After waiting for the waiter to make it for Andinghou, Andinghou began to eat, tasted the taste, and praised it for being delicious again and again, and a group of people were eating roast sheep and drinking wine in the courtyard like this, laughing loudly, probably because of the wine, and speaking much more directly.

An Dinghou held a wine glass in one hand and a roast leg of lamb in the other, and laughed heartily: "Ben Hou hasn't been so happy for a long time, this mutton is so delicious that people can't help but want to swallow it on their tongues!" ”

"When did this king deceive people?" Yajun snorted lightly, glanced at Ye Jingfeng, and saw that the woman was still eating meat in small bites, and couldn't help but feel a little chilly, this woman really didn't know what to say!

"Come drink,!" An Dinghou suddenly threw away the wine glass, picked up the wine jar on the table and lifted it.

"!" Yajun chuckled and picked up the jar as well.

"Don't ask about the war, only drink today, don't get drunk and don't return!"

The wine of the desert is not as light as the sake of Kyoto, and the mouth is as strong as a burning knife, and it is easy to get drunk.

Yajun looked at An Dinghou and continued to drink one sip after another, and couldn't help but admire her amount of alcohol, thinking that her alcohol consumption was not bad, but now she felt a little dizzy, and stood up: "This king is not good, Hou Ye, you drink slowly, this king will go to rest first." ”

An Dinghou wanted to hold Yajun, but Mo Tong hurriedly blocked it: "Master Hou, I'll drink with you, the king has already drunk too much." ”

Yajun secretly raised a finger at Mo Tong, and he walked away in a dashing manner, drinking is the easiest way to get closer to the relationship between the two, I believe that An Dinghou will say more good things about herself in front of the second princess when she goes back this time, is she another ally?

Thinking about it, turning the hallway, she saw a delicate-looking man supporting her in her blurred vision, and she subconsciously hugged the visitor.

Qian Yilan wanted to come and take a look, but who knew that when she met the drunk Yajun, she was hugged by her before she had time to speak, her face was slightly red, she smelled her full of wine, and pushed it in disgust: "How much did you drink, it stinks to death." ”

Yajun picked up his face, saw his face clearly, and smiled: "Your mother has drunk more than this king." As he spoke, he lowered his head and held his lips, and his hand subconsciously reached into his shirt and touched it randomly.

Qian Yilan saw her in the corridor and moved directly to herself, frightened and hurriedly pressed her moving hand, just wanted to speak, she was stuck her tongue in, and she was pressed against the wall by her, her face was flushed, and under her teasing, the resistance gradually softened, soft in her arms, and couldn't help but moan.

Yajun kissed him frantically, eager to tear it down, and his charming moan/moan came from his ears, **** even more, he forgot where he was and directly untied Qian Yilan's belt, the wind blew Qian Yilan awake, and saw that he was disheveled and imprisoned in her arms, and his frightened face was pale: "You, stop it, even if you want to, too, you have to go back." ”

Where could Yajun hear him speak, kissing him vigorously, his face to his neck, Qian Yilan gasped lowly, seeing that she didn't move, she had the momentum to solve it on the spot, and cried out in fright: "What will you let others think of me in the future?" ”

His crying finally made Yajun stop, looking down at his pear blossom and rainy face, looking at him with deep eyes, Qian Yilan was panicked by her: "I, I'm not rejecting you, I just want you to go back to the room, don't be here..."

Yajun suddenly stopped and hugged him, frightened him exclaimed, flew up with her, did not go back to the room but flew directly into a flower, and smiled lowly: "It's always okay here, right?" ”

Seeing that this place was full of flowers, Qian Yilan was embarrassed and glared at her: "You, you don't want to be wild, right?" There was some drumming in his heart, he had heard that the little prince and her were together in the desert before, thinking of this, he was a little jealous, the little prince could be, why couldn't he? Thinking of taking the initiative to put his arms around her neck and offering his own kiss, "I do." ”

Yajun was surprised when he saw him suddenly change his color, but he didn't think much about it, he felt that this kind of Qian Yilan added a bit of style, uncovered his clothes, teased him, and ushered in him low and coquettish/panting, there were bursts of sultry sounds from the flowers, and the song and the qin painting who were hiding outside and blushed when they heard it.

After an hour, the voice faded, Qian Yilan blushed and leaned into Yajun's arms, buried her face in her arms, thinking of her behavior just now, she was too ashamed to raise her head and look at the hot eyes above her head, he actually had a wild match with her... It doesn't match the knowledge he usually learns.

Seeing his shy appearance, Yajun teased: "I didn't know who was so loud just now, but now I know if it's too late to be shy?" ”

Qian Yilan's cheeks were flushed, and she said in a muffled voice: "It's not all you!" Bring me here and take off my clothes without saying anything! Hmph, I can't break free of you. ”

Yajun smiled: "Okay, it's all the king's fault, it's all the king's fault, it's all the king's fault, the little lady just called is still very sultry, do you want to do it again?" Saying that, the hand began to move irregularly again, the frightened Qian Yilan pushed her away violently, stood up and prepared to leave, walked two steps only to find that something was wrong, looked down and saw that his clothes were already gone, frightened and quickly retracted, lying in her arms, and glared at her angrily: "You did it on purpose!" ”

Yajun gently held his waist, stroking and sliding, the place where his fingers swiped with his trembling skin, listening to his increasingly unsteady breathing, and said, "What about intentionality?" You belong to this king,"

Such explicit words made Qian Yilan blush, feeling a sweetness in her heart, she had long forgotten her arrogant self just now, and looked at her with disgust.

She got up and pressed down, breathing hot air in his ear: "Tell this king, do you want it?" "Lun teases men and controls men's techniques, she says second, no one dares to say first! She used to have countless romances, but she slept with a lot of children!

Qian Yilan was the most resistant to such an evil Yajun, her cheeks were as red as a glow, feeling her hand bad on herself, biting her lip lightly and biting her lip not wanting to scream herself, let alone lowering her head to say something.

Seeing that he was silent, Yajun stretched out his tongue to hold his round earrings lightly, and finally caused Qian Yilan to moan in pieces, and couldn't help arching his waist, and he exclaimed sensitively: "Ah! ”

Yajun squinted his eyes with a wicked smile, kissed him lightly along his ear, all the way to his neck, and then to his collarbone, listening to the sound of faster and faster breathing above his head, he felt a great sense of satisfaction, and finally heard him beg for mercy: "No, don't that, there..."

"Does Lan'er want it now?" Yajun's tone was frivolous, his mouth was teasing, and seeing that he didn't speak, he was quite ready to get up, "Since you don't want that Wang Ke, I'll take you back to the room to rest." ”

Qian Yilan hurriedly hugged her neck: "No! I want to, I want to..." The eager voice was almost crying, for fear that she would leave, and I couldn't help but be annoyed that my body was so prodigal and wanted to be satisfied.

Yajun held him in his arms: "Good, say it earlier." Kissing him on the lips, swallowing all his rapid gasps into a thick body, leaving only an ambiguous whisper, as if pressed from his throat.

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