The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

"This king hurts his body, not his hands. You don't have to be so frightened, even though it's okay to lie down." Huang Fulian caressed the silky black hair on Jiang Nanyan's back, imagining the future, when she was with Jiang Nanyan. When lingering, the picture of her long hair being entangled with his own made her stomach tighten.

"What should I do? This king wants to kiss you again." Huang Fulian turned her head slightly, resting her forehead on Jiang Nanyan's forehead, and spoke hoarsely.

While talking, he tried to lower his head and kiss Jiang Nanyan again.

however

"Hmm!" Huang Fulian, who was too eager, completely forgot that she still had injuries on her body, but still made such a twisting movement, it must be normal to feel pain. [

However, Huang Fulian didn't expect that just a small tilt of the head would cause pain as if all his ribs were being pulled, as if being pricked by needles.

Huang Fulian curled her lips in depression, because of her current situation, she was very depressed and uncomfortable.

He wished he could get better soon.

In that way, you can hug Jiangnanyan as you like and do what you want.

Instead of taking a deep breath like now, I can only take a deep breath, throwing out of my mind the heavy breath that is so uncomfortable that I can't even sit or stand.

but it does not matter!

Because, this is only a temporary situation.