"Don't be angry...... Frederick shook his hands and comforted her in a panic. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"How can you not be angry! Are you a child, how can you do such a childish thing! Don't you want the consequences? If you are seen, are you an assassin or an adulterer? Are you so impatient to go to the gallows! You childish fellow!" Elena was so angry that her teeth trembled and she rebuked angrily.

Frederick had always thought that Elena would be as gentle and delicate as ever, but he did not expect her to put on a thunderous posture to denounce his ignorance, and he became frightened in panic, and couldn't help but hug Elena hard, pushing the unprepared Empress against the wall and hugging him tightly.

He flattened Elena's proud chest, and his chest and abdominal muscles were suddenly warmed by her body temperature, and he could even feel the ups and downs of Elena's breathing and the rapid heartbeat with his chest.

Elena was furious, pushing his chest like a lion cub, grabbing his shirt at one moment, pushing his chin higher, gritting her teeth and hating him, wanting to kick him against the wall.

The more angry the Empress rebelled, the more Frederick feared that she would never be able to hold her again, but tightened her hoops, buried her face in her long silky hair, and whispered to her with tears in her eyes: "What's wrong with my childishness, since you hate me, you dislike me seriously, and say that kind of thing with tears, who can believe it! Besides, who can't wait to go to the gallows? I have walked all over the mansion tonight and have not found you, and I am eager to convert to Brahma, and ask the Holy Light to send me to you, so that I can look into your eyes and talk to you." I have to be a tranquilizer with my busyness, but when I have a free time, I fidgeting to find you, and I can't wait a day, I can't sleep at all. You beat me and scolded me, and it freed me, because as long as you are in front of me. ”

Elena smacked him and pushed him unrelentingly, Frederick said. Elena punched him a few more times, and with a sudden force, pushed Frederick staggering a few steps.

Frederick nearly fell, clutching the bedpost before he staggered to his feet, looking back at Elena in annoyance.

Elena glared at him through gritted teeth, her chest rising and falling violently, and she cursed him breathlessly, "You demon!" and looked at him fiercely for two seconds, then suddenly came over and threw herself into his arms, hugging him warmly.

Her hands rubbed wildly on his back, her bulging breasts squeezed a few times on his shirt, then she closed her eyes and looked up awkwardly, holding his cold face with both hands, tiptoe to bite his lips, spraying hot and humid warm incense, kissing him forcefully, while murmuring jerkyly: "You made me fall." This kind of nice thing must be said to me in the future, otherwise I will not be able to live. ”

Frederick looked confused, unprepared for Elena to suddenly tiptoe to kiss him, and was dumbfounded for a moment, wondering how she had contradicted herself to such an extent, when she suddenly bit her lower lip and smelled the fragrant breath she breathed out—the faint smell of sweat that he remembered.

This intimate smell of sweat, Frederick kissed it once, and immediately made him push Elena back step by step, frightened her to look back with an "oops", but was pushed against the wall by Frederick, looked down at her chin, looked at her panicked eyes, and said softly: "What kind of depravity is this." This is called sublimation. Then he looked down and pecked, gently covering her soft lips.

Elena "snorted", raised her hands to her side and didn't know where to put them, only thought for a second, and was kissed so confused that her eyes were slightly closed, her hands scratched the wallpaper nervously, and she looked up to kiss him with a snort. So Elena tasted the sweet and spicy male hormones again, and her soul was so happy that she seemed to be running in the room, and she was so full of joy that her soul was so beautiful that the long legs in her skirt were so soft that she couldn't stand firmly on her knees.

Now that he has survived the fierce struggle of the first kiss, this unfinished kiss is more skillful, like a child who has learned to eat crabs, he refuses to waste it at all, and he is entangled with the tip of his tongue as if he is playing in the waves, and he can't wait to taste each other's taste inch by inch.

Elena's "Self" Suppressed for too long under the king's edict, he suddenly fell desperately, but tasted the joy of freedom, and mustered up the courage to unlock the pleasure of kissing, and was suddenly filled with the smell of Frederick's faint and fragrant cigarettes, and suddenly even his brain was not good, he closed his eyes and gasped with a red face, and his lower body was weak and weak by the kiss, his legs could not stand, his waist was soft, and his round buttocks rubbed the wallpaper and slid down, so she hooked his neck with both hands and hung on him delicately, just not wanting to separate the wet lips.

Frederick felt that the girl in his arms seemed to have been pulled off the bones, and her body was falling, so he reached out and grabbed her thin waist, counteracting the gravitational pull of the earth for the soft Elena, and also tightly bound Elena in his arms, and the two of them were close to each other's chests and abdomen, gasping for breath, and kissing wildly and unbridledly.

The Empress's policy changed dramatically overnight, from the arrogant and glamorous iceberg queen to an exclusive port open to him, even if he was panting for lack of oxygen, she raised her head and allowed him to pick, allowed him to taste the sweet saliva with relish, and allowed him to continue to make inches; when the tip of his tongue scratched the girl's palate and itched unbearably, Elena would sing "En" protest and twist her waist slightly; when he grabbed the tip of her sweet and smooth tongue and sucked it wantonly, Elena was drunk and stupid, and her soft body fell straight down, as if she would fall to the ground and sit on the ground if she didn't hold it.

Elena's taste was sweet and lovely, and Frederick longed to kiss her until she grew old. Elena also gradually got better, tiptoed close to him, begged him to hold himself steady, let go of his hands, and came to his face obsessively, and the tip of her wet and slippery tongue also crossed in jerkily to chase him, like Lori just learned to trot and chase the attached adult.

She was obsessed with it, her eyes were half-open and half-closed, not only her face was like a peach blossom, but even her skin showed off the blush of desire. Her breathing became more and more rapid, and she snorted and twisted her waist for a moment, and suddenly pushed his chest softly, and Frederick let go of him.

As the tongue parted, Elena saw a strand of sparkling saliva falling in the middle, which was pulled off as it separated. She was immediately ashamed of her debauchery, and when she heard him ask "what's wrong", she was embarrassed to answer, pressed his shirt with both hands, lowered her head and whispered, "I...... I'm out of breath, let me take a breath. ”

When she lowered her head and muttered, her red lips were reflective, her eyes drifted away, and her pure shyness was wrapped in vigorous sensuality, so that Frederick involuntarily stroked her long hair, and lowered her head to pull her cherry lips again: "No, I want to punish you for your inconsistency." (To be continued.) )