―― A strange look appeared on Qian Wenxuan's face again, and she forced herself to shout: "Dye Mo." As the words fell, he walked out as if fleeing from the plague, looking at her avoidance of herself like a snake and scorpion, Xuanyuan Ranmo's face sank, her figure flashed, and her slender and powerful arms surrounded Qianwenxuan.

Looking at the hand across her waist, Qianwenxuan's pupils shrank, a touch of disbelief flashed in her eyes, and her expression was fully visible, Xuanyuan Ran Mo smiled evilly: "Aiqing is really disobedient." Qianwenxuan only felt that her body flew backwards uncontrollably, and in the next second, her body was heavy, and when she raised her head, the whole person had been pressed against the bed by her.

A look of horror appeared on Qian Wenxuan's face, "Emperor, Emperor......"

With a chuckle, Xuanyuan Ranmo buried his head low, and stopped about a centimeter away from Qian Wenxuan, "Aiqing, I don't like my things to be touched." ”

Qian Wenxuan turned her head and coldly looked at Xuanyuan Ranmo's eyes, "Chen understands." As he spoke, he pushed him hard, but he couldn't shake him at all, and then, he heard his unique lazy voice coming, "If Aiqing wants it, you can come to me, but you are not allowed to touch others." ”

Hearing this, Qianwenxuan was stunned, the hand that was pushing Xuanyuan Ranmo also stopped at his neckline, his eyes were open without focus, looking for her, what are you looking for her? Is she afraid that she will go to Raning again, and she is afraid of her identity as the prime minister, so she is so compromised?

"The emperor can rest assured, the ministers will not exceed the rules." Qian Wenxuan looked at Xuanyuan Ranmo's eyes and said word by word.

"Really?" Xuanyuan Ran Mo's eyes looked at Qian Wenxuan with radiant eyes, and he was a little embarrassed by his burning eyes, coupled with the direction of the two of them at this time, it was really not between the monarch and the minister, not to mention, it was still two women.

Looking at the flushed face of the person under him, Xuanyuan Ran Mo hooked the corners of his mouth in a good mood, he seemed to enjoy forcing her to break the effort, and an expression other than cold appeared on his face. Glancing at the soft wattle she stopped at her neckline, Xuanyuan Ranmo lowered her head slightly, as if it was an instinctive reaction, and without any thought, she took Qian Wenxuan's fingertips into it, and tried her best to [suck] [suck] [suck].

A burning slight pain from her fingertips pulled Qian Wenxuan back from her thoughts, and just when she came back to her senses, what she saw was Xuanyuan Ranmo's evil face enlarged in front of her eyes, her red lips sucking her fingers, and she could even feel the tip of his tongue licking her fingertips.

"Ahh

Xuanyuan Ranmo slowly straightened up, and looked at Qian Wenxuan with silky eyes: "What's wrong with Aiqing, is she uncomfortable?" ”――

I don't seem to have written much about Ran Qianqing and Su Yu recently! It's a sin, and when he finished writing about the evil Xuanyuan Dye, he wrote those two goods