The rich and powerful court: billions of personal pets of the emperor

Turning his head, Beitang Yaori looked at the men standing in a daze at the door, with slightly embarrassed expressions on their faces.

In India, things like sex are quite obscure.And Beitang Yaori's bold and erotic movements undoubtedly gave them a strong visual stimulation.

[Sir, have you seen enough? ]

The thin lips are slightly raised, and there is an evil smile, but this near-zero smile makes people feel chills on the back, as if the skin is being gently cut by a sharp knife.

[Have you seen... Princess Vidya? ]

[Princess Vidya? ] Beitang Yaori smiled lightly, his magnetic voice poured out sexyly, but the face that was pressed against his chest was very tense, while Beitang Yaori was speaking, Vidya could hear his chest slightly resonant.

[ Yes, Princess Vidya, isn't it right here? ]

Beitang Yaori rolled up a strand of wet hair from the woman in his arms and kissed it lightly on his lips, and then kissed the woman in his arms lightly around the ears, tracing the deep tongue along the edge of her red ears, gently lick.

The extremely erotic and obscene actions, performed by Kitang Yaori with full enjoyment and leisurely.

A trace of sharpness flashed across the bottom of obsidian pupils, Beitang Yaori looked at the reaction of the men in front of him who were stunned and swallowed their saliva.

[Brother, there is no one inside! ]

[ let's go! ]

One of them searched all over the small room, but couldn't find Vidya. Without saying anything, the officer waved his hand directly, and everyone else left the room.

The officer looked again at Beitang Yaori who still had a frighteningly cold and gentle smile on his face.

Raising his hand, the officer pointed to the woman in Beitang Yaori's arms.

[Her, how much is it? ]

[Five hundred rupees. ]

[You earned it, she has a good figure, enjoy it tonight. ]

[Thank you sir. ]

The princess in her arms was so angry that she was about to explode!

After everyone left, Vidya pushed Beitang Yaori away viciously.

[ Snapped--]

Another harsh and loud slap!

Beitang Yaori touched his face. In the past few days, he has received two consecutive slaps from the proud princess.

[Five hundred rupees?Don't you think I'm too cheap! ]

[Should I say that the woman I am holding is our Indian Ruby, Her Royal Highness Princess Vidya? ]

[Shah Rukh, you—]

[I saved the princess twice, and what you rewarded me was a slap in the face? ]

[ I--]

[ you?Yes, you are a high princess, but I am just a lowly and humble citizen. ]

Beitang Yaori let go of his arms around Vidya, took a step back, and raised his hands over his shoulders.

[I'm so sorry that I got the princess dirty with the hands of a lowly citizen. ]

[…]

The ironic words left Vidya with no room to refute.

She is indeed a high-ranking princess, but this arrogant posture with stubborn thorns to protect herself, she just wants to show that she is not a soft persimmon, who can be squeezed by anyone!

She didn't want to repeat the tragedy of her mother's tragic death again!

However, Beitang Yaori's cruel words of "lowly and lowly", "inferior citizen" are like a sharp knife, stabbing fiercely at the pain she least wants to mention.

Aggrieved but angry, Vidya lowered her head, her sore nose was red with eye circles, she would never let her tears fall.