There was a slight pain under him, Murong Xue snorted, he was a little sober, and his brows couldn't help frowning. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

It's not the first time, but every time I start it, I feel a slight pain.

At this time, Xiahou Mobing slammed her lips and swallowed the sound she made into her stomach completely, but the originally rough movements were gentle.

"It's tight, Cher...... Don't be nervous, relax...... Take it easy and obediently let your husband in......"

Between the four lips, there was a gentle voice of Xiahou Mobing that could drip water, as mellow as fine wine, and it seemed a little depressing, Xue'er's place was too small, too narrow, and his was too big, every time before he went in, he was not very comfortable, half stuck there, but when he got used to it, he wanted to drift away.

Xiahou Mobing was sweating on his forehead, but his consciousness reminded him that he couldn't hurt Xue'er by taking his time.

Murong Xue looked at the sweat on Xiahou Mobing's forehead, hooked her lips and smiled, reached out to pull down his neck, reached out to brush away the suppressed sweat on his forehead, kissed his ear, and exhaled like an orchid, "Mo, I'm fine......"

After receiving her response, Xiahou Mobing couldn't bear it anymore......

On the bright red brocade couch, the hair of the two is tightly entangled, regardless of you and me.

One after another, the low moaning and shallow drinking, the irrepressible low roar, the room was full of emotion.

Hibiscus tent, boundless spring. The unbearable roar, the affectionate murmur slowly melted in the thick night, outside the big red rhombus window, the flowers outside the window trembled and spit out the stamens, with the night breeze drifting, the moonlight poured, leaving a room charming.

In the early morning of the next day, in addition to the excitement after the wedding, the entire East Palace exuded a peaceful and peaceful atmosphere, the breeze carried a burst of cheerful birdsong, and the smell of fireworks remained in the air.

The morning light was faint, and through the layers of red veils permeated into the Snow Ink Palace, the hair of the two people who hugged each other tightly on the bed covered with a big red mandarin duck brocade quilt was entangled, regardless of you and me.

Xiahou Mobing's eyebrows moved, a pair of sharp dark eyes slowly opened, and the first time he glanced at the person hanging on him, the corners of his mouth curved a beautiful arc, Xue'er was finally his, inside and out, his knuckled fingers picked up her sweat-soaked hair, and touched her cheek.

After a night of passion, Murong Xue's face was crimson, crystal clear, the red cherry mouth also opened a thin slit, and the unclear breath slowly overflowed the lip flap, the confused sleeping face completely faded away from the coldness of the day, exuding a fatal temptation, feeling the smooth touch like silk between the fingers, Xiahou Mobing's throat slid up and down with difficulty, just by looking at it, there was an immediate reaction on his body.

Of course, now, how could he treat himself badly, as soon as he fished out his strong arms, he turned over with his arms around Murong Xue, and continued to fight.

"Ah, Xiahou Mobing, you get down for me immediately......"

Murong Xue had just fallen asleep, and when she slept until Zhengxiang, she was woken up by the man on her body again, and punched him on his sturdy back.

"Cher's ......"

Xiahou Mobing grabbed her hand, put it to her mouth and kissed it provocatively, then slammed it on top of her head, looked at Murong Xue's eyelids that opened and closed, raised her eyebrows and smiled: "It's okay, Xue'er, you continue to sleep, I'll do it alone." ”

Murong Xue was angry, opened her eyes suddenly, and looked at the smiling man in front of her, she really wanted to strangle him, if he had the ability, he would really come alone, don't touch her.

After tossing all night, she was sore, but the man on her body became more and more courageous, and even in the end, she begged for mercy without backbone, and he didn't let her go, it was really a shame and a shame.

Thinking of this, Murong Xue gritted her teeth, flipped her hands, her body shrank strangely, like a loach, and instantly slipped out of Xiahou Mobing's body, a seemingly neat twist, Murong Xue was wrapped in a thin silk quilt, turned over, just stood still, and immediately gasped again, damn it, it hurts, her whole body seems to be falling apart.

In a blink of an eye, there was no figure under him, Xiahou Mobing raised his eyebrows in surprise, and turned his head to glance at Murong Xue, what kind of kung fu is this, kung fu in bed?

The smile at the corner of Yin Hong's mouth did not change, Xiahou Mobing stretched out his big palm, slammed his hand, grabbed Xiahou Mobing's quilt, and looked down.

"Touching ......"

Murong Xue wanted to move to the other side to continue sleeping, but he was pulled violently, and her legs were weak, and she fell on Xiahou Mobing Chiguo's chest with a bang, and she was instantly hugged by him, and the sheets on her body also wanted to fall off for a while.

I could only hear Xiahou Mobing's breathing tight, his eyes narrowed dangerously, and a strange smile hung on the corner of his mouth, "It turns out that Xue'er likes this posture......"

The magnetic and hoarse voice can be heard by anyone.

Murong Xue was angry, her eyes were cold, her slender white arm suddenly wrapped around his neck, stretched out her hand, held his head, lowered her head and pressed his lips violently, tossing and sucking, biting viciously, making you arrogant, making you proud, calling you an old bully!

Xiahou Mobing was stunned again, but quickly reacted, since Xue'er took the initiative to send it to the door, then what was he polite.

The dark eyes were full of tenderness, Xiahou Mobing enjoyed accepting the soft lips she took the initiative to send, his strong arms wrapped around her waist, leaned her towards him suddenly, clasped the back of her head with one hand, rolled over, and firmly pressed her under him, Murong Xue was not to be outdone, and with a bite of her silver teeth, she also turned over.

The person was replaced again, and he looked at Xiahou Mobing condescendingly, and the corners of his red mouth bent.

Xiahou Mobing finally understood now, this little guy originally had the idea, but it was a matter of a man's dignity, anything could be made to her, this can't be allowed, smiled in a low voice, shackled her shoulders with both hands, and slammed hard.

In a blink of an eye, the posture changed to male and female again.

You come and go, no one will give in, early in the morning, the two of them are on the bed bar, in the end, the two are even fighting the internal force, in the hall, even the vase bookshelves in the distance, were shaken and swayed.

"Squeak-bump-bump-clatter-"

Even the rosewood bed, which was so sturdy, made a sound that seemed to be about to fall apart.

The corners of Mo Yi's mouth outside the hall twitched wildly, and everyone stood a few feet away, and they could still hear such a loud sound, early in the morning, why was it louder than last night's noise, this piece was going to lift the roof.

Mo Yi gave a thumbs up in his heart, seeing that His Royal Highness always looked cold and noble, but he didn't expect that when he met the crown princess, he immediately turned into a hungry wolf, His Royal Highness is His Royal Highness, that is really brave. (To be continued.) )