This painting is the reason why she got drunk today and made her abnormal?

Inexplicably, he thought of the broken jade carving from Prince Mu's mansion. Li You once pointed at it and said, "The jade carved with 'Flowers and full moon', what a good meaning... In fact, our princess is the most beautiful piece of jade in the world. I wonder how many children of famous families are coveting him..."

He also heard Lan Ying say to the princess: "What are you trying to convince the Empress to let her give up the idea of ​​marrying you to a prominent family? A musician from the city, a man who can't speak, let him become your prince-consort. Do you think this is possible?"

He could have convinced himself with a strong sense that he didn't care so much about the princess, but when the princess cried and said, "Why can't my prince-consort be you?" At that time, his impregnable heart city was broken into ruins.

Bathing in the wind...

This name is like a sharp thorn piercing Su Zhi's eyes, causing his eyes to exude sinister hatred.

On the night of the state banquet, he created a firework riot and found him among the crowd. The one who intended to pursue him was Mu Lifeng.

The painting that Princess Lu Liguan liked was Mu Lifeng.

The incense meeting assisted Meng Yushao in treating Fu Yang, and Mu Lifeng failed in the mission of junior sister crying.

Now in this painting, the most powerful competitor for the prince consort is Fu Lifeng again.

He asked sarcastically: Mu Lifeng, why do you have you everywhere?

Could it be that he was his destined enemy, who was born to do the right thing with him?

Su Zhi rolled up the portrait indifferently and put it on the desk.

Turning around and walking back to the edge of the bed, she looked down at the woman sleeping on the couch. Her face was red and her lips seemed to be stained with rouge, which was intoxicating. Her eyelashes fell on her white and delicate cheeks, like a butterfly, and her face looked quiet and sweet in the soft halo.

The casually-dressed outer shirt on her body was almost open in her posture at this moment, with a cluster of black hair scattered on her shoulders, her collarbone and surrounding skin faintly exposed, revealing a seductive spring feeling, charming and confusing love.

That glance made him feel excited.

He suddenly understood why Mingliu couldn't control that day.

Because she was asleep, it was really hard for men to resist.

He sat on the edge of the bed, picked up a hand beside her, and held it tightly in his palm.

The other hand slowly stroked her face, and her warm fingertips gently drew her eyebrows and eyes, slid down along the outline of her cheeks, and fell greedily on her soft red lips.

A gloom gradually appeared on his face, which was the look he had only as Ye Yuan.

"You are mine."

His tone is arrogant and strong, and he cannot tolerate any doubts.

After speaking, he finally leaned over, his dark eyelashes pressed down. He locked her lips with thunder, and his soft tongue penetrated without permission, siege the city and pool, and swallowed her breathing.

His fingers moved downwards and pressed against her jaw, fearing that she would run away, tossing and turning, trying to swallow her wine-scented fragrance, her lips and tongue tangled, sinking deeper and deeper. Thinking that the man in the painting would become her son-in-law, his heart suddenly felt a thrill, and he couldn't help but bit her hard. She was bitten tormented and let out a moan in her drunkenness.

The voice was light and soft, and there seemed to be a little begging in her silly manner, and she wanted to push the person away in a daze.

He thought she was unwilling, and the man's terrible possessiveness was suddenly aroused, and his body was simply pressed down. During the kiss, a cluster of desire dissolved from the edge of his teeth, and then spread to his limbs and bones. Wherever he passed, his skin burned slightly.

He naturally moved his lips away, buried his face on her neck, breathing like orchids, making her body soft and tremble. His hand couldn't help but reach her waist.

The ambiguous heat waves in the air rushed in wave after wave. He no longer cared about anything else. He wanted her so strongly, and it seemed that only by going further can he feel that she belonged to him completely.

Her fingers skillfully unbuttoned the uterus tape from her clothes, removed the waist seal, and her lips were domineering and fierce, as strong as wine and as fanatical as fire.

He put his hand into her loose clothes without hesitation. Compared to her hot body temperature, his palms looked slightly cool, and her sensitive trembling became even more powerful. He liked her reaction, and was eager to familiarize her body with the touch he gave, and couldn't help but increase his strength, as if he was about to rub her heart...
Chapter completed!