Queen Flower

"Master!" She couldn't help calling him softly.

"Call me Xiling, call me Xiling." He insisted.

"...Xiling..." A slight sigh, soft and intimate, like catkins that fell into the lake, gently flicking in his heart.

He kissed the rosy red and hugged her tightly.

"You said you liked me." Murong Xiling bit her shoulder lightly, swept everything on the table to the ground with his backhand, and pushed her down on it.

This is the table by the window, and the moonlight shines on her through the window lattice, just like the shimmer on the top of the cave that day, he can clearly see all her appearance, the rolling hills and the deep valleys.

The icy tabletop was sticking to her back, the chill oozing into the bones, suddenly reminding her of the bottom of the cave that day, it was soft, but it was so gloomy and cold.

He waved his hand and shook off his shirt, revealing a tall and slender body, with firm and beautiful muscles, a beautiful waistline, and his skin as white as jade, glowing with a luster in the moonlight, as if he had just walked through the lake in the night. out.

He got close to her body, clasped her hands together and pressed her tightly on either side of her head.

"Do you remember?" He said softly, bowed his head and kissed her body eagerly and deeply, holding every inch of her skin in his mouth, the tip of his tongue gently touched the snow peak on her chest, The towering mountain tip rolled into her mouth and sucked hard, making her feel a little pain.

He was placed between her legs, his face was firm, his sharps were high, he was close to her, his body quickly sank into her, not gentle at all, even rude and arrogant, the instant hotness and firmness made him The muscles of the whole body tensed, and the complexion changed slightly.

Jiang Lan didn't know that he would be like this when he was always gentle. A sharp pain came from under him, and some messy pictures suddenly flashed in front of Jiang Lan's eyes. The same fingers intertwined, the same limbs intertwined, sweat dripping, the shimmering light from the top of the cave sprinkled on his strong back, with flickering light and shadow, just like now.

"Well, remember... I remember." She finally remembered all of them. That time, the warm lingering in the cave was the first time they were forgotten. The awakening memory played back and forth in her mind, reminding her how wild she was at the time. Her twisting body was pink, and her voice was soft and soft, with a strong eroticism.

Murong Xiling raised his head and looked at her face. With boundless surprise in his eyes, he loosened his clasped hands and stroked her cheek, mixed with deep desire, but he withdrew from her body. He started to kiss her lips, licking gently, as if she were the most fragile china in the world. She remembered that the precious and beautiful first time was finally no longer his memory alone.

He trembled slightly and began to stroke her body. Patrol his territory, fingers slowly down along the waistline, teasing her stamens. Dance with your fingers and let her open up for him.

Jiang Lan stood up, stretched out his arms to hug him, and pressed his face to his chest, the beautiful queen flower disappeared because of her. a long long time ago.

She kissed his chest and stroked his back. Like him, from top to bottom, the fingers run along the bare/naked back all the way to the firm hip.

Murong Xiling grabbed her hand and pulled it in front of him, unable to hold it any longer, he leaned forward to enter her, this time carefully, slowly, powerfully but extremely gentle.

He leaned over and pressed her on the table, opened her body, put his hands around her leg sockets on the table, looked down at her from a height, and swayed his body in the moonlight, his arched topline was smooth and gorgeous, like a tall A fin leaping high out of the sea.

The moonlight was blurry, and it sprinkled on her body like a layer of silver brilliance, adding infinite beauty to this body.

Jiang Lan covered his eyes with the back of his hands, enduring his attack like waves, wave after wave, surging endlessly.

"Go inside...it's too bright here." She protested in a low voice, exhaling like blue.

"No, I want to look at you," Murong Xiling whispered in her ear, "Let me look at you."

He pulled her hand down and kissed her eyes, "Call me."

"Master..." Jiang Lan called to him softly, opened his hazy eyes, the waves were glittering, and his eyes were black, like two deep pools that sucked the soul.

Murong Xiling penetrated deeper into her body, gentle and strong, again and again, fast and heavy, as if to squeeze all her body into it before she was willing. He was sweating and his muscles tensed, "Call me."

Jiang Lan was trembling all over, and everything had reached its peak. He couldn't bear it any longer. He reached out and grabbed his arm, clasping his fingers tightly, "Xiling..."

The intense pressure suddenly came, and it contracted violently, as if to **** him into another time and space. Murong Xiling stopped abruptly, fell on her body and trembled slightly, pouring out, gasping for breath.

Jiang Lan closed his eyes, and then heard the exclamation in his ears.

Murong Xiling rested his hands on the table, half-dangling above her, looking at her without blinking.

Jiang Lan felt embarrassed and wanted to curl up, but he was holding him back and couldn't move. Following his astonishing gaze, she realized that a large red queen flower was blooming on her chest and lower abdomen, and there was a wisp of branches. Winding down from her left shoulder, green branches and leaves, lush red flowers, resting on her jade-like body, like a magnificent oil painting, radiant and enchanting to the extreme, wait until all those flowers are in full bloom After that, everything gradually subsided and returned to its natural whiteness and flawlessness.

