Like falling into the clouds.
Like glue and paint.
Like a lovely wife.
Such as the word female mouth.
Such as Zhao Wujiang.
Xu Feiyan, who was as hungry as a flower and as thirsty as a jade, was like a wolf like a tiger, like a drunkard like Zhao Wujiang, her mouth was filled with treasures, and she felt as if something was stuck in her throat. She was so surprised that she felt like she had found a treasure.
She followed the instructions, as if she were on a spring stage, and finally she was like a beloved wife, melted like snow, and her pleasure followed her like a shadow.
She was filled with joy and anxiety and refused to let the man leave.
She cried and complained, asking the man not to leave.
The man reluctantly agreed.
She was relieved and began to be infatuated with the man.
Just like before, the man quickly made her feel like water and snow, making her feel like a spring breeze.
The man was about to leave again, and she wanted to stay again.
explain.
If it were to happen again, Xu Feiyan would definitely do it right.
Not long after, Xu Feiyan was raped again.
Xu Feiyan was so ashamed that her jade was as red as the spring sunset reflecting the tide of the river.
She was vague and unable to speak:
"If you have the ability, let me..."
Not long after, there was another burst of chirping in the room.
Until midnight.
Xu Feiyan's body lay limply on the bed, covered in sweat and mud, and her heart was full of countless happy and beautiful feelings.
And Zhao Wujiang picked up his pants and left.
He came and went like the wind, filling and emptying her.
The night breeze is quiet.
Zhao Wujiang returned to his dormitory.
Xuanyuan Jing was still practicing quietly, and Zhao Wujiang breathed a sigh of relief with a guilty conscience.
"It's really hard on you..." Xuanyuan Jing heard the commotion, slowly opened his long autumn eyes, and snorted softly, with a little resentment in his tone.
But she also knows that now that she is in the Great Zhou Immortal Dynasty, and the original fourth prince likes women, Wujiang is now disguised as the fourth prince Ji Bochang, so she cannot suddenly change the established personality, otherwise someone with an intention will find out the clues and find out. to the flaw.
Especially since Ji Bochang was a prince, there were many people watching from the dark.
Then Wujiang must play its role well.
"Alas." Zhao Wujiang rolled his eyes and was as thick-skinned as a city wall. He hit the snake with a stick and sighed:
"Who says it isn't?
This identity is troublesome during the day and concubines work hard at night. How can I stand it? If I had known this, I shouldn't have come out in this identity.
Alas, it's all Zhang Xukun's fault..."
"Hmph." Xuanyuan Jing snorted and tugged at Wujiang's face to see how thick-skinned he could be. She complained:
"You kept other women under the covers and kept me in the dark, right?"
Zhao Wujiang wanted to grab Xuanyuan Jing's waist, but Xuanyuan Jing slapped his hand away. He smiled and hugged Xuanyuan Jing off guard.
Xuanyuan Jing had a straight face and looked a little angry, but he couldn't help but curl up into a faint smile.
How could she really be angry with Wujiang, she was just a little emotional.
Being hugged by Wujiang, most of his emotions melted away immediately.
"It's my fault, but I pretended in my heart and held you in my arms." Zhao Wujiang said in a gentle tone, coaxing gently:
"It's like being in Cao's camp and being in Han's heart."
Xuanyuan Jing's red lips curved upward.
She asked again:
"What is Cao Ying and what is Han?"
"Cao Camp is the camp of a hero named Cao Cao, and Han is the Shu Han, a force at that time." Zhao Wujiang explained patiently:
"It means that no matter how many wives there are in Cao Cao's camp, my heart still belongs to my own wife."
"Huh? Is that what you mean?" Even though Xuanyuan Jing didn't know Cao Cao, he still felt that there was something wrong with Wujiang's explanation.
Zhao Wujiang nodded:
"How similar is it to my current situation? No matter how many concubines Ji Bochang has, my heart will always belong to you.
It's love! "
