QST(H) I: The Delicate Flowers are Hard to Grow [快穿之娇花难养]

Peaceful Princess x Temperamental King (17) [H]

The sound of the flesh clacking constantly, Wen Yuanrou could even imagine what it was like outside!

"No way...ah...ahhh...Your Highness..."

"Baby, how big is it?" Shen Zixing molested the woman, deliberately aggravating the action.

"Big... so big... Your Highness... Hurry... Ha... Uh..."

Shen Zixing smiled with satisfaction, "Is it the king's elder or the emperor's elder brother, eh?"

Wen Yuanrou trembled all over, and Shen Ruohan exuded air-conditioning. It was obviously a hot day, but it made her feel a little cold.

Shen Ruohan's face was black and blue, and he wanted to lower his head and look at the outside scene through the gap.

What he felt most embarrassed was that Ye Shan didn't even tear off his clothes, so he could still let out such words. He turned his head and glanced at the gentle expression of Yuanrou.

She looked at him innocently, without knowing what was thinking in her mind.

Shen Ruohan pursed his lips and looked out from the small hole. The two of them stood next to the tree. The tree was full of green leaves and was not as naked as he had thought before. There were still obstructions.

But this is not the point, the point is who is Shen Zixing and him older!

He resisted his anger, half-squinted at the intersection of the two people, a hideous cock kept coming in and out, and with just one glance, Shen Ruohan's anger disappeared.

Turning his head, he unexpectedly saw that Wen Yuanrou also wanted to lower his head to take a look at the outside scene. He frowned and covered Wen Yuanrou's eyes with his big hand.

How could she look at Shen Zixing's filthy thing!

Can't see anyone but his.

Lifting Wen Yuanrou up, Shen Ruohan pressed her ears: "Don't look at it, it's not as big as mine!"

Wen Yuanrou's eyebrows were crooked, and Shen Ruohan was like a child at this time. She nodded obediently, as if she believed it.

With this appearance, Shen Ruohan was not interested in listening to the live erotic palace outside, he always felt that Wen Yuanrou was a little perfunctory. Want to go back to the palace and fuck her to cry!

Let her not question him!

The clouds and rain outside the rockery first stopped, and it took a long time before there was no sound.

When Shen Ruohan and Wen Yuanrou stood in the rockery, they were a little cold. After confirming that they had gone, they quickly arranged their clothes and walked out of it.

The sun was still dazzling, and Shen Ruo cold snorted. Not only did Shen Zixing fail in the courtroom, he obviously didn't do it in this intercourse, and it took him a long time to vent.

He obviously forgot the embarrassing thing that happened to Wen Yuanrou before.

When Wen Yuanrou returned to the bedroom, it was still a big day after all, when there was no one, she didn't feel what happened, and when someone watched, she didn't want to be that licentious person.

Ask the personal eunuch to take the memorial, and Shen Ruohan began to correct memorials in this Changhua Palace, and get the business done.

Without a charming mind, he handled things quickly. In just one afternoon, Shen Ruohan read all the memorials accumulated over the past few days.

Wen Yuanrou sat aside, sewing socks for Shen Ruohan in her hands. She had already finished her clothes for Shen Ruohan, and all the socks were done.

After Shen Ruohan processed a memorial, Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Wen Yuanrou, his eyes softened. He likes getting along like this very much.

Until the evening, after Shen Ruohan had dealt with everything, Wen Yuanrou's work was also done. She raised her eyes to look at Shen Ruohan, raised her socks, and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, try the socks made by your concubine for you?"

Shen Ruohan only knew what she was sewing, but she didn't know that she made it for him.

He suddenly approached, the Lou hugged Wen Yuanrou, and his voice was muted: "I have been wondering whether the pain of the first half of my life was just to wait for you."

The imperial concubine had never done this for him. On the contrary, she burned him with candles and blistered him in exchange for a visit from the emperor.

Being warmed by this woman again and again made him feel as if the pain was far away from him.

"Rou'er, I am very happy, very happy to meet you in this harem."

Perhaps there is no longer a woman who impresses him like her, making him feel so soft: "Rou'er, I love you."
......

Late at night.

There was no gleam in the dark night, and the black clouds covered the moonlight, and the earth seemed to be plunged into darkness, with only a slight breeze blowing, bringing a trace of coolness.

The Changhua Palace was unaffected by this outside, and it was as hot as summer.

Shen Ruohan was kissing the gentle beauty in front of him, twisting and twisting, entangled repeatedly on the vermilion lips. Wen Yuanrou lay naked in his arms, her face flushed and her eyes lightly closed.

Shen Ruohan's breath was sprayed on her face, and her unsteady breathing disturbed her mind: "Is it big?"

Wen Yuanrou's blush was about to turn blue. She was holding Shen Ruohan's penis in her hand. The beating pulse could be clearly felt from the palm of her hand. She lowered her head shyly and muttered, "Big."

Shen Ruohan laughed, and moved closer to her again: "It's too soft, I can't hear it."

This person clearly remembered what Ye Shan said before.

Wen Yuanrou suddenly opened her eyes to look at Shen Ruohan, let go of the huge penis, put her arm around Shen Ruohan's neck, and looked at him carefully: "Your Majesty, have you touched her?"