Peach Blossom

    As soon as she finished speaking, she saw the princess looking at her with a smile.

      She is married.

    She is so cranky, the princess is going to laugh at her. The king of Han blushed and hid in the arms of the princess in shame, not daring to look at her. The princess didn't speak, she raised her hand and stroked the back of her neck. Her palms were slightly cold, soft, like nephrite, extremely comfortable. King Han felt that she liked it, she couldn't stand still, and after a while, she quietly raised her head to look at the princess.

    In the quiet night, the princess also stared at her tenderly. The King of Han was attracted, and looked at the princess in despair, even reluctant to blink.

    "Aren't you really here to marry me?"

      The princess didn't answer, just looked at her with a smile, her eyes were softer and more affectionate, like a cloud of light, coming from afar, with the fragrance of peach blossoms full of trees, gently wrapping her.

      She stretched out her little hand and wrapped her arms around the princess' neck, which was a little different from her coquettishness in the past, more urgent, and less childish. She hugged the princess tightly, but still felt that it was not enough. There was an empty space in her heart, and there was nowhere to put it. It was as if she was holding the princess firmly, rubbing her whole into her heart, so that the two of them could be combined into one. There is emptiness.

    How can two people become one person, Han Wang couldn't think of a way, bit his lip, a little sad. She was eager to relieve herself, and instinctively, she gently bit the princess' neck, which was white and smooth, and the thin blood veins were almost visible underneath. King Han bit, and felt that the emptiness in his heart seemed to be a little better.

    As if she had found a way to relieve her, she licked it again, the princess trembled slightly, but did not make a sound, raised her hand on her back, and condoned what she did.

    Han Wang felt that he was really strange tonight, and he felt relieved just now, but after a while, more emptiness came. She was in pain, especially in the area between her legs. The taste of emotion is really unfamiliar, the Han Wang Xiaopo instinctively searched for the princess, with mist in his eyes, his mouth was pouted and he wanted to cry: "Ayao, I'm uncomfortable."

    The princess looked at her, and saw that Her Highness's round and lovely ears were in front of her. She leaned forward slightly and put the soft earlobes in her mouth.

      King Han felt better and felt a little more comfortable, but Ayao had a way. She hummed softly, hugged the princess, and asked her, "I still want to kiss."

    As she wished, the princess took good care of her little ears, and kissed her tightly, not only falling on the ears, but gradually moving down to the neck of King Han, whose clothes were messy , The clothes are half open, the eyes are like tears and fog, hazy, and a little confused.

    She felt that it was not enough again, as if she was scratching her head, Ayao kissed her ear and kissed her neck very comfortable, but the emptiness in that place became more and more serious.

    This feels unfamiliar and strange, Han Wang finally cried: "Woo woo woo woo, Ayao, it's uncomfortable..."

    A smile flashed in the princess' eyes, and she raised her hand to wipe away the tears on Han Wang's face. The King of Han looked at her with tears in his eyes, feeling uncomfortable, but also happy that A Yao treated her well.

    The princess said with a slight smile on her lips, "Where is your Highness uncomfortable?"

    Her voice is no different from ordinary, gentle but always with a little coldness outside the world, but at this time, when it falls into the ears of Han Wang, I always feel bewitched.

      Feeling uncomfortable, hesitating.

    Seeing that King Han couldn't speak, and was about to cry again, the princess coaxed softly: "It's about the health of Your Highness, it's not good or not careful, and tell me, where is it uncomfortable?"

    As she spoke, the breath was sprayed on Han Wang's neck, it was hot and itchy, don't be tempted, Han Wang became more and more uncomfortable, felt that A Yao was right, and whispered: "Below, between the legs Suffering."

    The princess seduced her and said, "How uncomfortable?"

    Han Wang stammered: "Wet, wet."

    The pitiful little appearance, innocent and simple, like a child, but said obscene words. His Highness was emotional, like a small milk cat, helplessly rubbed against her and let out a soft whisper. The princess suddenly didn't care when they were separated for five days, and His Highness held the jade bottle with the begonia every day. . The pulp of his fingers stroked Han Wang's lips and gently stroked.

    The princess smiled softly: "Can I heal Your Highness?"

    When the king of Han first became aware of love and desire, he woke up a little later the next day.

    The princess did not need to sleep, nor did she meditate, she lay beside the king of Han and watched her all night. His Highness was very tired, and before falling asleep in a daze, he still grabbed the front of her clothes and asked, "Aren't you really here to marry me?"

    The sun shines through the window paper, and half of the bedroom is illuminated. The King of Han was fast asleep, his face was half-covered under the quilt, but his ears were exposed. The princess suddenly remembered the day they got married. She bathed first, and His Highness waited for her in the bedroom, and fell asleep. They were not yet acquainted at that time, and when she saw the soft little ears, she still couldn't hold back, and reached out to touch them.

    Round and smooth, it is the feeling in memory.

    Han Wang moved and opened her eyes. She just woke up and was still a little confused. Following her habit, she turned around and asked the princess to hug her. The princess withdrew her hand, held King Han in her arms, and said softly, "Your Highness is awake."

    Han Wang arched to her neck, nodded, and his consciousness gradually woke up. The events of last night appeared scene by scene in Han Wang's mind. The King of Han blushed, ran out of the princess' arms, and hid under the quilt.

    The body has been scrubbed and the bedclothes have been changed. The princess is gentle and will not hurt her, and there is no trace on her body, but there is still a little bit between her legs after entering and leaving. discomfort. No matter how ignorant she is, she also understands that this is something that is not drawn in the picture album.

    Han Wang's heart beat fiercely, he felt happy, but also very shy, hiding under the quilt and refusing to come out.

    Summer morning is still cool, but it's not good to call Jin quilt like this. The princess pulled the quilt and called her out.

    Han Wang remained silent.

    After a while, the King of Han was still hiding. The princess looked out the window and saw the scorching sun rising, fearing that the King of Han was suffocated, and said, "Your Highness is disobedient?"

    Han Wang slowly stuck his head out of the ground and said softly, "Listen."

    She stuck her head out and hid under the quilt, raised her head and glanced at the princess, only one glance, and then quickly lowered her head, the crimson on her face spread to the roots of her ears, and even the small earlobes were flushed red of. Because of this mess, his hair was messed up, and a bunch of dull hair came out.

    The princess didn't ask her anything, she didn't have to speak, she felt better, the shyness that almost drowned her eased a little, but her heart was warm. She knew that the things on the album, only husband and wife can do, called the joy of fish and water. The love of fish and water is mutual determination for life.

    The princess came closer, so that the king of Han could rest on her lap, and the king of Han swept over unwittingly, curling up beside the princess, like a bird wagging its tail from time to time after a full meal cat.

    The princess looked down at her and smiled.

    Seeing her smile, Han Wang blushed again inexplicably. Thinking of last night, Ayao hugged her, comforted her in her ear, and told her to relax. She relaxed as she said, and accommodated Ayao's fingertips. Finally, she felt comfortable and wanted to see Ayao's expression. That's how he looked at her with a smile, his eyes full of pampering and love.

    The king of Han hid in the arms of the princess, she smelled the fragrance of the princess, and suddenly thought that Ayao is so beautiful, compared with all things in the world, green mountains and rivers, I don't know her body what is.

    Thinking about this, she asked.

    "My body, His Highness has seen it." The princess said.

    Han Wang was surprised: "I have seen it?"

    "I am the peach tree in Guangping Temple."

    Han Wang was stunned.