Chu Yao was stunned, and was frightened by Su Zhimo's sudden move.

The feeling of hanging in the air made her a little flustered, and subconsciously, she hooked Su Zhimo's neck, and her other hand was still tightly gripping the fabric on his shoulder.

Noticing her small movements, Su Zhimo chuckled in a low voice, and his voice was nice and tight.

She was a little ashamed and wanted to let go of her hand, but there was nowhere to put it.

Su Zhimo teased her, and the arm that held her back and leg socket loosened, so frightened that Chu Yao immediately hooked his neck, and his head nested in his neck socket.

The gentle breath sprayed on his neck, a little itchy, but also a little unbearable.

There was a woman's unique smell in the nose.

Su Zhimo's breath stagnated, feeling that he had played too much.

Blood churned all over his body.

The Adam's apple rolled up and down, and she lowered her eyes to look at the woman nestled in her neck socket, and her pale and shiny lips came into view.

The small nose is delicate and cute.

The thick eyelashes fluttered slightly, like the wings of a butterfly slightly stirred, sultry and seductive.

Su Zhimo's breathing became heavier and heavier, and he staggered his gaze and looked at the big bed that had been specially changed, his eyes sank.

Chu Yao felt the tightness of the man's body, and seemed to sense that his actions were inappropriate, and hurriedly wanted to break free, "Your Majesty, the concubines can go by themselves." ”

Su Zhimo's eyes were slightly gloomy, he looked at the closed lips, took a deep breath, stared at it tightly, and his voice was very hoarse: "I am reluctant to let go." ”

As he spoke, the strength on his arm increased.

She couldn't break free.

Chu Yao: ......

What does the Dog Emperor want to do?

She just expressed her trust as an ally to Su Zhimo, didn't he misunderstand something?

Chu Yao was seriously thinking of a way.

How not to hurt the dignity of the Dog Emperor, and how to kick him out of Ninghe Palace.

Su Zhimo looked at Chu Yao's good-looking peach blossom eyes, and knew what the hell she was thinking.

He smiled softly, hugged her and tossed her upside down, "These days, it seems to be heavier." ”

But it's still light.

It didn't take much strength to pick her up.

In the past two years, she has suffered a lot, and she blames him for his carelessness and self.

Su Zhimo strode away with his long legs, and soon he was already on the edge of the bed, leaned over slightly, and gently put Chu Yao on it.

Chu Yao, who finally landed, finally had a settlement in his heart, and as soon as he raised his head, he wanted to look at Su Zhimo, but when he was banging, he saw Su Zhimo's bony hands stretched out.

Slender fingers unbuttoned her shirt like carved works of art.

One after another.

Chu Yao was stunned, and when she reacted, her robe had already been taken off by Su Zhimo.

He was helping her loosen her clothes with his own hands.

At the end of the outer robe, there is the long skirt inside.

"Your Majesty, this ......" Chu Yao hurriedly grabbed Su Zhimo's hand that was about to continue the murder.

She was a little overwhelmed with fright.

Serving the emperor was her duty as a concubine, but now it is the opposite.

What's more, if the emperor is really strong and asks her to sleep, she will ...... There is no reason to refuse.

She is the queen, he is the emperor, and she has two children between her and him.

Even though she knew this, she still couldn't accept it in her heart.

Now she is not a twenty-five-year-old Chu Yao, and she has no feelings between men and women for Su Zhimo for the time being.

Her palm was cold, and she looked down at the hand she was holding, and the temperature of a man came from the palm of her hand, which was a little hot.

She was stunned for a moment, and before she could make the next move, her hand was already held by the man's backhand.