After some clouds and rain, Yue Miqing leaned on the man's solid chest, her face full of satisfaction.

She has experienced several men, and I have to say that Yu Qi gives her the best feeling, and the body of a young man really fascinates her.

Especially after experiencing the old Xia Huang who is old and withered.

If only I could always be a depressed woman.

As soon as this idea came to her, it was as if she had suddenly glimpsed the true meaning.

Her fingers drew circles on the man's chest, and the man grabbed her, put it under her lips and pecked it gently.

"What? Still not satisfied?" Yu Qi closed his eyes, and the corners of his mouth hooked up an arc.

His words made Yue Miqing's face flush, and then he rested his pointed chin on the man's chest.

"You're really good, but ...... I'm not satisfied." Yue Miqing's voice was delicate, like a hook.

Yu opened his eyes violently and looked thoughtfully at the woman in front of him.

"Not satisfied?"

Looking at the man in front of him ready to go, Yue Miqing opened his mouth slightly, and his breath was like an orchid.

"I mean, once or twice isn't enough, I sometimes want to be the woman I can be your woman for all." Yue Miqing's voice was flattering, and there was a hint of loss.

Yu Qi's movements were sluggish, the lust in his eyes subsided slightly, and he stared at the woman in front of him seriously.

Then he suddenly smiled and leaned back.

"What do you mean?" There was something inexplicably flirtatious in his voice.

This made Yue Miqing, who was wearing ***, a little embarrassed.

"I...... I just love you."

"Love? You are my father's favorite concubine." Yu Qi closed his eyes and said leisurely.

It's not that he is ruthless, but that he and Yue Miqing originally took what they needed.

And it was Yue Miqing who seduced him, but he didn't promise her anything.

Yue Miqing's body was cold, and her heart was also a little cold.

"You don't have any affection for me?" Yue Miqing looked a little fragile.

Yu Qi opened his eyes.

Well, he really hasn't gotten tired of Yue Miqing yet.

Stretched out his hand and pulled the man into his arms.

"Don't think about it, you are my woman, my father is old, and now I have a stroke again, there are not many days left, when my father is gone, I inherit the throne, I can make you happy every day."

Yu Qi laughed, and the ambition in his eyes was exposed at this moment.

However, in the next moment, their door was kicked open.

The two people on the bed were startled, struggled to sit up, and their faces changed greatly to the people at the door.

Because the one who was being held at the door was the Xia Huang who had a stroke.

At this time, his eyes were red, and his whole body was trembling, because of a stroke, so Emperor Xia's mouth was crooked, and he wanted to speak, but he couldn't say it, and his face was suffocated into pig liver color.

"girl... Husband... Yin... Women's !!" It took all his might to scold, and with these words, the saliva in Emperor Xia's mouth dripped down.

Shaking like a sifting of chaff, in the cold wind, his eyes are bulging, his face is like a pig's liver, the green tendons on his head are collapsing, and he looks like a ghost.

"Father... Father." Yu Qi's face changed drastically.

I wanted to crawl over to explain, but I forgot that I didn't have an inch on me, only a quilt.

When he moved, he was directly light.

Yue Miqing's face was pale, her brain was blank, and she had a long mouth, but she seemed to be dumb and couldn't speak.

Even when Yu Qi lifted the quilt, she didn't have time to react, because she was completely frozen at the moment, and there was only one thought in her mind.

She's done.