Playful Immortal Doctor: Evil Emperor Poisonous Love Concubine

"Yes, I just want to replace it!"

Yu confessed it bluntly, his eyes like black holes were full of wild ambitions, "Is there anything wrong?"

Mansha's cherry lips, which had lost their blood color, were half-opened, unable to speak for a long time, as if it took a lot of effort to digest what Yu said.

Seeing Mansha's expression, Yu's face became more and more serious.

"Why, you don't support me?"

Yu's beautiful brows were deeply frowned, he stretched out his arms, clasped Mansha's thin shoulders tightly, and said, "I did all this for you!"

"You...give me time to think about it."

After a long time, Mansha's chaotic mind gradually regained clarity, and he gave Yu such an answer.

"how long?"

He stared at her fiercely, his black hole-like pupils filled with anxiety.

He—has run out of patience.

"How long will it take you to figure it out?" Yu chased after him.

Mansha's forehead was swollen and painful, and even his breathing became weak. His voice was almost pleading: "Three days, three days, okay?"

Don't force her so urgently anymore, she won't be able to bear it.

"Okay, if you say three days, it will be three days." Yu took a deep breath, and a satisfied arc was drawn on the corners of his lips.

"Yeah." Mansha nodded, secretly relieved, "I'm a little tired, I want to rest."

Today, she has experienced great sorrow and great joy, and her mental state is not very good.

"I'll accompany you."

Yu wrapped her long arms around her slender waist, and then lay down next to her.

This series of movements was unspeakably natural and intimate, as if she was his wife in the first place, and he would hug her to sleep like this every day.

The warmth that hadn't come for a long time, the tenderness that she missed so much made her heart tremble uncontrollably.

How many years have passed, and there is no chance to lie in his firm arms so comfortably like before.

"Mansha, I love you."

He couldn't sleep, he turned his head sideways, his black eyes were like stars in the dark night, staring straight at the beautiful woman who was pillowed on his arm.

She was bewitched by him, her eyes were like autumn water, her lips were like red dan, and she whispered softly: "I love you too, Yu."

As soon as the words were spoken, Mansha felt a tightness around her waist, and his powerful arms bound her, bringing her into his arms, making her tight.

"Don't leave me anymore, you are mine. Always will be."

Yu lowered his head, pressed himself against her lips, and began to search for the long-lost gentle touch.

He was deeply fascinated by her smell, with a hint of sweetness that seemed to be nothing, which made him deeply fascinated, and couldn't help but want to ask for more, more...

Familiar tenderness, familiar enthusiasm, familiar heat, familiar panting, familiar caress, familiar blending of milk and milk...

Everything is a matter of course.

He didn't need to guide her, she didn't need to seduce him, it just happened.

They longed for each other, longed for each other for so many years, dried up for so many years, finally met each other, and had the opportunity to nourish and fill, how could they let it go?

"Promise me to stay, okay?"

He covered her body, pierced her tenderly and firmly, filled her, and rushed into her body unscrupulously.

He is not very good at sweet words, but he is especially good at expressing his unforgettable love for her with his body.