Xiao Yiran's crying in his dream woke up Wei Nan and Wei Dong. The two shook Xiao Yiran in the middle at the same time, and asked softly:

"Emperor, what's wrong with the Emperor?"

Xiao Yiran seemed to feel that Han Qi was shaking his body, and as his body was shaken, Xiao Yiran actually suppressed his crying, took the initiative to raise his face, and kissed his lips that were close at hand. It seems that he hasn't been intimate with Han Qi for a long time, and Xiao Yiran kissed very passionately for a while. Feeling that Han Qi was stunned for a moment, he began to cater to Xiao Yiran's initiative. Gradually, Xiao Yiran felt that Han Qi's kiss was a little stiff, and couldn't help but slowly open his eyes. When Xiao Yiran saw that the person in front of him was not Han Qi, but Wei Nan, he naturally stopped. He moved his face back slightly, and said softly to Wei Nan:

"I just dreamed."

Wei Nan didn't know how to answer, and stared blankly at the moonlight, the delicate and somewhat shy cheeks in front of him seemed to take a lot of effort to say four words.

"Emperor, I like it."

Xiao Yiran raised her hand and gently stroked Wei Nan's face, without speaking, at this time she already felt that there was a pair of hands on her chest, which was Wei Dong's big hand behind her. I don't know when, I have reached into my bra and held the two plump balls. The slightly upturned buttocks were also pushed up, and there was a hot feeling. Xiao Yiran's hand on his chest was pulled out, turned over, wrapped his hands around Wei Dong's neck, and took the initiative to kiss it.

In the hot kiss between the two, Xiao Yiran felt Wei Nan behind him cling to him, and the fiery Wei Jian reached in from behind, gently rubbing through the silk pants. And Weidong's Weijian also pressed hard against his lower abdomen. Xiao Yiran couldn't help but moan again and again. Xiao Yiran, who was forgetful, pulled Wei Nan's hand down on his chest and pressed it on top of the plumpness.

Wei Nan rubbed it for a while, slowly pulled the ribbon off Xiao Yiran's shoulder, and moved Xiao Yiran's shoulder to let her lie on her back. Wei Dong's lips never left Xiao Yiran's warm lip flap, and Wei Nan buried his head and held a little blush on Xiao Yiran's chest. The feeling of numbness instantly spread all over Xiao Yiran's body. She couldn't tell whose hand was in her silk pants. It just felt like it wasn't a hand reaching in.

Xiao Yiran knew that it was already muddy.

Xiao Yiran didn't realize that his hands had already held Wei Nan and Wei Dong's Wei Jian in his hands for some time, and he was even gently stroking. When a finger was plunged deep into the mud, bringing Xiao Yiran a violent stimulus, Xiao Yiran's only remaining trace of reason reacted. Push away Wei Nan who was lying on his chest, and turn his head slightly to avoid Wei Dong's greedy sucking. Then he pulled out the two thugs who had reached into the silk trousers, and said softly to the two:

"I'm not ready to have a baby."

Knowing that Wei Dong and Wei Nan must have been tormented by physiological reactions at this time, Xiao Yiran motioned for the two to lie down, stretched out his slender jade hand again, and held their Wei Jian one by one, playing with them quickly and slowly, until two hot juices spurted out, and the three of them hugged each other and fell asleep.

When dawn came, Xiao Yiran did not wake up. This is the first time that Xiao Yiran has overslept since he was reborn. Xiao Yiran was woken up by Wei Dong and Wei Nan getting up, because Xiao Yiran had been holding Wei Jian of the two. Looking at the tall backs of Wei Dong and Wei Nan who walked out of the door, Xiao Yiran's face warmed up slightly. Lying lazily, thinking about what happened in the night, Xiao Yiran fell asleep again in a daze. It wasn't until the third shot in the sun that he got up under the service of Mei Lan Zhuju.

The second night was the sleeping of Wei Xi and Wei Bei. Xiao Yiran took the initiative to kiss, which made the two excited, but the two did not naturally touch Xiao Yiran's body like Wei Dong and Wei Nan. Under the guidance of Xiao Yiran, they let go of the awe in their hearts and caressed each other. Xiao Yiran still treated Wei Nan and Wei Dong as he did, and let the two of them erupt in his jade hands, so as to end the somewhat suffocating lingering.

Xiao Yiran is really not psychologically prepared for childbirth. When Wei Shuang's dexterous hands allowed Xiao Yiran to get the first peak feeling after being reborn, although he never let them enter his body, he began to allow them to further satisfy their ** with their mouths and tongues.

The night was beautiful, and Xiao Yiran became more delicate and beautiful under the nourishment of the love of the sixteen guards. And the sixteen guards really regarded Xiao Yiran, the high-ranking emperor, as their real woman, and since then they have been taking care of her day and night.

The changes in Xiao Yiran's body were so obvious that the hearts of the elders of the Council of Elders gradually relaxed. For a long time, although they didn't know why, they knew that their great emperor had never had a relationship with the sixteen guards, and they had been worried about it. The continuation of the clan must be based on the continuation of the patriarch. Without a patriarch who is respected by the whole clan and a successor to the patriarch, it is difficult for the clan to grow and grow smoothly.

Xiao Yiran gradually let go of his reserve, and the sixteen guards gradually let go of the awe in their hearts, and every night was extraordinarily charming. Siu Yat-ran often compares their skills in his mind. Wei Shuang's hands are the most dexterous, and Wei Wen's tongue is the most popular. Wei Nan likes his breasts the most, and sucks greedily like a hungry baby. Xiao Yiran also likes to kiss the two points on their chests that are hard, like beans.

This day is the day when Wei Wen and Wei Wu go to bed. As soon as it got dark, Xiao Yiran was a little expectant. When the three of them face each other in the bedroom, they don't need any words, and everything seems to come naturally. Xiao Yiran's silky long skirt was gently untied by Wei Wen and hung on the wall on one side, while Wei Wu gently took off the silk bra for Xiao Yiran. They all knew that their emperor was not ready, so no one would take the initiative to untie the emperor's silk shorts.

The caresses of each other seem to always make people feel uncomfortable. Wei Wu habitually sat Xiao Yiran on his crossed legs, and the two kissed with their heads sideways. Wei Wu sucked out Xiao Yiran's fragrant tongue hard, circled it in his mouth, and savored it. His hands wrapped around Xiao Yiran's chest and rubbed them gently.

Wei Wen also seemed to know that his kiss could bring endless enjoyment to the emperor, without guidance, his hands were slightly forced, and the emperor's legs were slightly apart, and he naturally bowed his head. Start with the delicate oily skin on both sides, and move inch by in. Every touch of the tip of his tongue would bring the emperor a slight tremble, which was the greatest encouragement to Wei Wen.

Wei Wen kept trying, and he didn't stop until he got a violent contraction from the emperor and a hot stream of liquid. Kneeling lightly to the emperor's side, letting the emperor hold his Weijian, Wei Wen gently closed his eyes and began to enjoy the intoxicating tingle coming from there.