Silly Concubine Allure: Uncle, I want to divorce

Chapter 143 Death Is Much Easier Than Living 7
Naked threats.

She smiled like a flower, and his complexion suddenly changed.

She waited patiently for his reaction.He slowly calmed down the futile anger in his heart.

Eunuch Jian smiled calmly: "Does the princess want to take the old slave?"

"Threatening?" She thought back playfully, before long, she smiled lowly: "If you use this trick, you have to use it in the right place, otherwise, if you hurt yourself for nothing and don't please yourself, then it's really not worth it."

She jumped out of the bed, holding the fragments in her hands, and approached step by step with her bare feet: "If I said, I never thought of going out safe and sound when I came this time. Then Eunuch Jian, do you take this road with you or not?" take it?"

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The warm gauze tent is thick, and the beauty of sake is not a square thing.

He was half lying on the bed, his clothes half slippery, and the black silk slid into the loose inner skirt, which was very attractive.The red nails, white fingers, and slender arms were slowly stroked, stroked the half chest, brushed the raised Adam's apple, and stroked to the handsome side face of the man.

He used ingenuity, and the beauty snorted, and lay down in his arms. He raised his head, and his big bright eyes imprinted on the extremely handsome facial features. Just one glance back then made her heart sink completely. With a handsome face, the smile leaked out.

She used her fingertips to pick up a strand of his hair, and said in a low voice, "Are you sure you're not going?" Her voice was melodious and melodious, like the cry of a deep valley.

"Huh?" He closed his eyes slightly, and his nasal voice passed.

She smiled again, bright and moving: "You really can't go, your little princess, I'm afraid something will happen to you."

He finally opened his eyes. In his dark eyes, there was a haze of joy, and even his voice was a little hoarse: "She will be fine, and he will not hurt her."

There was no need to ask which he was her, as if she understood, she curled her brows and eyes with a smile.

Hun Wushi reached out and hooked her chin, then smiled: "What are you thinking?"

"Guess." She blinked and smiled.

He froze for a moment, something flashed in his mind, and then he smiled softly: "You speak a bit like her."

"Her? Your little princess." She keenly sniffed out something, and the tip of her small nose wrinkled slightly.

"Why?" His lips brushed against her delicate earlobe, leaving behind a string of ravings: "Are you jealous?"

She giggled amused by his breath, pushed his chest, and lay half in his arms, her long hair scattered all over the floor, her breath was a little steady, and she said: "After all, she and I There are also unresolved blood relatives, if you say it looks like it, you are telling the truth, why should I be so jealous?"

"Are all the women in the Canglang Kingdom like you?" He sniffed her neck and smiled calmly: "Can you guess a man's mind so easily?"

"Really." She raised her head and smiled, wrapping her arms around his neck, leaving wet hickey marks on his neck: "But I, I can't figure out your thoughts no matter what."

Hun didn't say anything, just laughed, heartlessly and heartlessly.

"However, you men from the Yangmo royal family." Her fingertips drew on his chest, and occasionally touched the sensitive parts of the man mischievously, but she seemed to be addicted to playing non-stop: "It is destined to be us A woman from the wolf country."

"Huh?" He laughed, "You mean your sister?"

"Not only that, but also your little concubine." She whispered, tightened her arms, offered her red lips, and the rest of her words were drowned in her unfading breath.

He bowed his head and kissed back with a smile.

(End of this chapter)