After finishing speaking, when she saw the curtain, the old woman unexpectedly played all kinds of panicked and meaningless hand shadows, and actually laughed.

Unexpectedly, Calabis also laughed, he looked back at the funny figure of the old maid who kept shrugging his shoulders and spreading his hands, and then said to Adiana, "I thought I went to the wrong room, or you were wrong." ”

Adiana, who was looking up at him, reflected the softness of the starlight in her eyes, and said, "That's right, a long time ago, I was wrong, very wrong. ”

"A long time ago, how long ago?"

"Don't ask that dull question anymore." Then Adiana stood on tiptoe and kissed Calabis, they kissed naturally, Adiona felt that her body was getting softer and softer, as if the thorns all over her body were automatically removed, and they were blown away by the soft wind, and some things did not need to be taught deliberately, she quickly gently bit the pierced earlobes of Calabis, and then she stretched out her ivory arms and wrapped them around the neck of the ear pot, and gestured to the old maid, who nodded hurriedly, and hurriedly removed the lantern hanging on the shelf, didn't even say goodbye, and hurriedly left the room, leaving the whole room only the hazy starlight surging around.

"This is the fourth time you've been stupid, Adian." Calabis gently picked up the kitten-like queen.

"Make no mistake, amphora, I'm the queen here, I'm thankful to you, you know?" But when Adiana's little mouth was blocked by Calabis's still hard beard, she could no longer be arrogant, and she was so docile that she was put down on the bed. Her long chestnut hair was like a satin spread under her fair little body. Hands in a gesture of surrender. She was held down hard by the calabis above, and then her legs were brutally pushed away by the legs of Calabis, she had a kind of sweet panic, and the old maid's advice flashed in her mind, but the attempt to exhort Calabis to be more gentle was shattered by the "quick attack tactics" of the savage Roman legionary envoy, because Calabis basically still retained the habit of sharing a bed with Porti, Adiana raised her chin and neck, and shouted tremblingly. Her eighteen-year-old life was scorched by the heat, and tears flowed horizontally and even seeped into her ears.

Calabis visibly felt the stabbing of the princess's pink legs trembling in pain, and the novice was instinctively shrinking his defense, only to realize that what he had just done was too stormy, and he let go of his hands, "You bastard, you are even more bastard than those Roman soldiers from the slums!" Adiana cried. He tilted his face and choked up.

Calabis apologized. Kissing the salty tears from the corners of Adiana's eyes and cheeks, and then holding her face again, gently kissing her eyelashes and eyelids, Adiana began to blur again, and also met the envoy's kiss with her lips, the tip of her nose and neck, and when Calabis slowly and gently slashed into the waves again, she just frowned and grabbed Calabis's hair with both hands and rubbed it wildly, and slowly, she felt that under the lapping of this receding blazing waves, she was the breakwater of a noble woman, Like chastity, it begins to collapse and disintegrate.

"A true aristocratic woman never calls on the bed." This was the advice of the old maid before, and she had heard the women of the court say this more than once, and whoever did this would be treated like a secret prostitute of the current class, but she was crazy enough just to have sex with this amphora who had been a military slave, wasn't it?

Finally, when Calabis got up again, crossed her hands and grabbed her, and under the wave of impact, Adiana's soft and small breasts squeezed out by her arms began to ripple, and saw the cute and lovely "Wheat Mangjian" swaying up and down, and lowered her head and gently bit from side to side: Adiana finally rode away on the road of collapse and indulgence - she couldn't help but moan.

Not only groaned, but also got bigger and bigger, more and more out of breath, many eunuchs and maids in front of the bronze door blushed, lying in front of the crack of the door to peep, imagining the incomparably beautiful scene behind the thick copper door.

Calabis finally gave up his gentleness and thoughtfulness, and his hideous face in the Acropolis was exposed, he held the princess half-lying on the couch, and then lifted one of her thriving legs, put it on his shoulder, and pressed her other one, the panting princess was squeezed into a ball of humiliation, and her delicate body stretched back and forth like kneading flour, but what made her even more ashamed was that when her hands grabbed the sheets like drowning, she was able to see from top to bottom, clearly and clearly where the two continued to merge violently, Take in the unobstructed view under the clear starlight.

"Damn who said he would be exhausted, gentle" But the noble Queen Euberenia had no mind to think too much about it, and when Calabis put her finger to her lips, she didn't resist it, half-open her starry eyes, pulled her chestnut hair behind her ears, opened her little mouth full of saliva, and licked it unwillingly, an action that finally made Adiana the victor of Zuihou, and the carabis who was so entertained almost exploded in her narrow and rugged "famous weapon".

The queen of Eubertenia almost cried out, her delicate body hot and undulating as if it were a beautiful struggling fish doused in boiling water. At this time, the maids and eunuchs outside the bronze gate also let out a faint breath, took out the hands hidden under the clothes, and hurriedly dispersed, after all, they had come here to eavesdrop at the risk of being executed and severely punished.

"How does it feel?"

"It's almost like fighting on the battlefield, the two sides are selfless and devoted, constantly fighting fiercely with reserve forces as bargaining chips, zuihou is unconsciously intoxicated, and the moment of victory or defeat is welcomed, either climbing to the top in the glory of victory, or sinking forever in the bitterness of defeat." After Adiana made a "testimonial" that almost made the Legion envoy laugh, she thrust Calabis to the side, indicating that she had no intention of saying anything more, and that she would rather enjoy the numbness and pain that kept pouring in until her mind burned to the ground, and only a slight gasp was left in the entire inner chamber.

After a while, the Legion's hands passed under her armpits again, and gently hugged her from behind, kissing the back of her neck and back, and her consciousness returned to the tide, so she turned and wrapped the two together with a blanket, and after kissing sweetly, she bathed in the colored light of the morning and the starry night, and fell into a deep sleep. (To be continued......)