She never knew that she would do this, because she always wrapped herself in clothes or quilts, so no one has found out so far that Murong Xiling was the first.

"It's beautiful." He got up and carried her to the bed, "Let me see it again."

Jiang Lan pushed him away, turned over and buried his head in the pillow, leaving him behind.

Murong Xiling chuckled lightly, ignoring her refusal, lowered his head and started kissing her back, then pressed her body to enter her from behind, he missed her for so long, endured so long, how could one time be enough, anyway night It's still a long time, and some time.

...

This is the first time Jiang Lan has spent the whole night in a man's room. This is her master, her queen, and her legitimate husband.

On the second day, they came out of the room very late, and everyone's eyes were very wonderful, and they were ambiguous and envious.

Jiang Lan's back was sore, and Murong Xiling was refreshed. Although she still had that indifferent face, her eyes were as tender as water when she looked at her, and the tenderness almost overflowed. How happy this person should be. It's all a satisfaction.

As a result, other people are very restless, Sensen's jealousy, how can one favor one over the other, it's not fair.

Xiao Yan made it clear that this night belonged to him, and Chu Qingcheng did not show weakness, and followed closely, Xia Henqiu was extremely depressed and could only scratch the wall alone.

Jiang Lan decided to ignore the boring tricks of these people, and the business was important.

Fortunately, the regime has just been established, and there are no rules for going to the court, just a few basic routine meetings.

Shangguanhong raised a question, the queen is in power, and the husband also has a husband, but because of the husband, many questions must be raised now.

Zunguo has always had more men than women, polyandry, not because women are affectionate, but because of objective facts. Now the ratio of men and women is more terrible than before, and many men are bachelors for life.

Now that the queen is in power, the status of her harem determines the future of the entire kingdom. Murong Xiling, as the last prince of Zunguo, the current husband and the only king, is not going to dominate his wife and master, so he showed it in front of everyone at once.

It is useless to say a thousand words and ten thousand, everyone sees the truth.

To convince everyone that the Honorary Assembly will return to the old rules, it is not enough for the Queen to be in power, it needs legal certainty. Zunguo must clearly legislate, how many husbands a woman needs to marry in her lifetime, and only by determining this lower limit can domestic conflicts be eased and hope given to the majority of bachelors.

Jiang Lan has a headache. There is actually such a legislation. How could she know that this matter needs a social investigation.

"What do you say the lower limit is?" she asked the crowd.

Shangguanhong replied: "My survey data shows that men in Huicheng generally have a hope value between 8 and 10, while women's hope is between 3 and 6 because of fertility stress."

Men are willing to expand the lower limit because the crisis of being a bachelor is too serious and based on their desire to reproduce, women are unwilling to increase the lower limit based on reality and considering their own tolerance.

This is the difference between men and women, because children are born to women. If this issue is put into a patriarchal society, there are more women than men, and if you ask men the lower limit of marriage, the guarantee is that the more the better, the better there is no lower limit, I can’t wait for women all over the world All belong to him, otherwise why does the emperor want three thousand in the harem? Does he really need so many women by himself?

Men can harvest fertile fields, because there are no consequences, women can only grow one kind of seedlings at a time. It takes a long time and the price is high. Maybe they will pay their own lives in the end.

"Then three or four?" Jiang Lan asked. As a woman, she naturally thinks about women first.

Xia Henqiu shook his head, "No, Zunguo used to be at least 5 or 6. Now the problem is so serious, it can't be worse than before, and the people will not accept it."

Shangguanhong glanced at Xia Henqiu with a little deep meaning, the corners of her mouth moved slightly, and she smiled and said, "Xia Xiang's words are reasonable, society cannot go backwards, and the people must have hope."

Jiang Lan looked at the remaining people, and Liu Chang replied, "Six is ​​better."

Xiao Yan and Chu Qingcheng looked at each other and insisted, "Five."

"5 and 6 are no different," Jiang Lan turned around and asked Murong Xiling, "What does the master mean?"

"I think five would be better." Murong Xiling glanced at the crowd, his eyes passed over Xiao Yan, Chu Qingcheng, and Xia Henqiu, then stopped on Liu Chang, and then returned to Jiang Lan.

"Then let's listen to the master, 5 is the minimum lower limit for husbands-in-law, and there is no upper limit." Jiang Lan finalized, and the final word was that this country belongs to the master in the end, so he still has to listen to his opinion, "Shangguanhong is responsible for promulgating this decree. Well, it's good for everyone's hearts."

This was the first official decree issued after she came to power. Several men let out a long sigh of relief.

Liu Chang glanced at Murong Xiling and smiled lightly.