Marry a queen

"You don't need to praise the queen, tonight, as long as you like it, let alone my feet, the whole person is yours..."

Shen Su'er pursed her lips, glanced sideways at him, and said indifferently: "Alright, congratulations to the emperor for having this potential. Pretending to be a little shou is so fucking coquettish... coquettish... dead...! It’s just that this young lady loves first-hand goods, second-hand goods are reluctant, third-hand goods are okay, and n-hand goods are not interested. Hehe, the emperor’s level is so high, there must be more than n.”

"What does N mean?" How come he has never heard of the words she said?

"A lot." Occasionally explaining is necessary.

Murong Jing raised his eyebrows and asked, "Are you despising me?"

"Hmph, don't discuss this..." Shen Su'er was perfunctory, her gaze was turned to the silver plate on the desk, and she smiled brightly, "Your Majesty, I remember that there was a soft feather on the plate. It's very beautiful .hehe."

After all, people have already got out of bed to get it.

Soon the feathers dangled in front of Murong Jing.

Murong Jing gritted his teeth.

He got it, got it all.

really--

She took the feather and flicked it on the smooth soles of his feet.

A sore and limp feeling emerged, and the sensitive Murong Jing naturally bent his knees under the stimulation—avoid!I pressed the soles of my feet against the bed board and rubbed them a few times to get rid of the itchy feeling.

"Hehe... Your Majesty, how does it feel?" That smug smile really got worse and worse.

Shen Su'er had long thought that he would bend his knees.

Let's play, let's run, let's run, hey, let's see how long you can last.

The next hour is up to her, and she will lose if she resists!

Shen Su'er still wished that Murong Jing would not follow suit. .

Just let him play with his mouth, but he didn't expect this indifferent guy to be so good at his mouth—as expected, the emperor has all kinds of potentials, and any tricks are possible, which opened his eyes.

"Your Majesty, please straighten your feet." Shen Su'er's voice was soft, like a spring breeze, extremely warm.Deliberately, the joy in my heart is about to fly to the sky.

Murong Jing pursed his lips, stared at Shen Su'er and wanted to bite someone!

At this time, he was angry, angry, and dissatisfied, but it was a little different from before.