"OK."
The corners of Jing'er's mouth quirked up.
Her clear black and white autumn eyes narrowed.
Under the light of the red candle, her undulating and exquisite figure like a mountain and her dimples reflected her beauty, making her more and more beautiful and charming.
Her body suddenly pressed down, and her half-revealed fiery red wedding dress hung down by Wujiang's side.
And she had already begun to undress herself, her ropes and ribbons swaying.
The thin inner shirt was round and stretched out, as if something was about to burst out of the clothes at the next moment.
The tip of her pink and moist tongue touched Wujiang's lips lightly like a dragonfly, and her beautiful nose with tall eyebrows rubbed against Wujiang's cheek, like a docile and seductive lynx.
But Wujiang knew that she was not a mountain cat, she was a noble person from Tianhuang, a proud white tiger.
Wujiang felt the itching sensation on his lips and face, and looked at Jing'er's beautiful face.
The fire in his mind grew stronger and stronger, making his heart jump up and down, scratching his ears and cheeks, and making his horse gallop around in circles.
He adjusted his breathing, slowly exhaling hot breath, his chest rose and fell a little violently, and Jing'er also exhaled like blue, their eyes like water always reflected each other's faces.
Wujiang couldn't help but think of the most stunning appearance when he first saw the empress in the bath. At that time, the figure he saw under the cover of the veil was not as voluptuous, beautiful and proud as it is now, but it was also so pure that it made people's hearts beat. It had a different kind of reverie. style.
"Have you thought about it?" Jing'er seemed to know what Wujiang was thinking, and exhaled like blue. Men are all lustful, especially a pervert like Wujiang.
At this time, she overlapped with the cold and aloof empress a year ago, but it seemed that there was something different about her.
It seems that the winter snow has finally melted, and the whole person has been moistened by the warmth of late winter and shallow spring, becoming blurry and hazy, and the dazzling sharpness has a softer tone.
And this bright color was only displayed in front of Wujiang's eyes.
yellow!
The yellow sunshine breaks into each other's lives, and each is the other's warm sun during the day and the bright sun at night.
"Of course I do. Madam, why don't you take off your red dress and armor quickly? Don't keep me waiting, my husband." Wujiang teased.
Jing'er chuckled: "That's a beautiful thought."
Under the comfort of the emperor's little hand, Wujiang's clothes were burned by the fire of lust. He stared into Jing'er's eyes:
"My wife is so beautiful today."
"Every day is beautiful." Jing'er snorted arrogantly.
"It's still the most beautiful when it's humming and chirping." Zhao Wujiang said with a wicked smile.
Jing'er snorted again, as if she was embarrassed or angry.
Her slender fingers hooked into Wujiang's belt and tugged hard.
"Duang..."
"Ugly!" Jing'er rolled her eyes at Wujiang.
Boundless hippie smiley face:
“It’s better than practicality!”
Wujiang looked at her shy smile that was dyed red by the sunset, and couldn't bear it anymore. He turned over with her again and pushed her down on the soft and charming bed.
"You are deceiving me!"
Jing'er twisted and struggled, seemingly angry with shame, but she couldn't break free.
But Wujiang loves his wife so much that he is reluctant to use any force and just presses her shoulders gently.
As for why they couldn't break free, the two of them knew it clearly without asking or telling them.
It's not a case of indulgence due to lust, nor is it a case of being reserved, it's just that the two birds just happen to be in love with each other.
Jing'er stared at Wujiang in shame, Wujiang grabbed her jade legs, looked at her delicate and charming cheeks, and kissed her.
Jing'er hummed and turned her face sideways, and her boundless kiss could only fall on her cheek.
But Wujiang didn't care, and asked for a kiss all the way, but the kiss fell with the weight of affection.
Jing'er gradually stopped struggling and suddenly let out a cry.
