The Little Farmer's Daughter is a Divine Doctor

The lips and tongue are filled with wine.

His lips always with a trace of cool, different from the past, he did not bite her like a coyote, but gently rubbed, the tip of the tongue swept the lips, let her dizzy.

It must be the effect of wine. Wen Ruolan pursed her lips and happened to live on the tip of Dongfang Yi's tongue. Both of them were stunned.

Big hands, well-defined fingers along the outline of her facial features gently rub, the dark room can not see each other's appearance, Wen Ruolan can only feel his more and more rapid breathing, warm breathing hovered in her ears for a long time.

"Do you like it?" he asked hoarsely

Wen Ruolan closes her eyes and gently puts her hand around Dongfang Yi's neck. When she is picked up, she tries to hang her body on his chest.

This action makes Dongfang Yi laugh softly, and the laughter is stained with wine fragrance, which makes Wen Ruolan feel dizzy.

"It's shameful to pretend to be drunk." Wen Ruolan muttered, lying on his chest and hugging him, so that she could understand her mind better, at least she was happy.

"Otherwise, my father-in-law will drive me away. He doesn't think much of me." Dongfang Yi holds Wen Ruolan's waist with one hand, and the two of them fit together tightly. Wen Ruolan's body can't help being stiff.

The soul of modern people has been telling her that it is not shameful. But she was worried about the ancient people's design. She sighed, "don't bully me."

Her voice was soft and waxy. At this time, she was even more trembling. Originally, she just copied her facial features. Her fingers suddenly tightened, pinched her chin, hooked up with a little force, and some couldn't wait to fall off her lips.

Wen Ruolan snorts when she feels as numb as a butterfly kissing a petal. Dongfang Yi's body is tense, and her hot body temperature seems to melt them. With a snort, she bends down to pick them up and goes straight to bed.

Wen Ruolan made a great alarm. He just wanted to make incense secretly, but he didn't want to come. If he had a child, the consequences would be unimaginable.

He stretched out his hand to support Dongfang Yi's chest and said in a soft voice, "no way."

"I'm afraid you'll regret it." Dongfang Yi's voice is hoarse. He reaches out and pinches Wen Ruolan's collar. With a little force, he rolls his fingers open, revealing a small piece of snow-white skin. His clavicle is so mellow that he can't help but lower his head and take a bite.

Wen Ruolan trembled and grabbed his hand in a hurry: "Dongfang Yi, we are not married. The memorial archway of chastity has been set up. What should I do if I don't wait for you to marry me and have a baby?"

Feeling Dongfang Yi's body frozen, Wen Ruolan gently pushes him away and shrinks to the side.

"Why not?" Dongfang Yi hooks his arm and presses the person into his arms. Wen Ruolan keeps dodging with his hands burning everywhere. The more he dodges, the more friction between the two people's bodies. Finally, Wen Ruolan doesn't dare move.

He looks up like asking for help. He knows that he can't see Dongfang Yi's face, but he always feels that his burning eyes are going to see him through. He can't help but have a fever.

"Afraid?" Dongfang Yi is like a hunter. He touches Wen Ruolan's hair lightly on his forehead and rubs it: "it's done. You can't escape even if you want to. It's a chance."

The voice is too enchanting, deep and hoarse let Wen Ruolan's body get a layer of goose bumps, this kind of feeling almost took her life, stay away and hide behind.

Where is Dongfang Yi willing to let her go? She pastes it directly. She's holding her belly and jumping. It's embarrassing.

"Don't do that." Wen Ruolan never knew that he could be such a counsellor. He felt guilty when he said a word. But Dongfang Yi didn't listen to him. When he went back to the area, Wen Ruolan ran into him and covered his face immediately.

"Wen Ruolan, now tell me, what are you not ready for?" Dongfang Yi turns over and presses people under her body, aggressively lifting her slender waist.

Wen Ruolan trembles all over. He reaches for Dongfang Yi's face and imitates his facial features, eyebrows, nose and lips. His facial features are perfect.

"Not ready. I don't know when you will come back from southern Xinjiang." Wen Ruolan put his hand around his neck and put his body on his shoulder. "Dongfang Yi, I'm afraid that I'll wait too long. I'm afraid that there are other women around you. I'm afraid that you'll make the same mistake one day. I'm afraid that I'm alone in Yandu. I miss you every day. What's more, I'm afraid that our relationship is just dew."

Dongfang Yi turns over and sits up, holding her in his arms like a child. The jade look that was almost broken gradually fades away, and is replaced by a soft heart.

What she is afraid of, she is not afraid of?

"You're grinding." He husky voice, rubbed her back: "I must live up to you, will not let you wait too long, just my recklessness, don't be angry."

Wen Ruolan rubbed his neck socket: "well, I'm not angry."

It's like that after a competition, Wen Ruolan can't think of anything else. It's so beautiful that her mind is occupied by one person.

"You're waiting for a chance, aren't you?" Wen Ruolan asked.

Dongfang Yi bowed his head and kissed her forehead: "yes, before, I only wanted to live in peace, so that my father and emperor could see me better and better, and let my mother and imperial concubine reunite with me. Therefore, I have never cultivated power, but have some means to protect myself. "

Wen Ruolan believes that if Dongfang Yi wants to win the throne, he will never die by his own means.

"Apart from me, the crown prince and even other princes have been fighting secretly for a long time. On the surface, it looks peaceful, but in fact, they have their own plans. So I need time, both human and material resources need time." Dongfang Yi hooked his lips: "will you worry?"

"No, I believe you." Wen Ruolan grabs his big hand and draws a circle in his palm: "it's not a bad thing to go to southern Xinjiang. You are at least familiar with it. Luo fan and brother shadowless are here. You can come back as soon as possible."

"Still miss him?" Dongfang Yi squeezed Wen Ruolan's hand: "no!"

Wen raised her face with a smile and pursed her lips to kiss him on the cheek.

Dongfang Yi's response was extremely gentle. She tasted it like a pearl. Before she screamed, she put her in her arms and said, "sleep. I'll take you to Huanxi tomorrow. There's another person who wants to see you all the time."

"Well." Wen Ruolan cleverly pasted in his arms and closed his eyes at ease.

Who said that? A man thinks with his lower body. Once he falls in love with a woman, he will try to think with his upper body. His forbearance is like a warm current, which makes Wen Ruolan's heart full of honey.

He hugs each other quietly and listens to each other's heartbeat. Until it's dim, Dongfang Yi gently pulls out his arm and looks at Wen Ruolan, who is sleeping with a small face red. He lowers his head and kisses her forehead.

In this life, even if it is for her, we should be powerful.

Leaving Wen's house, Liu Zi was told to prepare in a low voice, and he went back to yaolu to bathe and change clothes.

"Master, ready."

When the door opened, Liuzi suddenly saw Dongfang Yi dressed like this. He was stunned and fell on his knees: "Liuzi, see King Rui."

Dongfang Yi dropped his eyes: "well, let's go."

Since he has been crowned king, Dongfang Yu will not embarrass Wen Ruolan. There is only so much protection he can give her before he leaves.

Where does Wen Ruolan know that Dongfang Yi sent a secret letter to him to make him king? Although Dongfang Yuhong was shocked by his move, he still decided to give Wen Ruolan a throne to the ninth prince at the same time.

He wanted her to be safe.