98. 【98】 Wife, remember the taste of the moon

"Presumptuous, Zisang Langyue, you dare to do such a thing to me!" Both hands and legs were tied by men, and at this moment, he even stripped off his clothes, exposing her to his eyes in this way, Qian Wenxuan only felt ashamed, unprecedented shame.

has been in this female kingdom for ten years, and Qian Wenxuan, a man in this time and space, also has a certain understanding, but she has never seen a person like this man in front of her, and she really doubts whether he is a person from the female kingdom.

"Zi Sang Langyue! Don't forget who you are! You hurry up and let go of me" Qian Wenxuan, even if she was sluggish, she knew that this man was sneaking into his house in the middle of the night and tying himself up like this, what was he trying to do? The anger and firmness flickering in his phoenix eyes made Qian Wenxuan's heart gradually cold, she was full of knowledge, but she was useless in front of this man.

"Langyue just remembers his identity like this, but it's you, the wife, you have a really bad memory!" Zisang Langyue's charming phoenix eyes [temptation] [confusion] stared at Qian Wenxuan completely, and the dangerous light flashing in them made people dare not look directly. As he spoke, his slender and slender fingers gently began to explore from the collarbone, and slowly descended, coming to the front of Qianwenxuan's towering twin peaks, the phoenix eyes turned dark, and the big palm firmly held the softness, covering it in the palm, and gently pressed.

"Hmm!" Qianwenxuan bit her lip violently, her body straightened instantly, and she held back the voice she blurted out into her mouth, the sensitivity of this female venerable woman's body was really beyond her conjecture, and she wanted to move her body to escape from the man's touch, however, her hands and feet were firmly tied, and the whole person was like fish on the chopping board, letting the man do whatever he wanted. If she let others know that the powerful Prime Minister was actually tied to the bed by a man and treated like this, then she really had no face to see.

Looking at Qianwenxuan's forbearance appearance, the corners of Zisang Langyue's mouth hooked slightly, her charming eyes smiled with satisfaction, and her magical fingers twisted the softness in her hand softly and slowly, and Qianwenxuan's face finally gradually reddened under such a caressing, and her whole body gradually showed pink, which was charming and abnormal.

One of Zisang Langyue's big hands caressed Qianwenxuan's chest, and the other also quietly spread downward, slashing between Qianwenxuan's legs, and the unhurried and extremely provocative speed made Qianwenxuan stiffen, as if he was waiting for a death row prisoner to be executed, which could not be described as a torment. Qian Wenxuan bit her lip tightly, she couldn't speak, she was afraid that once she opened her mouth, it would be a voice that would make her ashamed, feeling Zisang Langyue's palm invading the bottom, she could only [clamp] [tight] [double] [legs], staring at him with both eyes. "Zisang Langyue, do you really want to insult me like this?"

"What the wife said, Rongyue is obviously loving you!" Zisang Langyue's blazing breath sprayed over, her red lips pressed down fiercely, and her tongue suddenly opened between Qian Wenxuan's lips, poked in, and rolled her tongue fiercely and danced together.

"Hmm, hmm!" Qianwenxuan only felt that the air in his mouth was about to be drained by him, and the fierce tongue poked into his mouth violently, entangled with his tongue, even if she tried to dodge, it was useless, from his movements, Qianwenxuan felt his anger, he suppressed the anger all night, and he had been enduring the anger.

Zisang Langyue squinted her eyes, the big hand on her chest did not stop stroking, her fingers touched the ruddy dots, the corners of her mouth hooked up a wicked smile, and she pinched it fiercely, and her lips left just right, Qian Wenxuan only felt that a burst of electricity came from her chest, hitting her brain directly, making her cry out uncontrollably.

A satisfied smile hung on the corner of the man's mouth, and his phoenix eyes looked at Qian Wenxuan with a full face, "The wife is always so hard-mouthed, she says no, but her body is very honest!" Zisang Langyue muttered, and her fingers began to torture that point to her heart's content, Qian Wenxuan was like a lamb on a nail at the moment, and she only had the share of being slaughtered. She felt that she was about to die of shame, she had never been so ashamed in two lifetimes, not to mention being [picked] [light], and tied up in such a shameful posture.

