This position is also uncomfortable.

Sunny soft clouds generally press the steel and iron bones, just and soft squeezing, where can there be comfort?

She thought about it, her body struggled and squirmed, and she inevitably ran into him, and the electricity flowed between the two of them, and spread into each other's hearts.

Feng Runsheng's breathing became heavier.

He pressed his big hand on Sonning's shoulder, pressing hard as she got up.

Sensing his bad intentions, Sang Ning raised his hand to slap him.

Of course, Feng Runsheng stopped this time.

It's no more than three.

He pinched her wrist and whispered, "Sang Ning, if you dare to hit me again, don't ask for your hand!" ”

Will Sunny be afraid of his threat?

The dog man squinted slightly, his expression was enjoying, and his brain was afraid that it was all in the lower half of his body!

She didn't like it, she broke free from his hand, and still wanted to hit him.

This damn shit!

actually did such a thing as a pig and a dog to her sick number!

Feng Runsheng is indeed inferior to pigs and dogs, probably not as good as people, so he became perverted and began to kiss her fingers.

Sang Ning was disgusted: "Get out!" Don't kiss! ”

Her fingers are slender, the tips of her fingertips are as white as tender bamboo shoots, dyed with cardamom, fragrant, kissed by him, with a layer of water, the water is rippling and shining.

It's prettier.

Even Sang Ning himself has to admit that the demon concubine is a real demon.

It's just demonic and delicate, and I've been messing with him until now, my strength is exhausted, and I'm like soft mud, and suddenly I fall on him, and I can't get up.

Feng Runsheng only felt that the clouds in the sky were full of arms.

Her hair poured down like vines, crawling all over his neck and chest.

He noticed that her hair was a little cold, just enough to lower the temperature of his body, so he couldn't help but kiss her hair.

Idiot-like.

Sang Ning saw it, disgusted, but also thought it was funny.

In modern times, she had a very strict family education, and she was sick all the year round, so she was not so intimate with the opposite sex. Although I have received love letters from several classmates, they are only limited to love letters. are all the second generation of power, the second generation of wealth or something, no matter how much you like it, you have to take into account your identity, low-key, restrained, and gentlemanly, that is the upbringing in their bones.

Feng Runsheng was so enthusiastic that he was "shameless", which really made her feel funny.

If she was in better health, she wouldn't mind raising such a silly dog.

"Like me so much? Feng Runsheng, I'm your enemy, look at you like this, do you want to be embarrassed? ”

She lay on his chest, patted him on the face, and said hurtful things in a beautiful manner.

Feng Runsheng was indeed injured by her, and the little silly dog turned into a little wolf dog, leaving several bite marks on her neck and collarbone.

Sunny raised his hand in pain and slapped him in the face.

He didn't hide, he let her fight.

Sonning felt that he was a little masochistic.

Hey, it's still a little pervert.

"Can you not slap your face?"

In fact, Sang Ning has no strength, and it doesn't hurt to slap his face, but as a man, it's still embarrassing in the end.

"Can you take care of your lower body?"

Sang Ning complained casually, and then, he didn't fight, he should pick his hair, one by one, and after a while, his hands were full of black hair.

Fortunately, Feng Runsheng is not troubled by modern bald boys, otherwise, seeing that he has lost so much hair, he will turn his face with her every minute.

But it hurts more to have your hair than to slap your face.

He still grabbed her hand and stopped: "What kind of bad habit are you?" ”

Sang Ning naturally doesn't have the habit of picking people's hair, just boring, but also to divert attention, otherwise, the man will be tense against her, making her head full of dirty thoughts.

Actually, further is also possible.

She doesn't mind the things of men and women, things that she hasn't experienced, she is dying, and she is always happy to experience it.

But Feng Runsheng didn't mean to go any further.

He is young, hot-blooded, reckless, and confused by beauty, but he is not brainless, and he still knows what to do and what not to do.

This demon concubine can't touch it.

He just borrowed her body to heal.

But this disease has not been vented for a long time.

He was uncomfortably irritable, and his big hands rubbed her all over her body. If only she were a dough, knead it and throw it on the ground and step on it a few times.

He hated her at this moment.

"I really want to kill you!"

He approached her cheek, shoved her away, got out of bed, tidied up a little, and walked out.

Not far from the Huayang Palace, it is the Qingliang Palace, there is a large pool in the hall, the water of the pool comes from the snow water on the mountain, so the pool water is cold, it is the holy place of summer retreat.

He would go straight to the Qingliang Temple, and as soon as he saw the pool full of cold water and didn't take off his clothes, he jumped down.

"Bang!"

The pool is full of water, and the cold enters the body.

The heat faded instantly, and finally made him more comfortable.

But he felt uncomfortable in his heart, and after testing the demon concubine for a long time, he was still a waste.

Is this all his life?

That's really hell, life is better than death.

The demon concubine has harmed him so far, how dare he die?

"Ahh

Sang Ning sneezed, thinking that Feng Runsheng was scolding her.

She is a "good person", she does not scold him, but sympathizes with him: the little pervert can't do it, hey, it's pitiful.

Green Branch felt that Sang Ning was pitiful, hey, the minister outside wanted to kill her, and the little marquis in the palace bullied her.

Woo woo, her poor mother!

As soon as she came in, she saw her slumped on the soft couch, her neck was full of bite marks, her hair was messy, her clothes were untidy, and she looked like she had been ravaged.

"Mother, mother-"

She squatted in front of the collapse, wiped her tears, and asked, "Is Niangniang unwell?" ”

Sang Ning's sick body was not comfortable, but she was a little used to it, and only said, "I'm thirsty." ”

She has no appetite, and at the end of the day, she drinks some water.

When the green branch heard this, he immediately brought her a glass of water, and remembered that she hadn't eaten, so he asked; "Isn't the mother hungry? There is fish soup in the imperial dining room, and the slave maid brings it, do you drink two sips? ”

"Don't."

Sang Ning refused directly, reluctantly drank a glass of water, handed her the glass, and fell asleep with his eyes closed.

But she was tired, her chest was heavy, and her head was still hurting, so he kept tormenting her.

She couldn't fall asleep after tossing and turning, so she asked, "Is there any medicine that Feng Qiyi prescribed last night?" ”

The medicine is good for calming the nerves.

She drank it and could fall asleep.

If she could, she would like to stay asleep all the time, preferably all the time.

There is nothing better in the world than to sleep to death.

Green Branch didn't know what she was thinking, and hurriedly said, "It seems that there are still some, the slave maid will go to the small kitchen to have a look." ”

She stepped out of the hall, she didn't want to, she just went out of the palace, and she met the emperor, he should have dispersed the celebration banquet, returned to the dormitory, and even washed up, his hair was wet and scattered, and he was wearing a black and gold nightgown, the young man seemed to like black and gold very much, this black and gold nightgown was open on the chest, revealing strong chest muscles, and there were several scars on it, showing a wild and uninhibited temperament.

The people who watched were blushing and their hearts were beating.

He was followed by two eunuchs, not any soldiers.

How did the Emperor come?

The green branch knelt down in fright: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty? ”

He Lanyin put her hand to her lips and motioned for her to be silenced.

Lu Zhi was silent, and cried bitterly: "Your Majesty, Niangniang is unwell and has not eaten for a day." Just now, Feng Xiaohou was still disrespectful to his mother, Your Majesty, save your mother. ”