The Wealthy Psychic Lady: 99 Stolen Kisses

She pointed with a finger and pointed to the room next to An Xiaomeng.

"What if he runs in my room by himself?" An Xiaomen asked.

"I helped him into the next room first, and then I helped you. I just came downstairs. How could he get so drunk ... Why would he go to your room? Don't think too much, if you go to your room It was you who helped in. Your Highness has fallen asleep. I will wake up His Highness and drink tea. You should hurry to sleep. "

After speaking, I left.

An Xiaomeng was stunned, and now she can't say anything.

In addition, now that she is awake in the eyes of Zhiyin, if she tells her that Tuoba Gucheng is now in his room, he will definitely be misunderstood.

Right now, I can only get Tuoba Gucheng to the next door myself.

An Xiaomen was fully awake at this time.

After a while, if the Zhiyin Duan hangover tea came up and found that he was not in the next room but in his own room, the consequences would be disastrous.

She hurried back to the room, forcibly dragged Tuoba Gucheng, put his arms on his shoulders, and forcibly supported his body, slowly moving him slowly to the next door.

He is tall and strong, and he doesn't look fat, but he is very heavy, especially now, all his weight is attached to An Xiaomeng.

Almost crushed her.

An Xiaomen gritted his teeth and helped him into the next room. Fortunately, no one was passing by.

Closing the door, she helped him walk to the bed.

When approaching the bed, An Xiaomen couldn't support him anymore and dropped him, but when she dropped it, she forgot the arm on her shoulder and took her directly to the bed.

He pressed directly on his heart and woke him up.

But his awake state is not completely awake.

Looking at her in the dark, her lips lightened, "Who?"

"Your Highness, I'm Munin, you're drunk, I'll help you back."

She thought of getting up, but he rolled over and let her slide directly into the bed, her thighs pressing her.

Not only that, but before she could break free, she was drunk.

Putting her hand directly on her waist, she was about to go down. An Xiaolim reached out and moved his hand to the side. She would crawl away with all her strength.

Unexpectedly, at this time, Tuoba Gucheng grabbed her back collar and pulled her down again.

An Xiaomen was almost furious. This man was ...

It's not easy to be rough with him, otherwise he will be held accountable when he really wakes up.

Replaced by someone else, she was half-dead.

But this person, she can't talk.

"Dare to run? Where are you going?"

"Your Highness, I'm Mu Ning. Look at who I am."

He had a strong drink in his mouth and closed his eyes and said, "No matter ... whatever you are, it doesn't matter. I'm so hot, it's so hot."

Then in An Xiaojing's shock, he actually got up and pressed her under him.

In the dark night, he opened his eyes and looked at the woman under him, smirking and said, "I can't see clearly ... you look like ..."

"His second emperor ..." An Xiaomen didn't know what he was going to do with the strength of the wine, but he always had a bad hunch.

"Shut up." He sat across her, sat upright, stretched out his hands and unbuttoned her clothes.

An Xiaomen was frightened to death and covered his hand. "His second prince, I'm Mu Ning, just the ugly and bunny Mu Ning."

He warned again, "If you ... dared to say ... a word, I would ... call people ... say you ... say you seduce / lead me, you would be executed."

An Xiaojing opened her eyes wide, this shameless one!

She's wearing a mask now, and she didn't expect that he'd let go of this ghostly appearance.

Sure enough, the worry of her husband is not unreasonable.

It must be because of drunkenness, An Xiaomen thinks, he's afraid he's not even clear who she is.

Flowers can also be regarded as beautiful flowers.

An Xiaomen closed her mouth successfully and said nothing.

I really want to stun him with a fist.

Deeply feeling that there is a hard thing against her, she knows what it is.

Tuoba Gucheng stretched out her hand to undress her clothes. An Xiaomen pressed it tightly. His hand was extremely hot and hot beyond the normal temperature of the human body. She did n’t wait for her to think about it. Was picked up.

She was really angry and anxious.

Because of anger, the whole person was shaking.

"If Your Highness doesn't stop, I'll be polite to you!"

"Come!" He yelled suddenly at the door, and An Xiaojing's nerves were tightened. "Second, my highness, I won't say anymore, I won't say anymore, don't shout ..."

He seemed very happy, talking drunk, and muttering repeatedly, An Xiaomen didn't know what he was talking about.

Just sit on her and take off her clothes.

Seeing him leaning down and kissing his collarbone, the one he couldn't wait for, even his breathing was quick.

An Xiaojing felt that he was wrong, but her bottom line had reached the limit.

Forcibly leaving will definitely not work, she patiently whispered softly, "Your Highness, I will make you feel good, can you lie down and lie on top of me?"

"It's too hot, hurry up ..." With a drunk response.

He turned over and came down from her, An Xiaomen quickly put on his pants, just sat up, and when he saw him, he also got to sit up. She quickly let him lie down and said, "Oh, lie down."

When he lay down again, An Xiaomen saw this and immediately jumped out of bed and ran out.

But before taking two steps, I was caught by a strong arm. "Dare you lie to me, you **** woman, I'm almost burnt now! Do you want to die !!!"

The sound of rushing fire made An Xiaomen a little bit confused, drunk and almost burnt?

Wouldn't it be ...

An Xiaojing's eyes lighted up, as if she had guessed something, but who dares to have such courage?

She was afraid that if she continued to consume it, she would not be able to get out of the door. Instead, she would attract other people's ideas.

The more I was afraid, the more I came. At this moment, there was a knock on the door from the door. "Your Highness, are you awake?"

"Wake up." He gritted his teeth, his eyes were red, and he was about to burst into flames, holding An Xiaomen's neck directly, forcing her to lie on the bed.

"I'll send you a sober tea, can I come in?"

An Xiaomeng mentioned her throat and her heart was too tense.

He leaned down, kissed her face, and An Xiaomen clutched the bed sheet, dared not to say a word, and leaned his face to the side.

"His Royal Highness?" The confidant called again.

"Get off !!!" A roar came.

Zhiyin held the hangover tea and did not leave, holding her breath and listening carefully for the movement inside.

Without hearing the footsteps left, An Xiaolim's brow frowned.