Chapter 17: Has the King of Hecheng Been Touched Here?
Is it a little sluggish after drinking? Didn't even notice being followed? The tern was covered by a black shadow and pressed hard in the dark behind the rockery, the tern raised his hand to split, the black shadow martial arts did not low block the hand knife, and then one hand pulled to the tern's belt, this time the tern was startled and quickly stopped blocking.
"It's me."
"Prince Twilight?! What are you doing here? ”
Twilight Ao approached forward, holding the rockery with both hands to trap the tern between his body and the rockery, and the tern stiffened all over, "King Hecheng, do you like men?" ”
“……”
Twilight got a little closer, and found that the person in front of her was already trembling with fright, and a smell as cool as Princess Qingyue made Twilight lose her mind and frown. Secretly smiling in his heart, his lips were close to the tern's closed peach lips, and he spit a sexy breath and said with a teasing voice, "Does King Hecheng like that dancing girl just now?" ”
“……”
Twilight pinched the tern's chin with one hand and forced him to look at herself, "Then why does King Hecheng blush when I kiss him?" If you want him, I'll tie him up and send you immediately, I didn't touch him. ”
"No need."
"King Hecheng doesn't want him?"
"I don't want to." The tern turned his face away, avoiding Twilight's arrogant eyes.
"Does King Hecheng want to be down?"
The tern looked back at Twilight with a pair of frightened eyes, only to see that Twilight's eyes sank, and the hand holding the man's chin was surprisingly strong, and he held the tern into his arms with one hand. Then Twilight kissed the tern violently, and her tongue invaded the man's mouth, rolled up the other party's soft tongue, and kept plundering and sucking, and licking every place emotionally.
"Hmm......"
Twilight's hands were like iron pincers that kept the tern moving, and a strange stream of heat rose and ran inside the man. The tern felt Twilight's hand groping dishonestly on her body, and her body shivered, and this Twilight seemed to be ...... Check for yourself!
"The smell on King Hecheng is the same as that of Princess Qingyue."
"Let go of me."
"Oh? It's all men, what are you afraid of? Or does King Hecheng have feelings for me? ”
"You ......"
The tern suddenly felt like he was groping strangely with one hand of Twilight through the fabric. His trembling hands grabbed Twilight's wrists, his face full of horror and pleading.
"Has King Hecheng ever been touched here?"
The tern shook his head in a panic, and the man smiled narrowly, his lips close to the tern's earlobe and gently took it into his mouth. The tern felt something poke at her lower abdomen, and her proud snort sprayed the tern's red cheeks.
"You...... Stop it. ”
Then Twilight picked up a strand of the tern's long hair, took it in her mouth, and licked and licked it and played in circles between her fingers.
"You're seducing me."
Teased by the words of shame, the tern was at a loss for a moment and did not know how to answer. Twilight stopped stroking, her fingers stroking the tern's slightly swollen red lips before reaching into the man's mouth and pressing her soft tongue.
"Hmm!"
The tern was flushed and oozed fine beads of sweat, his hair was stuck in his temples, and he hummed patiently with a seductive mouth. Twilight gently sucked on the tern's neck, and her fingers reached in and out of the man's mouth, panting low and spraying hot air on the tern's neck.
"King Hecheng, do you know what you look like now?"
Suddenly seeing some tears in the corners of the man's eyes, Twilight was taken aback. Did you bully him like this? Those good-looking fawn-like eyes are not for aggrieved tears. Thinking of this, Twilight took the movement of her hand and gently held the tern's cheek, leaving a tender kiss on the man's forehead.
“…… It's reckless. ”
As he spoke, Twilight helped the tern gently comb her clothes and smooth her long hair. sighed lightly, there was a little remorse, even if he couldn't hold it anymore, he still couldn't hurt the person in his arms.