Chapter 25: The Heroine of the King and the Daughter of the Fallen Lady (5)
A dreamless night.
Linlong woke up drunk, looked at Yilan who was leaning on the side of the bed and was sleeping lightly, and then looked at the lack of love system that was still unresponsive.
I finally made sure that I was probably looking for the wrong person.
Linlong was a little lost, left the few pieces of silver left on his body, and returned to his Liwang Mansion alone.
"The master is back, do you arrange breakfast?"
"Just be light. By the way, I asked someone to bring up the account books of the house over the years. Linlong arranged.
Although I can't find the Son of Destiny for the time being, I still have to live this life.
According to the memory of the original owner, Ye Yao, who was extremely generous to himself, and his private property was also quite rich.
But because the original owner was used to lewdness, his stewards and servants made false accounts all the year round, and even borrowed their own identities to fake the tiger's power, and the Liwang Mansion was not peaceful.
On this day, Linlong never went out.
He punished some of the slaves and expelled them from the palace.
……
In the middle of the night.
Linlong, who was already asleep, was suddenly awakened by the rough caress on his body, and just wanted to scream, but found that his mouth was plugged by a foreign object, and his eyes could not see.
He was also tied with ropes and could not move.
Who is so bold as to break into the Liwang Mansion at night?
And how dare you treat yourself like this?
"Are you comfortable?"
A pair of big rough hands kept teasing Linlong, and gently bit Linlong's sensitive earlobe.
"Woo woo woo ......"
Comfortable fart!
If I let me know who you are, it won't make you feel better! Chop your tintin! Linlong whimpered viciously.
Unfortunately, no one understood.
"Oh, it's really comfortable, isn't it, the core of the flower has already come out of honeydew."
The deep voice followed Linlong's ears and continued to grind and tear until the neck.
"Woo woo ......"
Are today's flower thieves so nagging?
Besides, in the world of women, shouldn't it be women and men? What about those who say that a good man should abide by virtue and be reserved and self-respecting?
"Tsk, I really want the world to see that the princess and the lady above the ten thousand people have a sensitive body that makes the men in the land of fireworks ashamed!"
No matter how much "woo" it was, it didn't help, and Linlong was very embarrassed.
But he was powerless to resist, so he could only let the other party fiddle.
Until a mountain ridge behind him suddenly sent into the sea of flowers.
The long-dormant system of lack of love has finally started slowly......
[Lack of Love System Activated]
[The Child of Destiny has appeared, data is being transmitted]
Linlong's previously lost memories have also come back to the cage......
Recalling the bits and pieces of the past of the second life and Gu Ziyu's affection, Linlong couldn't control her emotions anymore and whimpered and cried.
Feeling the change in Linlong's mood, the person behind him paused for a moment, just as the other party did not want to crouch under him.
Fu worked harder, and the river and the sea were overturned for a while, and the earth shook the mountains.
And at this moment, Linlong is very willing:
Her son, her lover.
The memory of her body told her that the man behind her was the one she wanted to renew her relationship.
It doesn't matter what kind of woman it wears, as long as it's still together.
It's just that at this time, Linlong can't open her mouth to tell her feelings, and she can't take the initiative to respond to the other party's request.
Hey, if you like it, you can do it.
It's just that why does this soul always like to tie himself up......
Linlong complained helplessly, but she couldn't suppress the bubbling sweetness in her heart:
Sometimes, being conquered is also a kind of trust and relaxation, you don't have to think about anything, you don't have to do anything, just give your body and mind to the person behind you who is worthy of your life.