With a soft arm approaching, followed by the fragrance that belongs to a woman from behind, like a faint fragrance of flowers blooming at night, a wisp of it, quietly wrapping you.

Cen Yao held his arm on the side of the bed and hesitated for a while, and the next second, he slowly lay back again.

The arms on his waist were obviously light, but they seemed to be pressing him out of breath.

He turned his head sideways, facing the moonlight, Ding Bao's face had come to him at some point, and the distance was so close that he could easily hear the other party's breathing.

The red lips opened slightly, and his cheeks were as white as bamboo shoots, seeing this scene, Cen Yao turned sideways and stretched out his hand to hold Ding Bao's waist and move forward slightly.

The woman's lips touched his face directly.

Cen Yao was silent, and after repeatedly confirming it, he realized that he did not rule out having more intimate contact with this woman.

For so many years, because of disgust and disgust, there has never been a woman in his yard.

As a normal man, he had tried.

As a result, when the charming or delicate woman tried to get close to him, the rejection always made him angry.

There are also those who have the audacity to climb the bed rashly.

He still remembered that the woman had a pure and graceful face, without the slightest flaw on her body, wrapped in the white gauze robe, lying there, with endless shyness and nervousness hidden in her clear eyes.

It was his subordinate, with a cold temperament, and she was the only woman he left around.

But since that night, she has not been seen in the palace again.

He thought that he would not be able to enjoy the joy of drunken life and dream death in other people's mouths in this life.

I regretted it a little, but I didn't take it to heart.

Because at this time, there are more temptations for him to grab, to grab.

That's the throne.

All of the above happened before Ding Bao appeared.

A man with a pure heart and few desires does not have any weaknesses, he does not love money, he does not love sex, he only has the throne in his eyes, so he wins.

And now there are some cracks in the high copper wall in the man's heart.

Maybe it's because there is a country and a vanity that needs to be embellished by beauties.

Cen Yao felt so.

The old emperor's throne was snatched by him, and it was easy to rob him of one more woman.

Thinking like this, Cen Yao smiled smugly, snuggled up to the woman to absorb warmth, and slowly stroked the long hair that covered the bed with one hand.

It's beautiful.

Like the throne, it's all his.

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Ding Bao didn't sleep well all night.

She was used to living alone, and she was not used to lying around other people at all.

What's more, the guy lying next to her last night was happy to play with her hair all night!

Perverted, completely perverted.

If it weren't for the strong enough bearing capacity in his heart, Ding Bao almost couldn't help but raise his foot and kick him down.

Touch your horse!

I didn't sleep all night, and finally when it was about to dawn, the person lying next to me left lightly.

Ding Bao breathed a long sigh of relief, hurriedly turned over and put on a comfortable posture, and hurried to catch up on sleep while the night had not faded.

Lack of sleep will cause her to think unclearly, Ding Bao lives by eating with her brain, and she is most afraid of staying up late at night.

I lay in a daze for a while, and as soon as the morning dawned, the warm sun shone down through the mouth of the cave.

Ding Bao slowly got up, squinting his eyes, and one hand was still flapping wildly on the bed looking for something.

"Lean ......"

After a while, she realized that she didn't have glasses.