Feng Yu Jiu Tian

Since then, King Rong has become a frequent visitor to the Prince's Palace.

Rong Wang was more interested in watching Fengming, an ancient spirit in the sun, than to humiliate the Prince in the evening.

The court etiquette taught indiscriminately is intimately mixed with many actions that should not appear among monarchs and ministers, especially kisses.

"Keep kissing when you meet, kiss before leaving, kiss before eating, and kiss before going to bed ..." Feng Ming frowned, counting her fingers.

His tongue was gradually getting better. After being articulate, it was indispensable to talk with Rong Wang everywhere. He naturally knew that these kisses from the east to the west were completely bullshit, but in order to avoid angering the king and creating a new "blood" incident, he had to make the king cheap. Anyway, both are men, and it's hard to say who is more disadvantaged.

Of course, Rong Wang will not just be satisfied with a simple kiss, but remembering that Feng Ming was fierce, he almost gave away his life last time, and was very cautious.

Both had their own thoughts, but they got together.

"I'm afraid I will swell my mouth if I kiss like this," Feng Ming glared at Rong Wang next to him, and began to sigh pretendingly.

Rong Wang was writing at the desk, and after listening to Feng Ming's sigh, he put down his pen and said, "No need to pretend, how many days you dragged on, you must write today." No matter what, want Feng Ming to continue living as a prince, at least to Will imitate the handwriting of the original Prince.

But these days, Fengming refused to take a pen at all.

Rong Wang handed the ink brush dipped in ink to Feng Ming.

He looked strangely at the writing brush in front of him, looked up at Rong Wang, and said seriously: "Let ’s do this, I will tell you another interesting story called Alibaba and ..."

Ignoring his words at all, Rong Wang shoved the pen into Fengming's hand, giving him a warning look.

Feng Ming looked at the writing brush in her hand and continued to discuss seriously: "Let's write it to me, write a word and kiss you." This is also a sacrifice of hue.

Rong Wang disapproved of the usual treatment, and his face was a little dark.

Feng Ming stared at Rong Wang for a long time, finally gritted his teeth and said, "Okay! I write!" He said word by word: "But don't be ashamed when you look at it!"

He walked to the desk impassionedly, brushed, and began to write a pen, writing neatly, in one go, and then threw the pen back to signal Rong Wang to come and watch.

Wang Rong felt strange when he suddenly showed his might and stepped forward immediately.

Feng Ming's writing stood in the eye, and immediately he stood in shock.

"How? Are you ashamed?" Fengming asked proudly.

"why?"

"As the regent of West Ray, Prince West Ray's words are better than those written by dogs, aren't you ashamed at all!" Feng Ming yelled, Fang stopped and said coldly: "Anyway, I Losing memory has nothing to do with me. By the way, don't force me to write a brush in the future, I will only use a ballpoint pen. "He sat on a chair with his buttocks, holding a cup of tea.

Rong Wang finally stepped forward and dragged Fengming.

"You dare to live and die, dare to tease me?"

"Let go! I'm out of breath!"

"I want to teach you."

"You ... wow ..."

The entanglement of the body, and then the entanglement of the lips and tongue, gradually turned from wild and fierce, into a sweet and sweet sucking in a long time.

Lip points. Both chests were slightly undulating.

Feng Ming blushed and turned her head. Duck, go on like this, my handsome guy must become homosexual. If homosexuality is changed, 80% should be the party to accept, it is not cost-effective. Instead of going on like this, I started off to be strong and got into Rong Wang. Want to stop, smile.

He blushed, huh, this boy blushed, and soon, he would obediently beg under me. Thinking of this, Rong Wang could not help laughing.

When they met, they saw strange smiles on each other's faces.

Feng Ming's smile on me is getting sweeter and sweeter, and I want to come to love me gradually.

This **** Rong Wang is laughing again, I must be careful not to be given by him.

The following days, I can't say badly. Everyone is looking forward to their victory with sweetness. Rong Wang no longer dared to call Feng Ming to show his terrible calligraphy, and Feng Ming could not find any chance to realize his plan of "on" Rong Wang.

"His Royal Highness, this is the new fruit and fruit that Rong Wang ordered."

The beauty who lives in the deep palace should look like this, right?

Boring, boring, boring ... and then getting old.

"Autumn basket, I want to go out for a walk."

Qiu Lan turned his head to look at the guards of the Prince's Palace in a difficult state: "However, without the command of King Rong, the Prince cannot go out of the Prince's Palace."

"Hum!" Feng Ming glanced at Qiu Lan.

Where did he know that his signature action had the only effect of making the little maid blush and beating without any intimidation.

"Ah! It's suffocating!" Fengming roared suddenly, terrifying everyone, and the guard guarding the door of the temple nervously looked around.

"What are you yelling at? People outside the palace can hear you." Rong Wang's voice suddenly passed from behind.

Feng Ming immediately turned around and pointed at Rong Wang's nose and said, "I tell you, if you keep boring me like this, I will die! I will surely die! That way, if you want to kiss your relatives, you have to go find someone else, know ?"

Rong Wang smiled lightly, and the knife-shaped contour softened immediately: "It turned out that you were bored, so I'll take you out for a horse ride, okay?"

"Riding?" Fengming's eyes lighted up, and then he became vigilant: "What are the conditions?"

"What do you have to exchange?"

"So let me tell you a story, Princess Mermaid ..."

The story of Fengming was caught in Wang Rong's throat.

"Do you know? Every time you kiss, you like to keep your eyes wide open and look at my face up close." Rong Wang sucked Fengming's sweetness and said in a deep breath.

That's to always monitor whether your cravings are burning into your head and be ready to fight. Fengming's eyes were still staring at the boss.

"Well, take you to ride a horse." Rong Wang released Fengming and let him breathe freely. "On the condition that ... let Xiaochen put on the uniform for the Royal Highness personally." He said with a magnetic voice near Fengming's ear.

"Pervert!" Feng Ming whispered back: "A transaction is concluded."

In the back room, Rong Wang waved everyone back and took off his clothes for Feng Ming. The long body was displayed in front of King Rong. He had never discovered that the body in front of him could make him so tight on his chest and his tongue dry.

"Hey, don't just look at it!" Fengming was frightened by his vision, afraid he would immediately upgrade his action.

If you talk about strength, of course Fengming suffers.

King Rong's face was struggling strangely for a long time, and then he grinded and changed into a horse uniform for Fengming.

"Don't mess around."

"Feng Ming, your skin is so nice and smooth."

"Of course, huh .......... but you can't mess around!"

His Royal Highness Prince Rong Wang changed clothes and spent almost half an hour. When he came out, His Royal Highness blushed and turned red. The latest news from the Prince's Palace spread throughout the palace.