Chapter 1892 is not satisfied As soon as Feng Tiange's words came out, he immediately felt that his lips were swollen terribly. et As for the chest and neck, they have long been covered with dense kiss marks, which look indescribably ambiguous.
With just one glance, people can guess the beautiful scene of last night.
Feng Qingge thought about the crazy actions of the two last night, and the whole person instantly turned red from his neck to his heels.
Feng Qingge grabbed the quilt on the bed and wrapped it tightly.
Before she could wrap herself, someone on the side had already reached out and ripped off the quilt on her body.
Then his body moved, and he pressed down on her tightly.
"Aifei, the weather is too hot, don't wrap such a thick quilt, be careful to cover the prickly heat."
Yun Ling looked at the shy little woman under him with a faint smile in his cold eyes, and said with a wicked smile, with a rare touch of ridicule in his tone.
"You don't have to."
Feng Qingge pushed his chest with both hands, and said in a muffled voice.
Taking advantage of his displeasure, he pulled the quilt and even took the lead into the quilt.
Thinking of his appearance covered with scars, Feng Qingge almost even wanted to die.
Not only that, Feng Qingge moved his legs awkwardly.
I only felt that the pain between her legs was terrible, and when she moved slightly, she gasped for a while.
Yun Linghan raised his eyebrows, looked at the little woman under the quilt, and said in a dangerous tone.
"Could it be that this king didn't satisfy his concubine last night."
As Yun Linghan spoke, a pair of satisfied eyes once again aimed towards the delicate body under the quilt.
Think of last night's deliciousness Yun Linghan's eyes were as black as ink, and a dangerous light flashed again, and his hands began to be dishonest, and he slid into the quilt with familiarity.
Last night, he took into account that it was the first time for him to sing a song, so he was careful throughout the whole process, for fear that he would accidentally hurt her.
At this moment, Yun Linghan felt the soft body under him, and there was a burst of heat surging under his abdomen again.
Looking at Feng Tingge's eyes, they gradually turned from shallow to deep, and the bottom of his eyes gradually became bromine.
"Yun Linghan, what are you going to do bastard, hurry up."
Feng Tiange was startled, and hurriedly grabbed the quilt with both hands, twisted his body and stretched out his hand to push it towards his chest.
It's good that she doesn't move, but this movement instantly ignites the lust in someone's body.
"Hmm."
Yun Ling snorted.
Feeling the scorching desire and fire, the wide palm tore open the obstructive quilt in front of him, and the hot flames were like a flash flood, and the crazy scalding phoenix poured out his chest and earlobes.
Feng Qingge felt the kiss as dense as a drizzle, her body was like a burning flame, and her consciousness began to sink into a daze.
Gradually, Feng Tingge let out a coquettish moan from his mouth.
Scorching, his legs subconsciously crossed his sturdy lower back, and moaned with his rhythm.
The soft bed swayed like flowing water.
A coquettish moan, from the veil sounded, with an ambiguous taste and atmosphere.
A room of spring.
Palace.
When Feng Qingge and Yun Linghan appeared side by side outside the main hall.
The chief eunuch hurriedly stepped forward respectfully and knelt down towards the two.
"Slaves, see His Royal Highness the King of Han and Princess Han.
The queen mother and the emperor have been waiting from inside for a long time, and invite the prince and princess to come with the minions. ” As the chief eunuch spoke, he quickly raised his feet and led the two towards the hall
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