"You're welcome?" Facing Lu Fusang's red lips, AI477 sneered, mist appeared at the bottom of his eyes, and then his eyes wandered, and his slender fingers slowly climbed to Lu Fusang's shoulder.

"Huh?" Lu Fusang looked at the jade finger on his shoulder, and suddenly had a little charming. The thin fingers of the imperial sister seemed to be silk threads, wrapping her soul and hooking her to lean down under her.

Two inches, one inch, lips and teeth depend on each other......

Lu Fusang never thought that the taste of rouge would be so good.

'Hmm......' There was a soft sigh under him, which made Lu Fusang's cheeks change with it, and it was also a thin red.

"That's all it takes?" AI477 put his arms around Lu Fusang's waist, aimed at her eyes, and forcibly burned the person's emotional appearance into his mind.

Lu Fusang's shoulders seem to be extremely sensitive and can't be touched by others?

Like the leaves of the mimosa, the slightest touch makes it tremble.

"Imperial Sister ......" grabbed the hand on his shoulder, and Lu Fusang's face was a little annoyed.

"Huh?" AI477 glanced at Lu Fusang, "What's the matter with the imperial sister?" ”

"Widow...... Widow ......" Lu Fusang faced Fufeng's open eyes, but he couldn't say anything serious.

It was obvious that she had lightened the royal sister......

AI477 couldn't help but smile at the corners of her lips as helpless as a child in front of her. Then no one opened his shirt and took the hand of the woman in front of him to patrol in front of him.

Trying the warmth of his subordinates, Lu Fusang watched in amazement as his imperial sister pulled his skirt.

"Imperial Sister...... What are you? ”

"Shhhh Sister Huang, you have to feel the ...... with your heart" The soft words were embellished with Al477's Ying Ying smile, and her radiant eyes instantly fascinated Lu Fusang's eyes.

Lu Fusang let the man take her hand and caress the man's body. The delicate satin-like touch made Lu Fusang think of her royal husband in the boudoir. Can her royal husband show such charm on the couch?

Lu Fusang looked at Lu Fufeng's body trembling under her palm, she never thought that her imperial sister who preferred to be armed actually had a slender waist that could not be grasped.

I never thought that her royal sister, who likes to dance with knives and guns, can be like the catkins of late spring, swaying out of the shyness of the rain.

Al477 caters to Lu Fusang's hand, nimble as a water snake. Even though she could no longer see clarity in her eyes, she knew in her heart that such an action was in line with the host's wishes.

"Sister Huang, would you like to marry me?" AI477 looked at Lu Fusang's increasingly hazy eyes, and licked the tip of his tongue to Lu Fusang's jaw in a low voice.

"Marry...... Marry? Lu Fusang raised his head to bear the heat of the people under him, swallowing a few words in his throat, but he couldn't pour out.

"Imperial sister, widow...... The widow has an imperial husband ......" Lu Fusang's trembling whisper made Al477's head hurt a little. She knew it was the host who was distressed. Think about it, what could be a greater humiliation for a king than being forced to make peace?

"It's just a marriage." Al477 chuckled, and suddenly stepped forward to grab Lu Fusang's waist and invited her to his side.

When Lu Fusang got closer, Al477 became more and more arrogant, and directly overlapped the jade feet in one place, curling up the whole person into the empress's arms, "Fufeng will definitely help the imperial sister except him!" ”

"Hmm......" Lu Fusang listened to the imperial sister in his arms say some words of relief, frowned slightly, but did not answer.

The first is that the royal sister is in her arms, comfortable to hold, and the second is that the imperial husband she is talking about is not the fierce husband that the enemy country wants to send to the royal sister in her mouth. The eldest son of Cui Shangshu's family has been waiting for her for many years.

"Isn't the imperial sister still thinking about the little son of the Cui family?" Al477's eyes condensed, faintly a little angry, and was about to attack, but he found that Lu Fusang was floating in the sea of love, and then he rubbed the earlobes in front of him that were as bright as white jade, and said coquettishly, "Don't help the wind!" ”

"Don't...... Fufeng ...... Why is it not allowed to help the wind? Lu Fusang exhaled intermittently, and he didn't dare to be intimate with the person in his arms. She knows very well that playing with her sister is against the principles of heaven.

can leave like this, and it is warm and warm, and I can't let go.

Thinking of the dilemma, a string in Lu Fusang's heart suddenly broke.

When did you become so indecisive?

Hasn't she always cherished hegemony?

Lu Fusang let his chest rise and fall violently, and let the imperial sister's hand cross the neckline and slide downward.

She's crazy.

The thin sweat tempted her to move closer to the woman in her arms.

until you hold the softest part.

"Imperial Sister ......" A gentle trill in the arms made Lu Fusang's consciousness more and more confused. She frantically brushed the red beads on the mountain, and then turned back to linger on the mountain.

Like the white-flour steamed buns that have just come out of the imperial dining room? It seems to be softer.

Like a newly built bird's nest in early spring? It seems to be more evenly spread.

What does that look like?

Lu Fusang squinted, she didn't know either.

She just wanted to be in control until she got tired.

Or, she also wanted to sneak into the royal sister's clothes to see how their bodies could feel so much worse.

Lu Fusang was immersed in Luo Qi's dream and lost Jindu.

When her chest was cold, she realized that the buckle on the palace dress had been untied by the woman in her arms.

"Imperial sister, imperial sister is also willing to make you happy." Al477 pulled Lu Fusang's collar with one hand and put one finger on the corner of his lips. An innocent green look.

"This ......" With the loss of his teeth, Lu Fusang's heart trembled slightly, and he actually remembered Fufeng's words in his heart in an instant.

Marry, marry her?

Lu Fusang anxiously held the hand that had touched her and struggled to open her eyes.

When he saw that the person in his arms was already full of peach blossoms, he couldn't help but put a red mark on the neck of the person in his arms.

Messy movements, satin rubbing, ears and temples grinding.

Lu Fusang impatiently waved his hand to remove the shoulder strap of the person in his arms, but he heard the person in his arms 'giggling'.

"What's so ridiculous?" covered the round fragrant shoulders with her bare hands, and then looked at the person in her arms, only to feel that her eyebrows and eyes had turned into a pool of spring water, which was quite pitiful.

"Sister Xiaohuang is the one who helps the wind after all." Al477 lightly exerted a slight force on Lu Fusang's waist in Lu Fusang's arms, and pushed him to the couch again.

"Really?" Lu Fusang was made by Lu Fufeng's sudden movements, and there was a trace of clarity in his eyes, what did the imperial sister just say? Is she the royal sister after all?

"Cui Xiaogongzi should abide by his husband's way!" Al477 means that Lu Fusang has lost his prestige in court clothes. The green silk hanging on the couch decorated her side face with a bit of weakness.

Lu Fusang stared at the red lips one by one, he felt as charming as a poppy, but what came out of his mouth was all shocking words, "From today onwards, is it okay for the imperial sister to guard herself like jade for Fufeng?" ”