The Beloved Imperial Consort

Seeing Zong Zhenglin’s rest for a while, the twilight was so scary, Mu Xiyao was initially upset, but later found out that it was wrong.

He seemed to burn red eyes and his breath was heavy.

"I thought about it in the daytime, and I will wait for it."

Listening to him is unobtrusive, his words are explicit, and Mu Xiyao is careful that the liver is jumping, and even his neck is shy. In the daytime, Zong Zhenglin, who is dealing with political affairs with his face, is actually thinking in his mind. How does the Sixth Highness be "human face?"

Slightly delicate, both hands just upstairs on his neck, only so gently touched, Zong Zhenglin could not stand, and whispered.

So excited? Mu Xiyao was amazed.

"His Highness, you should let go of your cockroaches first, and let your hand move." The man's big hand was not honest for a moment, and his eyes closed and she couldn't help herself. It was so cheap that he was so cheap that he would not even have the chance to turn over later.

Zong Zhenglin's palms were placed on her waist, and she was slowly following the fascinating body. Even if you keep your eyes closed, you can sketch out every place that makes him ecstasy. When I think about it, my mind is mourning, and I keep screaming and crushing it up. At that time, I thought too much, even the internal forces could not be suppressed. This time, I really touched people so much, only to force him to become more and more crazy.

The man's face was flushed, his mind gradually became awkward, and he sighed with a closed eye. Perhaps today, he has to eat.

"Jiaojiao, can't help it." Panting, Zong Zhenglin's eyes slowly opened, the raging heat and madness in the middle, and the murder of Mu Xiyao's little hand to stop him.

This look is like asking her to serve! It is clearly **** burned, want to force things.

"Sit up, fast." Tightly holding a handsome face, holding her soft body, Zong Zhenglin's forehead sweating, blue veins.

Oversight... The tide of love has come even more fierce than he expected. I never knew that she was thirsty for a day, and she was really stunned.

At the beginning, Mu Xiyao was interrupted by his plan. Now, regardless of the arm, she is sitting up and being manipulated by a man. She can barely gather strength and reluctantly cooperate with him.

Can't wait for the foreplay, Zong Zhenglin suddenly blushed, so slammed into the rampage, painful Mu Xiyao screamed, groaning on his shoulders sobbing and weeping.

"Pain!" What happened? Zong Zhenglin’s remorse on weekdays will not really make her suffer half a grievance. What's more, it's still not like this, it's like madness to take her to the belly.

"Jiaojiao, Jiaojiao." There was a blur in front of him. He seemed to be trapped in the wine pool, and he was anxious and dry. Zong Zhenglin's twilight was unusually scarlet, and she only called her softly, but she turned a deaf ear to the ear.

I finally decided that this man’s situation was definitely not right. Mu Xiyao’s nephew was condensed, and his mouth was biting on his right shoulder. The **** smell spread in his mouth, and the person was clear. Unfortunately, the most responsive man is, as always, has no reaction to shoulder pain.

Can make Zong Zhenglin out of control, even the gods are almost non-existent, even if Mu Xiyao is proud again, he can't do this.

Who is it, who used medicine for him? When is the medicine under?

Raise his hand and caress Zong Zhenglin with a red face, and the lips touched it gently. Starting from the eyebrows, he moved to the lower jaw. "His Royal Highness, squatting." Seeing his embarrassment between the eyebrows and her usual disappointment, Mu Xiyao closed his eyes and attached it wholeheartedly, kissing his chest.

The man is suffering now, she feels a little distressed for him.

"Jiaojiao, very beautiful." Zong Zhenglin has completely lost his mind, and naturally he can't see the soft color in Mu Xiyao's eyes.

Sensitive as Mu Xiyao, I have already noticed that Zong Zhenglin’s love medicine is extremely powerful. It’s just so ordinary and it’s very difficult for him to vent. Only by the stimulation, can he be slightly relieved.

After a small half-hour, after Mu Xiyao tried his best, Zong Zhenglin finally screamed at the people and looked up completely.

Mu Xiyao was full of sweat and sweat, and he was able to withstand the madness of his venting. He thought that men would wake up after they understood. Where do you know that the two are close to each other, and there is a moment to live.

In an instant, the face was blue and green, and Mu Xiyao’s eyes were deep, and he had never been exposed.

Looking up into his still turbid Fengmen, looking at the moment, first stretched out his arms around his neck, fingertips for him to remove the broken hair stuck in front of the forehead.

"His Royal Highness..." The woman’s voice was tired, but the tone was soft and soothing. It’s just that he still can’t wake up the man who is indulging in love.

The lights in the main house shined, and the movement in the middle caused Zhao to be puzzled.

