"What are you doing here?"

Wei Quan took Yao Rou into the west wing where she lived, looked at him and asked in a deep voice.

"So, you remember me?" Yao Rou asked with a look of hope in her eyes.

"I ask you, what are you doing here?" Wei Quan's eyes were a little confused, but he knew that his mind was still clear.

This woman, in order to win over Lord Yao in Kyoto, he was tender to her in every way, but just when he thought she had secretly agreed, he came to the door to propose marriage, but she openly refused, which really made him lose face.

"Wei Lang." Yao Rou reached out and grabbed his sleeve, feeling extremely uncomfortable, but she was never able to explain the truth to her.

Back then, he was really very good to her, he told himself that he liked her, he liked her, and he wanted to marry her? But her father disagreed.

Father said that the Wei family's wolf ambition is obvious, and their Yao family will never be able to marry him.

And everyone said that she was the only concubine under Prime Minister Yao's knees, and she grew up in the palm of her hand since she was a child, but only she knew that before the age of five, she was just an unfavored concubine in the Prime Minister's mansion.

After her aunt died, Mrs. Yao took her to raise her, and because of the scarcity of heirs in the Prime Minister's Mansion, she was the only sister-in-law, who was officially changed to her family tree when she was eight years old, and she was recorded in Mrs. Yao's name.

Since then, she has been clothed and fed, and Mrs. Yao has also loved her very much.

But so what?

She cried and begged her to say that she liked Wei Quan and that she was willing to marry him? But her father and mother didn't agree, so she understood that in front of the Yao family, she was really nothing.

"Wei Lang." Yao Rou carefully tugged at his sleeve again, her nervous eyes were tightly locked on his face, although it was a little difficult to speak, but she came this time for only one purpose, she wanted to ask him, would he like her?

"Wei Lang, you, are you still willing to want me?" Yao Rou bit her lip lightly and said.

"What? Regret it now? Wei Quan said sarcastically: "What if I want you, what if I don't want you?" Yao Xiang would not agree. ”

"No, Wei Lang, I can be my own master." Yao Rou said eagerly.

"Oh?" Wei Quan squinted his eyes and looked at her with a scrutinizing expression.

"Really, I'm here to see my sincerity to you." Yao Rou said.

"And then?" Wei Quan asked in a deep voice, "Do you want to give yourself to me?" ”

"If, if you still want to." Yao Rou whispered with a flushed face.

I saw that as soon as Yao Rou's voice fell, Wei Quan pulled her into his arms and pressed her lips hard with a cool lip flap.

Yao Rou exclaimed, she was completely frightened by Wei Quan's move.

And her exclamation just gave Wei Quan the opportunity to explore deeply with the tip of his tongue.

The kiss was domineering, lingering, but punishing, and she closed her eyes lightly when Wei Quan was almost forcefully demanding.

That's it, that's it, didn't she just want to come back to him?

Wei Quan didn't know how long he had kissed her like this, he only felt that the woman in his arms tasted good.

There was even a moment when he felt that the woman in his arms was none other than Yao Zhenzhen, who he was missing.

As soon as he thought of Yao Zhenzhen, his kiss began to become gentle, and the eyes looking at her began to have a hint of obsession.

He pressed her lips frantically, picked her up by the waist, and slowly moved to the inner room.

He reached into her skirt at some point, unbuttoned her undershirt, stroked it gently, tore it, and slowly moved down her neck from her lips to her neck.

Yao Rou hadn't gone through anything after all, she only felt a sudden dampness and heat in her chest, and she was bitten and itchy, numb, and there was a strong electric current, which violently penetrated her whole body, and gathered all under her.

She groaned in impatience.

It wasn't until something hard stabbed under her that she woke up and realized what she was doing.

She reached out and was about to push the man away from her, but after hearing his satisfied sound of comfort and the expression of pleasure on his face, she put her hands from his chest to his shoulders, hugged him tightly, and hugged him.

If that's what he wants, then she's willing to give it to him!

Well, I don't want to be bright.

A glimmer of light in the early morning shone gently through the window, reflecting on the two people on the bed.

Yao Rou stretched out her hand to block it in front of her, but with a slight tug of her body, there was a burning pain under her.

Suddenly, she remembered the scene that happened last night, and she looked sideways at the man who was still sleeping beside her, with a burst of shyness and joy on her face.

She finally became his woman, she finally had him, and she finally did what she wanted to do the most!

"You, why are you here?" Wei Quan, who had closed his eyes tightly, suddenly opened his eyes and said.

"Wei Lang." Yao Rou lowered her head, not daring to look back at him, and called out delicately.

Wei Quan sat up, his amorous and gentle eyes full of coldness.

He got up and got out of bed, took up the brocade robe and put it on his body, and was about to go out.

"Wei Lang?" Yao Rou saw that he was about to leave without saying a word, and shouted to him in a panic.

"Don't worry, I will give you the identity of a concubine." Wei Quan said in a deep voice.

"Wei Lang, you know, that's not what I want." Yao Rou said a little nervously.

"And what do you want?" Wei Quan turned around, a sneer rising at the corner of his mouth.

"Wei Lang."

"What? Do you want me to divorce my current wife and marry you again? ”

"No, no." Yao Rou's tone was slightly eager, "No, Wei Lang, I don't care what kind of identity you give me, I only care about you." ”

"You can rest first!"

With that, Wei Quan turned around and left the inner room.

"Sister Rou, Sister Rou." Outside the door was Yao Zhenzhen's call.

This is the west wing where Yao Zhenzhen lives, with only an arch in the middle.

Almost as soon as Yao Zhenzhen walked to the door of the room where Yao Rou lived, the curtain was lifted, and it was Wei Quan who walked out disheveled.

"You?" Yao Zhenzhen looked at him in surprise, and then stretched out her head to look into the room.

"Zhen, Zhen'er." Wei Quan looked back at Yao Zhenzhen with a complicated expression.