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Chapter 367: The Deadpan of the Heavy Gate. 2


Through the window, she could see the scene inside in the blurred light and shadow.

The tulle hung down, enveloping countless ambiguous ripples.

She could see clearly, in the slightly swaying light and shadow of the size of the oil lamp bean, the two intertwined figures were not at all far away, they were close together, naked~ body, and the light was down, becoming a ripple drama by itself.

On the ground in front of the bed, there were robes scattered indiscriminately, men's black robes, military boots, women's skirts, undershirts, and belly pockets......

Thrown on the ground in a mess, it should be that the two of them were in a very anxious situation, and they didn't have time to pay attention to the others, so the monkey hurriedly took off his clothes and began this good show.

Chongmenhuan suddenly thought, how impatient this should be.

It's always a little ridiculous to think about.

The dim light seems to add an extra rippling scene to this rippling scene, and the flowing yellow is warm, and it seems that there is a shameful smell in the air.

Such a scene made her a little afraid to look at it directly.

The soft, long, and bone-numbing flattering words of the woman kept coming from my ears.

The voice was like an ant that fell on her heart and gnawed on.

She watched the pair of men and women sleeping with their necks crossed, and the ups and downs of passion were uncontrollable, which was a gesture that only two people could bear to be in love.

It has to be so affectionate to be so intense.

In the slightly drunken light, the woman's face gradually became clearer.

The beautiful face is flushed with passion, the eyes are slightly closed, and the beautiful eyebrows seem to be full of mist.

This is an extremely good-looking and elegant woman, with fair skin dyed red, and infinite charm.

The graceful and uneven figure was held in the arms of the man, dragging the waist and arching up, accepting the baptism of the man.

Each time, a long, bone-tingling moan would overflow from the woman's lips.

Chongmen Huan listened to this moan~ groan, and goosebumps rose all over her body.

Even if she is a woman, she can't bear such a coquettish voice, let alone a man who is doing things with her.

It's like singing a long night of charming.

The ambiguous and warm atmosphere is getting stronger and stronger, and it is uncontrollable, and the woman is obviously enjoying such a cloud and rain thing, moaning ~ moaning louder and louder.

When she was excited, she grabbed the man's sturdy back, leaving long scratches on his shoulders.

In this way, it makes men beastly and furious.

It's a hot scene!

In the depths of love, the woman left stripes of bright red on his shoulders.

The woman's face became clearer and clearer in her eyes, and Chongmenhuan's head suddenly seemed to be bombed, and she felt that the whole person was not good.

This woman, she seems to have seen.

When she was still Qin Xuanji, at countless palace banquets before, there were many official ladies or royal ladies who attended, and this woman, in her impression, was indeed someone's wife.

But there were so many people coming and going, she didn't remember her.

And at this moment, it is not her husband who is lingering with her!

Chongmenhuan stood outside the window, and between the slight rise of the gauze tent, both his body and his heart became cold inch by inch.

Because she saw that the man tilted his head slightly, and the golden mask on his face stung her eyes.

That's a big deal!