Empress is overjoyed, the emperor died violently!

Chapter 298
The clear and moist fingertips touched the collar, and the emperor's breathing suddenly became heavy.

He couldn't wait for Jiang Yuwan to make a move, so he couldn't wait to grab Jiang Yuwan's hand and pull it down hard.

Jiang Yuwan's shoulders shivered, she never expected the emperor to be so impatient, her pupils trembled, she was momentarily panicked and disgusted.

The emperor's eyes fixed on the exposed snow-white shoulders, flawless and dazzlingly white, which made him unable to bear the charming thoughts.

Wanting to touch it, I leaned forward and printed blossoming red plums on it.

Jiang Yuwan caught a glimpse of the censer from the corner of her eye and smelled the sweet scent in the air. Her eyes slowly settled down. She grabbed her crumbling collar and lowered her eyelashes.

When the emperor came up to him, he stretched out his hand to cover the emperor's chest, and raised the tails of his eyes, as if there was intoxicating fine wine in his peach blossom eyes, which made the emperor dazzled.

"Don't worry, the emperor is holding a brush. He wants to punish his concubines, and he wants to draw it back?"

Her low and soft voice was mixed with a touch of grievance.

The emperor, who had already forgotten his original intention, was awakened immediately, and he showed a playful smile, "Come, let me draw you a pair of snow-falling red plum blossoms."

"No." He looked at the brush in his hand, "It's Mo Mei."

Jiang Yuwan procrastinated for time, and when the emperor's eyes were a little dazed, she finally breathed a sigh of relief, and led the emperor to the bed, and hid herself inside the bed.

The emperor shook his head in confusion, but Jiang Yuwan seemed to have a double image in front of him.

She was hesitant to say anything, looking at herself with spring water ripples, a plum blossom on her shoulder was lifelike, against which her skin was as white as snow, astonishingly beautiful.

The bright red lips are moist, full and charming.

Her fragrant shoulders were half exposed, just inside the bed, tempting herself.

The emperor was aroused by his own reverie, and his breathing became heavier, and he threw himself forward with all his might, a fish leaping over the dragon's gate, or it would be more appropriate to say that a hungry tiger pounces on its food.

Then he threw himself onto the bed with precision.

bang-

The front side fell into the quilt, motionless like a dead fish.

Jiang Yuwan, who was curled up in a corner, stretched out her little foot tentatively, and kicked the emperor.

The emperor remained silent.

"emperor?"

Jiang Yuwan got up slowly, stood inside the bed, stretched out her feet, and lightly touched the emperor's shoulder.

The emperor babbled, not knowing what he was dreaming of in the gentle township, and he smiled extremely happily, originally the posture with the back of his head facing the sky and his five bodies on the ground.

He stretched out his hand and began to scratch, as if he was swimming on the bed, but he didn't know what he was rubbing on the bed.

Jiang Yuwan didn't really want to know either.

She saw that the fragrance in the room was becoming more and more fragrant, and her complexion was a little blushing, but fortunately, with the antidote given by Qi Chuan in advance, she would not be affected.

Bypassing the emperor who occupied a large area, Jiang Yuwan finally got down from the bed.

She walked to the front of the incense burner and saw that there were still a lot of ecstasy statues left, enough to burn until dawn.

"Wan'er... come..."

The emperor on the bed laughed, originally he was lying on his stomach horizontally, but when Jiang Yuwan didn't see him for a while, he changed to lying on his stomach vertically.

Still hugging the folded quilt, rolling into a ball, pinching and pressing against the ball of quilt...

Jiang Yuwan: ...

The corners of her mouth twitched, and she took a deep breath.

She doesn't want this quilt anymore, she has to throw away the sheets, and throw away the pillow too...

"hiss--"

There was a sudden gasp from the window.

The window was pushed open, and the moonlight outside refracted in. Jiang Yuwan took a few steps towards the window, and saw Qi Chuan clutching her hand, looking at her aggrievedly.

And on the window lattice in front of him, there was a layer of fine and hidden porcelain pieces.

Jiang Yuwan: ...

(End of this chapter)