Charming bone fragrance, concubine this snake and scorpion

Ye Fengya looked at her with a smile, stroked her cheek and said softly: "Miss, it will be easy to do things after you solve it." Then without warning, she covered her lips and grabbed the mouth she was about to speak. Lips, taking advantage of her opening slightly, penetrated into her spiritual tongue.

Leng Rutong struggled and slapped him, but Ye Fengya didn't give in at all, wanting to possess her domineeringly.

Woohoo. . .Leng Rutong was about to cry, but she really had a backache all over her body from sitting in the carriage. She just wanted to massage and stretch her muscles and bones, and she didn't want to do that kind of thing.

Naturally, Ye Fengya would not let her go, he had endured it for several days, when she was standing behind him calling his husband two days ago when he set off from the ancient Xia country, he rushed towards the carriage with her in his arms I wanted to have a good love, but it was a pity that my son was present at the time.

He endured a lot of hard work along the way, Ye Haoran just went to play with his own today, how could he miss the opportunity his son gave him, Tong'er has amnesia now, if she doesn't take her body captive first, I'm afraid it will be too much What happened.

Ye Fengya wildly inhaled the fragrance of her sandalwood mouth, and one hand has skillfully torn off the bra that was obstructing her body, "Tonger..." Ye Fengya couldn't help calling Leng Rutong, Leng Rutong, Hitomi had already lost her mind after being kissed, and only hummed in a dazed response.

Knowing that she had surrendered, Ye Fengya was not in a hurry, "Your back is sore, don't you, I'll help you massage." Ye Fengya's voice was low and hoarse, and she extinguished the candlelight in the room with her flicker.

He laid Leng Rutong back on the soft couch, and pressed harder on her smooth and forged back with his broad and thick palms like magic, and Leng Rutong overflowed with satisfaction: "It's so comfortable... .”

Ye Fengya pressed down all the way, removing all the obstacles on her body by the way.

The sudden coolness made Leng Rutong wake up a little bit, she asked in puzzlement: "Ye Fengya, isn't it a massage, why is it so clean?"

"Because my husband wants to serve you with my own body, and there is something in the way, so I am worried that my wife will not be satisfied." Ye Fengya held her willow waist with both hands, turned her over with a slight force, and faced herself, strong His body pressed up.

Leng Rutong quickly struggled: "Don't...I told you not to do anything else."

"Miss... really don't do anything else, just massage..." But it's not with hands, but with hands. . . .As he spoke, he blocked Leng Rutong's words to resist again with his lips, and she would be honest only when he kissed her distractedly.

Leng Rutong is not as foolish as she was kissed honestly like before, she is a little anxious, the contact of two fiery bodies makes her understand what will happen next, this is not a simple deep kiss, she is a little scared, five years She has never done this kind of thing before, and she is worried that she will not do well.

And she is still a little uncertain, is Ye Fengya really her original man?

Leng Rutong was in a hurry, and couldn't break away from Ye Fengya, so anxious that tears burst out.Hot tears fell on the back of Ye Fengya's hand, he gently opened his eyes and let her go, calling: "Tong'er..."

His kisses wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes: "If you really don't want to, I can bear it." He looked hotly at Leng Rutong in the dark, feeling a little disappointed in her heart, she thought Tonger had accepted him Yes, I didn't expect to make her cry.

In addition to loss, there is also distress, how could he bear to make her cry.

Leng Rutong slowly opened his eyes, and Jianshui's eyes stared blankly at him: "It's not that I don't want to, it's just that I'm afraid..."

"What are you afraid of, huh?" Ye Fengya asked softly, enduring the longing in her lower body.

"I'm afraid that you're not my man, I'm afraid that I don't feel right, I'm afraid that I can't do well, there are many, many..." Leng Rutong honestly expressed her doubts.

Ye Fengya covered her lower lip and kissed her fiercely: "Tong'er, you should know your own body best. If it wasn't for me, why would you let me touch you? Fool..."

"I'm afraid in case..."

"There is no chance...I guarantee that after this, you will never doubt whether I am your man or not." Ye Fengya couldn't bear it any longer, she covered the Sydney on her chest with her big palm, and her lips fell again , It's useless to say so much about this kind of thing, after you do it, you will naturally see the result.

***** Feng Han touched his face and pricked.

"Oh... It really is what my mother did." Ye Haoran made a concluding speech after listening to Leng Rutong's various deeds after eating and drinking in Baihualou.He lay on the soft couch and stretched comfortably. He heard Yingying Yanyan's soft words, and frowned slightly: "It's a bit noisy here, find a place to sleep."

He said and got off the soft couch. . .As soon as he was about to leave, Song Guizhi immediately went up to him and said with a smile: "Little son, you have been away from the lord for so long, they must miss you too, let's go to the lord."

Ye Haoran turned around, squinted at Song Guizhi, and waved to her. Song Guizhi immediately bent down to the same height as him and listened attentively.

