The fragrance is burning, and the pear vortex is drunk for nine days with a faint smile.

Lianlian hibiscus, charming eyes and shy beauty.

Pingting's willow waist is as clear as ice and as moist as orchid.

He woke up early, hugged her slender waist, held her in his hands like a treasure, and took care of her with the utmost care.

The tears in the corners of my eyes were shed last night. I reached out and touched them with my own hands, and my lips gradually kissed the tears.

A hot kiss, the softness slowly dissolves in the heart.

He whispered in her ear, "I'm sorry."

His importance has always been on her shoulders, leaning forward and burying his head.

At this moment, he could no longer express his apology and love for her in any words. No matter how much he expressed, she would not be able to feel it.

The orchid is bright and faint, and the words are worthy of my words.

Her long eyelashes trembled slightly. As she gradually woke up, she felt that her body was so heavy that she couldn't breathe.

Seeing the man like this, he stretched out his hand and stroked his head to comfort him: "Shiro, what's going on?"

Hearing her voice coming slowly, his lips gradually moved from her neck to the corners of her lips, and with an affectionate look, he could not touch her budding lips.

"Wake up?" The hoarse low voice reached her ears. There was a trace of coldness in his eyes, which contained the warmth he had always hidden.

He treats any woman with nothing but indifference and indifference. No matter how domineering he is in front of her, his love for her is like a sea of ​​rocks that will last till death.

Seeing her hazy eyes, I couldn't help but smile filling the corners of my mouth.

Ye Yilan's fingertips traced the corners of his mouth. In addition to speaking love words, his mouth was also able to enchant people's hearts and hold any breath of themselves in it, all spreading around his mouth and never leaving.

"Why do you keep looking at me?"

Seeing that she was silent and kept staring, he was really interested in everything in her mind.

Unable to help himself, he kissed her lips carefully without making any big movement. The warmth that always existed in his palms reached into her single clothes and gently pressed her abdomen.

She felt panicked again, but at this moment she believed in him and would not do anything excessive.

After all, he had promised that as long as he agreed, he would ask for it so boldly.

A man, facing the woman he loves, has the kind of endurance that can only be met but cannot be sought, and he is the only one who can endure it enough.

Qingcheng's face is rosy, like a rose blooming with red petals, and the quiet "rose fragrance" is wafting on the bed.

There was a hint of joy in his brows. At this moment, she just wanted to stare blankly like this. Suddenly, she bit her lip shyly and turned away unhappily: "I didn't promise you."

"What are you going to promise me?"

After hearing this, Murong Haochen deliberately moved to her lips, wanting to hear her words more carefully.

Her shy cheeks made him cherish her.

It seemed that he had completely forgotten what he said last night and started teasing her again.

"Can you think clearly and be happy with me?"

"I haven't agreed yet, how could Shiro..." She gradually felt his hand slowly sliding down, and immediately grabbed his hand to stop his impulse. "How could it not be done?"

"But today, I want to go back on my word." There was a trace of evil intention on the corners of the smile. "Lan'er, I have given you so many opportunities, you should repay me."

All this time, he got her person, but he never really got her body.

As a man, he has been extremely patient. Every time he touches her, he has been enduring...

In order to win her heart, I have to consider her every time, but she is my woman, why can't I touch her?

He is selfish and does not want to share his woman's face with others and does not allow anyone to spy on her.

Murong Haochen had never given her any thought before. Such a shy move made her hug him tightly.

What was the difference between this scene and that day in the bathtub? He was often like this, flustered for himself, and relieved for her.

What does he want?

The evil charm at the corners of her mouth and the tenderness at the corners of her eyes have always been overflowing and have never left her at all.

The person hugging his body was once stiff and nervous. He had felt that fear before. She was afraid, and he was also afraid.

Naturally, she didn't understand because she was new to the world. Besides, he was the woman she loved most in her life, and he only wanted to touch her body. Naturally, she had to be extremely careful when everything was done, but he had to worry about her.

He took away her hand that was tightly hugging his neck, but grabbed her hand and put it on his heart, whispering softly: "In the eyes of others, this belly should be reacting."

"Shiro, please stop joking with me and let me go." This gesture really embarrassed her, and she couldn't move her body around at will, so she remained in a stalemate like this.

"You have me in your heart, but you just don't know how to express it, right?"

Is there him?

But she has not, never has.

But when he asked, she began to doubt her heart again, who did it belong to?

"Then use your actions to tell me that you love me."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Yilan saw that he untied his unlined clothes without hesitation and threw them out of the tent.

"What do you want?"

"What do I want? Don't you know?"

She didn't know what she should do, so she held his arms tightly, but his eyes were so determined that she couldn't change this scene.

She hugged him again with both hands and moved closer to him. Listening to his solid and powerful heartbeat, she felt inexplicably relieved.

He knew that she had no choice but to choose this path.

Holding her tightly in his arms, he was so reluctant to let go of her every time. He didn't know that from the moment he had her, he had filled up all the love he had spent in these years. Everything that happened and experienced was still vivid in his mind.

How could he forget such an unforgettable memory?

The person in his arms has blushing cheeks, like peach blossoms in spring. He whispers in his ear: "Do you still believe me at this moment?"

"It's like this, how can there be any word of trust." She didn't dare to look into his eyes, fearing that she would be trapped in them at this moment.

I am ashamed to announce the joy of spring, but I cannot see the spring glory at a glance.

A gentleman is frivolous and full of desires, but he is embarrassed by the sight of a beautiful woman.

Qinlan Palace

When Caifeng saw the empress coming back, she immediately stepped forward to help her. But when she saw the look on her face, she couldn't help but ask: "Empress, why do you look so haggard every time you go to Chenlan Palace? But the empress and the emperor..."

Ye Yilan shook her head and chuckled to herself: "Perhaps, even if I sleep with you, I will still be a virgin. Those concubines have nothing to envy."

"Yes, the emperor is unwilling? Or is it the empress?"

How could he not want to?

All this is just because I don’t want to.

She didn't want to say it, not for the reason, but to calm her mind.

Just now, she didn't know why she was extremely panicked but also felt a little nostalgic about that scene.

this is Love?

Is his love possessive or...

She doesn't understand his love.

When he was lying on the bed, his smile was so weird.

"But are you really scared?"

Those words couldn't help but make her panicked heart suddenly become overwhelmed.

When he got out of bed, covered her with the quilt and left with his back turned, although her heart went from high to low, or to be precise, from uneasy to relieved, the alternation between the two really frightened her.

She grabbed the quilt tightly, and when she saw him appear again, she sat up uneasily and looked at him quietly.

But he handed the clothes in his hands into his own hands without saying a word.

He also groomed himself personally.

He did one thing extremely carefully. Looking at his face in the mirror, I couldn't help but ask: "When will I truly understand you."

"When you fully understand me, you will understand."

He sent himself outside the palace, intending to keep him, but he refused.

But she stepped forward to hug him and asked, "Did I make you angry again?"

"If I'm angry about this, wouldn't I be too petty?" Seeing her look like this, I always wanted to be inseparable with her for a long time. I sketched the tip of her nose and smiled fondly. "There is indeed something.

Troublesome things to deal with?"

"What's the matter?" She held on to his clothes tightly and didn't let go.

"Someone is coming back."

Is anyone coming back?
To be continued...