She didn't hurt at all.

Although she was a woman, she didn't feel the slightest pain in her body.

Instead, it's the Sanskrit sound under him......

The holy and gentle eyebrows and eyes frowned slightly, as if they were enduring some pain, and the peach blossom lips were pursed into a straight line, faintly white.

Could it be—

In the red-sleeved country where women are supreme, men and women have good sex, and it is ...... who bear the pain Man?

Fenghua is blessed with a spiritual heart.

The movements are gentle.

The girl was slightly wet with ink and green silk between her cheeks and black sideburns, her phoenix eyes were flowing with light, and she kissed the red peach blossom lips of Sanskrit lovingly, and said in a coaxing tone: "If it hurts, you can bite me, don't hurt yourself." ”

“……”

Red makeup.

He shouted inwardly.

In the palm of his hand, the last smooth and round ebony bead was released and slid down.

Sanskrit finally took the initiative to raise her slender hand and caress the girl's naked and graceful back......

It's so beautiful that it makes my heart tremble.

Breath entanglement.

The holy monk who sank into this bone-eroding lingering, his peach blossom lips overflowed with a fragmented light gasp: "Red makeup ......"

[Ding!] The target character Sanskrit Yin, friendship +10, strategy completion 65! ］

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One night, how many times did it.

I can't remember the elegance.

Relying on the strong strength and physique of the female respect country, she bullied people to her heart's content.

When it was almost dawn, the phoenix couch was in a mess.

Fenghua got up and took it upon himself to change out the crumpled and wet purple silk sheets, so that he could fall asleep with Sanskrit sounds.

The white robe and the purple phoenix robe fell on the cool obsidian ground under the bed, overlapping messily.

The ebony Buddha beads rolled all over the place, and when the female official in Tsing Yi pushed the door in, she almost stepped on one and fell.

When I looked closely, I found ...... Isn't this the Buddhist beads of the Sanskrit Sangha?

Xiangni's eyebrows jumped slightly, looking at the ebony Buddha beads, and faintly gave birth to a feeling of shock.

Carefully avoid the scattered Buddha beads, and walk in lightly.

I saw that the red luan tent was put down, and the clothes under the bed were messy, and there was an ambiguity.

The purple phoenix robe was the one worn by the empress, and the white monk's robe was as holy as snow......

It's clearly the Sanskrit Sangha's!

Oh, my God.

Last night......

Last night, Your Majesty and the Holy Monk ......

Wrong!

His Majesty was obviously poisoned by the group of traitors of the White Lotus Sect and fell into a deep sleep, and even the palace Chinese hand said that if there was no antidote, His Majesty would not live for three days, where would he still have the energy to talk to the holy monks......

So......

Could it be that the holy monk took advantage of His Majesty's coma to ......?

- Phew!

This idea had just germinated, and it was cut off in the cradle by Xiangni.

If it were another man, Shanni must have decided without hesitation that it was someone with bad intentions who wanted to take the opportunity to climb into the empress's bed.

However, it is a saint who moves the world, such a holy and lofty, independent saint, and cannot be blasphemed.

If it is said to be the Sanskrit Sanskrit Sanskrit and His Majesty......

Shanni prefers to believe that it is the Sanskrit holy monk who His Majesty forced by virtue of his status.

So, what's going on in front of you?

The female officer in Tsing Yi, who has always been resolute and resolute, rarely hesitates.

After a while, Xiangni gathered her mind, and outside the Hongluan tent, she bowed down and called softly: "Holy Monk ......"

"Shh

In the red luan tent, there was a slightly lazy and hoarse voice of her empress, dyed with a hint of thrilling charm.

"Xiangni, you keep quiet, don't wake up the holy monk."

"He ...... last night Tired. ”