One after another delicate moans came from behind the bed curtain, an itchy and unbearable lust slowly spread out, Qian Wenxuan was a little involuntary at the moment, her motionless body had no choice but to bear the baptism of lust, except to feel the intoxicating torture, her reason began to become erratic, her eyes were clouded, she could no longer suppress the voice in her throat, and her beautiful and abnormal face was covered with a touch of coquettishness at this moment, which made Zisang Langyue feel hot and unbearable.

The fingers that were playing between the legs had already rushed into Qianwenxuan's body, tossing and fiddling, exploring unknown areas, and Qianwenxuan's body gave the most honest response, feeling more and more wetness flowing from below, Zisang Langyue's waist suddenly squeezed in, and the hardness that the man was already ready to go against the most vulnerable place of the woman's body.

Qianwenxuan bit her lip tightly, no matter what the man did, she resolutely remained silent, and there were waves of numbness from the depths of her body, making her weak, knowing that she couldn't stop him, Qianwenxuan closed her eyes resignedly, but there was a burst of bitterness in her heart, she didn't reject Zisang Langyue, nor did she hate him, and even he had a very low position in her heart, but she still didn't like to be treated like this, but this man's strength and possessiveness seemed to be innate, Even if he gets bruised all over his body, he will not bow his head, compromise, and soften, which is something that this man will never learn.

The lower bodies of the two are intimately overlapped together, Qianwenxuan's legs are tied tightly by Zi Sang Langyue from both sides, everything is at a glance, staring at Qianwen Xuan's smooth body, Zi Sang Langyue seems to be a beast that wants to go crazy, his bewitching face has a trace of madness, Qian Wenxuan closed her eyes at the moment, not looking at the body that made her embarrassed, and the shameful posture. She was sure that in the whole world, only his son Sang Langyue would tie up his wife like this......

"Wife, remember the smell of the moon." Zisang Langyue was about to rush into this body with all his strength, when an eager voice suddenly came from outside the door-

"Master, the emperor is urgently summoned!"

After getting out of the carriage, a cool breeze blew, Qian Wenxuan tightened her clothes, and was a little glad that for the first time, she was so grateful for the call to Xuanyuan Ranmo.

"My lord, this is the medicine prescribed by the imperial doctor, the emperor is afraid that you will catch a cold late at night, so you should take it first."

Qian Wenxuan glanced at the medicine in the female officer's hand, and thought that she was indeed very cold, and if she caught a cold, it would be worth the loss, so she didn't think much about it, Qian Wenxuan took the pill in the female officer's hand and ate it, but ignored the light that flashed in the female officer's eyes.

"Let's go." After taking the medicine, Qian Wenxuan raised her feet and walked forward, however, just after taking a few steps, a dizziness suddenly came, and her body went limp as soon as she became weak.

Seeing that the person fainted, the female official immediately helped Qian Wenxuan up, and hurriedly said: "My lord, don't blame the slave, the slave is also forced to be helpless." ”

Hot, hot, numb, unusually numb.

This is the second time that Qianwenxuan has felt this feeling of powerlessness today, however, this time the feeling is stronger than before, I don't know how many times, I feel that my whole person is about to burn, the feeling of prostration of [desire] [begging] [no] [full] lingers in her heart again and again, making her hungry and thirsty, and her mind is not yet sober, she doesn't know how to explain this strange feeling, the answer is on her lips, and she wants to come out, but she can't always catch it.

Qian Wenxuan felt that her body was bound, as if she was in a silk net, she couldn't break free from the extremely uncomfortable, she tried to twist her body, trying to relieve the sensation coming from her body, the air was surrounded by unfamiliar smells, this uneasy feeling made her brows furrow tightly, looking very painful.

Trying to open a slit, Qian Wenxuan's eyes closed tiredly again, man, it was a man, although she only opened it with a small slit, but she still saw a man.

The fine white silk brocade was obediently worn on his slender body, and his big black and white eyes made his face look so innocent, and his long black hair was neatly draped behind him, and his skin was as flawless as white jade...... Who is he? Why is it so familiar that you can't think of his name? ――

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