"Mother Song, Baihualou is so big, you should be a person with vision, why are you so confused." Ye Haoran had a small face, with a hint of displeasure between his brows.

Song Guizhi's heart skipped a beat, she said something wrong and offended the young master, she hurriedly apologized: "Little son, Cao Min was afraid that the master would be anxious, so he talked nonsense for a while..."

Ye Haoran glanced at her and snorted coldly: "You are not afraid that my father will be anxious, but you are afraid that I will do something to cause trouble here, and the fire will burn on you... You are also anxious and confused, this time My father and mother are making out, and if I go back now, I will spoil their good deeds, and you say that you drive me back now, can you afford my father's anger?"

Song Guizhi was so frightened that he quickly knelt down: "Caomin knows his mistake, he knows his mistake." . .Is this son really only four or five years old? How do you say it so sharply? She really didn't consider what the lord and the concubine are doing now, and they really don't know how they died.

"Just know what's wrong, get up, I don't like others to kneel down all the time." Ye Haoran straightened her clothes, restored her innocent smile and took Lingyou's hand: "Sister Lingyou take me to sleep .”

The corner of Lingyou's mouth twitched, this sounded really ambiguous, but the other party was still a four or five-year-old child. . .Although she is handsome and cute, she is also tight. . .

"Just let you lead the way!" Ye Haoran blankly stared blankly at the clueless Ling Niao, how could this ancient man's mind be dirtier than his modern man's, his words are obviously very clean and pure, why do they always want to be crooked , He is still a kid, kid! (Shout out for all the supporting roles, Nimei, how do you look like a child-_-#)

Only then did Lingyou smile cheerfully and flatteringly, and led him upstairs.

But at this moment, a black shadow suddenly rolled down the wide stairs in the lobby where people were coming and going, Lingyou was so frightened that she wanted to hug Ye Haoran away, but she was a weak woman after all, and Ye Haoran hadn't After hugging, the black shadow rushed down and rolled straight towards Ye Haoran. 13acv.

All the people in the lobby were dumbfounded by the sudden scene. If something happened to the son who had just returned to the city, their lord would do something earth-shattering, but that man rolled too fast. Those with a heart are powerless to go up to save others, and the only thing everyone can pray in their hearts is that nothing will happen to the son.

Ye Haoran frowned, recovered from the sudden change, and calmly raised his right foot to catch the black shadow rolling down.

"No... Your Excellency, your legs will be crippled." Song Guizhi roared from the side in fright, and rushed forward desperately, trying to push Ye Haoran away.

Ye Haoran snorted coldly: "Don't come here." Just as the disdainful child's voice fell, the black shadow was firmly caught by his right foot, stopped under his right foot and stopped rolling.Ye Haoran raised her toes to observe the man's face.

His eyes were swollen and his face was pale. At first glance, he looked like an overindulgent prostitute. I don't know which master he offended and was thrown down like this.Should still be alive.

Ye Haoran let go of his foot and kicked him down again with a little force. It was like this, and it was a waste of air to be alive.

The black figure that was about to turn into a corpse rolled down again, and finally fell on the floor, bleeding profusely, and its face was swollen into a plump purple-black.Ye Haoran slightly bent down her petite body, patted the small white riding boots with her small hands, then raised her body and took out a white silk handkerchief from her chest to wipe her hands, and handed it to Ling Niao aside.

"Sister Lingyou threw it away for me." Ye Haoran said calmly, and continued to go upstairs calmly.

The stunned people began to come back to their senses and let out a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the son is fine.As expected, he was worthy of being the eldest son of their Ye Sheng Dynasty, so calm and composed at such a young age, his kung fu is also surprisingly powerful.

In the corner of the third floor of Baihua Building, a black figure stood there staring at everything that happened in the lobby, with complex emotions showing in his narrow and ghostly eyes.

"Master, is the son of the Ye Sheng Dynasty the one we are looking for?" Standing behind him was a beautiful woman dressed in white snow, her lips were painted bright red, and her face was covered with a thick layer of white powder rouge. The outline of the corner of the eye is unusually strange and attractive.

The black shadow's lips parted slightly: "What prince?"

His tone was indifferent, as if his lips hadn't opened at all, and his voice was overflowing from his nostrils, but what was revealed in those words was extremely disdainful, he never admitted that he was the son of the Ye Sheng Dynasty.

On the wide stairs, Song Guizhi hurriedly followed up in fright, and wiped the sweat from his forehead: "My lord, are you okay, is your leg hurt?"

Ye Haoran glanced at her sideways: "You are quite loyal to protect the Lord with your body, but I don't know if you are loyal to me or to your own Baihualou."

"Caomin is naturally..." Song Guizhi wanted to say something against his will, but Ye Haoran's little black pupil gave him a cold look, so he had to reply honestly: "Both are loyal, Caomin is a despicable life."