The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

Just when she was scolding Xiahou Fengli vigorously, a joking voice suddenly broke in

"The dead man... is he talking about this king? Yan'er, this king doesn't know, so you miss me so much."

This voice is not...

Jiang Nanyan froze as if struck by thunder!

Then, turning her head inch by inch, she saw Huang Fulian. [

He was sitting on a stool less than two steps away from him, holding a teacup and sipping slowly.

"You, when did you come?" Jiang Nanyan stared at him for a while before stammering.

"After that little palace lady has left." Huang Fulian smiled, put down the teacup she was holding, got up and walked behind Jiang Nanyan, bent down, and stretched out her arms to hug her waist, gently rubbing against her cheek with her evil and charming face with.

Jiang Nanyan didn't dare to move at all.

In her heart, there was a strange sense of fear towards this man...

"Yan'er, do you miss me so much?" Huang Fulian said while kissing her slightly pale cheek.

Miss Huang Fulian?

Where is she thinking.

Just be afraid.

Jiang Nanyan responded secretly in her heart, but there was no response on her face.

She is really scared...

The body even trembled slightly.

Damn!

They're all that bitch in Xiahou Fengli!

If he hadn't done that kind of thing, she wouldn't have had a brain twitch, completely remembering that Huang Fulian might appear at any time, and she wouldn't let Xia He rest and leave herself alone...

Jiang Nanyan thought in surprise and anger, she really wanted to rush to Xiahou Fengli and kick him a few times!

"Why don't you talk? You haven't come to see you in Qi Ben Wang for so long?" Every time Huang Fu Lian said a word, he gave her a kiss.

Slowly, his kisses became a little more passionate, and he was not satisfied with just kissing his cheeks and fair neck...

With a gentle tug, Huang Fulian pulled Jiang Nanyan up from the chair and turned around. [

Jiang Nanyan only felt her eyes flicker, but before she could understand what was going on, Huang Fulian's fiery lips came down to her face and blocked her mouth.

"You do... um..." Jiang Nanyan pushed hard at the person holding the back of her head, trying her best to find a space to speak.

Unexpectedly, it happened to give Huangfulian the opportunity to sneak in.

He blew on her furiously, and stuck his hot tongue into Jiang Nanyan's mouth, sucking and entwining domineeringly, sweeping wildly in her mouth, enjoying her tender lips and tongue thoroughly.

The hands around her waist slowly tightened, pressing her tightly into her arms...

Jiang Nanyan was imprisoned by him so that she couldn't move, she couldn't cry out, so she could only stand there and let him kiss.

The kiss lasted a long, long time.

It wasn't until the air in Jiang Nanyan's lungs was sucked out that she could hardly breathe, Huang Fulian slowed down her attack a little.