Yao’s master had no sound, but his temple gasped and shouted. This situation has been met for the first time since serving two people on duty outside the door.

The sound of the objects in the room or the eruption of the objects, some crisp, some dull, especially in this late night, it is especially fascinating.

In this case... Zhao Wei took a little squat and retreated further.

The two masters did not know how to toss the law, but led to such a big move. Although they are younger and more affectionate, they can't completely ignore the body. It's so endless, and the greed is delayed.

The sound continued to calm down until it was in the early days. Zhao Wei quickly called people to bring hot water, just waiting for the master to ask people to lift the barrel into the house to add water. I don’t know how to call the master’s voice for a long time, but I heard the sound of the door opening.

Under the six halls, the color was cold and cold, and the blouse was casually draped in the house, and it was chilly. Lightly sweeping them, and screaming at the yard, they saw the figure before the empty stairs, and the whole body was wrapped in the ink cloak and the eyebrows could not be clearly seen.

"To call the defender and pick up Yugu to see you quickly."

"Yes, subordinates obey."

When the voice falls, the blink of an eye disappears. Zhao Wei was so scared that he was holding a **** that was also squatting. The two men leaned on one place, and the atmosphere did not dare to come out.

In the past few years, I have been waiting for the master in the government, and I have seen more or less secrets. Don't say that you are going to rush the man like a ghost. How scary you are in the middle of the night, you just have to encounter this thing, you have to be stunned, just don't know. Frightened in my heart, and even my legs began to soften.

"Prepared for water." Zong Zhenglin now cares for others, but he is worried about lying in the house, looking at Mu Xiyao.

At the moment of restoring the mind, all the illusions in front of them have dissipated. Only in the mind clearly kept every memory, even the illusion of Mu Xiyao smiled and gradually faded away.

How can he, willing to hurt her.

When he was awake, the fog in front of him faded, leaving him alone in the dim light, Mu Xiyao clear eyes and soft look. Whispering, raising his hand and stroking his horns, the woman’s face was pale and the lips were open, and only the suffocating breath called the “His Royal Highness”, and the eyelids slowly hang down, even the small hands on his face. Sudden exhaustion, just across his cheeks straight down the side.

Zong Zhenglin suddenly tightened and his breath stagnate. The palm of the hand was placed on her lower back and the palm was warm. Looking down at the woman who was fainting in her arms, her hand on her waist was trembling.

It’s just like a wave of joy, just like falling into a nightmare.

Zong Zhenglin looked down at Mu Xiyao and was lying in his arms without any anger. The eyes of the phoenix were closed, and the neck of the slightly reclined neck was clearly defined. A raise her head and press it tightly on his neck. The throat screamed and screamed, and even the heartbeat was almost stagnant.

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(The following revisions make up the number of words, parents forgive me. Nothing can be skipped.)

Yu Wei felt like she was going to be torn, and she was hurt all over her body. The brain is especially chaotic, just like the two consciousnesses are in a fierce collision, and there is no fear that her master will collapse at any time.

Finally, through the pain of this heartbreaking, Yu Wei slowly opened his eyes in bed.

It was surrounded by a light blue room, and she was not alone in the house. Not far away, a pot of pink carnation was placed on the white dressing table, just right.

This is not the place she is familiar with, but the bedroom of another Yu Wei.

She was originally a second-rate singer, who has been playing in the entertainment industry for more than a decade, but only had two albums with a total sales volume of 30,000. Or because of the rich second generation, the opportunity to be taken up by people.

After that, I took a few movies in a faint manner, and they were just inconspicuous supporting roles. I was crushed by my family for a lifetime, and I could not see the hope of fame.

Her family is only moderate, her parents are university lecturers, and there is a brother on it.

Yu Wei's qualifications are just general. No matter how hard they try, they can't catch up with her outstanding big brother. The two brothers and sisters are often compared by the parents of the teacher, which makes her very rebellious when she grows up, eager to break free from parental discipline and do what she likes.

So after the college entrance examination, Yu Wei privately filled out the art university, so that her father would be forced out of the house. According to her father's statement, Yu Jiashi's book, Xiangmendi, did not have her daughter, who was neither obedient nor self-deprecating.

So Yu Wei went to school by studying in the field for more than ten years, and never returned. I usually call and give two greetings.

She also often feels alone at home during the festival, but unfortunately she thought of her unspeakable situation. Yu Wei did not have the courage to mention the word home.

She is afraid of going home and making her parents shameful. She is afraid to go home and be ashamed to face her big brother. She is even more afraid of going home and will not have the courage to uphold her ideals.

She has suffered, tired, and cried in these years. But I like to sing, and I like to act as a singer, but I have been reluctant to give up everything she used to fight with her most precious decade.