The imperial concubine, she murdered with beauty

Chapter 282 I don't understand the style, Ye Wanwan is serious

Chapter 282 I don't understand the style, Ye Wanwan is serious
Ye Wanwan is rare to be honest, Yan Chen is happy, and the place that has never been touched, finally has his name clearly, but what Ye Wanwan said is also heavy, so heavy that he can't stop It hurts to live.

He knew that she had grudges in her heart, but he didn't know that the burdens she was carrying were so heavy.

She was the person he recognized at first sight, and the flame of Chicheng was lit for her, but she was destined to enter that palace. Conspiracy and intrigue forced a change of heart.

With all kinds of calculations, he tried his best to break free from the palace. He was exhausted, but he was aggressively pressed by him who had been waiting for a long time.

It's not that she is ruthless, but that he hasn't recovered yet, but he has been waiting for a long time, can't wait, and ignores her feelings for a while, this time he is too much.

Even though she has agreed now, she is also a little helpless. This is the answer he wants, but even if he gets it, the joy will be a little less.

Ye Wanwan didn't know what Yan Chen was thinking, she promised him that she really agreed, but she also had concerns: "Zhao Yi just died, even if he wants to get married, he has to wait for a while. I don't care what those people say, but I always listen. annoying."

Since ancient times, no emperor's concubine has ever remarried. She has a special status and has such a reputation. If she remarries, those pedantic literati will never let her go. I don't know how ugly it is.

She has died once, and she doesn't care about the infamy, but becoming a parent is a happy event, and being scolded by the world will inevitably be heartbroken.

Yan Chen hugged her, her excitement calmed down a lot, and her eyes were firm: "As long as you agree, leave the rest to me."

How could he be willing to let her carry that infamy? ——
On New Year's Eve, Ye Wanwan naturally spent time with Yan Chen. The Qiwu courtyard was decorated, but it was not deserted. However, Yan Chen and Ye Wanwan had a special relationship and were not suitable for gathering with everyone. Qingsha and the others had a reunion dinner together, and the rest of the time was left to the two of them to get along.

Today's Chinese New Year, Ye Wanwan also drank a lot of alcohol, and she felt a little dizzy.

Yan Chen didn't leave today. Although he rarely stayed at Ye Wanwan's place, he would not stop Ye Wanwan from staying occasionally, especially since it was Chinese New Year today, he naturally wouldn't leave.

Although Ye Wanwan was a little drunk, she wasn't so drunk that she lost consciousness. She hadn't forgotten to watch the fireworks tonight.

Yan Chen quickly came back from the wash, and sat down beside the bed with all the moisture in her body. Ye Wanwan opened her eyes lazily. As far as she could see, a well-textured chest was open in front of her, with an inexplicable temptation. Going up, Yan Chen's eyes were surprisingly bright in the light.

Ye Wanwan swallowed her saliva unconsciously, her heart pounding: "Aren't you cold?"

Confused about the style, Ye Wanwan was serious.

Yan Chen also knew her very well, she just hooked her lips, leaned back slightly, her collar was open, and she wanted to fall, revealing her delicate collarbone and slender neck.

"Yan has promised not to touch his wife, but he is worried that she will feel uncomfortable. I am already a lady's person. If my wife needs it, I can't refuse it."

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Ye Wanwan was silent for a while before she understood that he was seducing her.
I have to say that she was indeed tempted. Although she is not obsessed with desire, she is also a normal woman. She is the person she likes, and she has such a posture. It would be really strange if she didn't have any thoughts.

Normally, she could have calmed down, but now that she had drunk a little bit of alcohol, she was already a little delirious. It was undeniable that she was tempted.

"Are you ready to sacrifice yourself?"

She was probably really drunk, Ye Wanwan didn't know how her hand climbed onto his belt, her hand had already grabbed the belt, just waiting for a little force
Yan Chen leaned over, the strong masculine scent enveloping her with the smell of some kind of spice, like poisonous, bewitching her even, gently pulling it, and finally out of control.

(End of this chapter)

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