dugu Ranche motioned for me to change his clothes.

I obeyed, but my heart was careless.

The lonely man and widow are doing such ambiguous things in his territory again...... Although it has long been refined into steel in the Star Picking Pavilion, I am still worried......

That feeling of being a woman for the first time, is it pain or joy?

"Where's my blushing night?" When it was just me and him, he always liked to call me like this, in the most contemptuous way. Every time he said that, I knew nothing good.

I took off my robe for him, lowered my head, and said "drink in the face".

But Dugu Dye Che doesn't seem to have the intention of letting me go.

With a flick of my long arm, I fell into his arms.

"My night is so beautiful, and my face is flushed, and it is even more beautiful." The wicked, slender fingers reached into the long hair at the back of my head, and with a single force, my face reached under his lips.

"Hmm...... ......"The demon closed his eyes and enjoyed feeling the skin on my face with his lips.

I froze, my fists clenched.

Although this demon will have some outrageous actions before, it is only up to the point, and it is also within my tolerance.

But this scene made my heart beat wildly, and I couldn't bear it.

It's just that this is in his palace, and with my martial arts, I don't have to fight him at all.

I can only let the lips of evil linger on my face. As if that weren't enough, the demon's fingers went all the way down, and with a single pick of his fingers, he picked open the placket of my robe, revealing a large patch of skin on my shoulder.

"My nights are so tender. This king likes your budding age, half-ripe, very tempting......" said, lips and teeth all the way down, kissing my collarbone.

"Dugu Dye Che!" After all, I couldn't bear his teasing like this, and with a loud shout, I was about to push him away.

But where could I keep up with him, and in a moment, my hands fell into his hands and were clamped tightly.

Dugu Ran Che Feng's eyes picked: "It turns out that my night likes hard." ”