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

Peaceful Princess x Temperamental King (18) [H]

She had said before that she would not allow him to touch other women. If she knew, she would go crazy.

Shen Ruohan kissed her on the cheek, there was panic and anxiety in her eyes, so he couldn't help but comfort, put his arms around her, let the two soft rounds stick to his chest, and said: "No."

"That day, she was about to do something with me, so I stopped him, Rou'er, I'm the only one of you."

Wen Yuanrou's mouth widened with a smile, pretending to be puzzled: "Then how does she know if your Majesty is too big?"

Shen Ruohan's face became stiff, he now found that Wen Yuanrou was not good, and he always had to break the casserole and ask to the end for his problems in this regard.

He slammed it hard, opened the gentle flower hole, and sent the huge glans in. "Eating grapes says grape sour. Does Rou'er think I'm not big?"

Wen Yuanrou was braced by the top of her hair, her two hands resting on the man's shoulders, and she groaned: "Your Majesty's is very big, every time I let the concubines... ah... can't bear it."

Shen Ruohan drew out the penis and rubbed it at the mouth of her flower hole. Tonight, he had made up his mind to cry Wen Yuanrou.

He lingered for a while, feeling that his small holes became more and more moist, and one straightened his waist and sent the huge dragon root in.

The slippery flower path instantly clung to the cock, and Shen Ruohan sighed comfortably. Before Wen Yuan could adapt, he couldn't wait to twitch his waist, opening and closing vigorously.

The strong impact caused Wen Yuanrou's body to shrink back, and Shen Ruohan grabbed her waist to prevent her from swinging, and coordinated with his movements to go deeper.

Wen Yuanrou's body was reddening slightly, and the snow white on her chest was constantly shaking due to this swing. Shen Ruohan opened her legs wide, and her flower point was too straight. Every time she liked to clamp him, he felt the pleasure and pain of being clamped to death.

Only in this way can make both people feel better.

"Your Majesty.... Tap.... ah...ah...slowly..." The humming sound filled the gloomy hall, urging Shen Ruohan to move more fiercely.

The speed of Shen Ruohan's impact continued to increase. The meat stick was poked deep in his body, making the sound of physical collision again and again. He lowered his head and snarled, "Rou'er, do you like me to fuck you?"

He was talking bad words, but Wen Yuanrou could only respond to him with a groan: "Hmm...ah...Your Majesty...slow...don't...faster..."

Shen Ruohan didn't slow down for half a minute, and continued: "Do you like it, eh? If you like me, be slower."

The slender waist was firmly fixed by him, she raised her head and said in a crying voice: "Hi...Huan...Your Majesty...Ha...Uh..."

Shen Ruohan didn't expect that she would cry now, and wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes with his hand, a little slower, the tender meat was sucked tightly, and the slower the movement, the more clearly he could feel it.

He half-squinted, snorted, and coaxed: "Rou'er is too tight, I can't help it."

Only after a blink of an eye, Shen Ruohan began to increase his strength again, Wen Yuanrou clasped his body, tightened, and the small hole suddenly clamped a bit, as if he was about to squeeze the person dry, and the endless pleasure surged. Come up.

"what--"

Wen Yuanrou yelled softly, her tight body slowly softened, the hot liquid in her small hole was surging, and she was a little lost after the orgasm.

Shen Ruohan laughed lightly with her unstretched appearance, and the fatal suck just now made him feel a little bit more uncontrollably. She already had a thin layer of sweat on her body, and she was lying on the bed as if letting him do whatever he wanted.

"Feeling soft."

Shen Ruohan said in a low voice, pressing down her snowy buttocks and fusing them tightly with her body. The white and tender buttocks were mixed with that hideous ugly thing, and there was a strange beauty.

Wen Yuanrou shouted that night so that her throat became hoarse, but she didn't exchange Shen Ruohan's pity, the teardrops fell one after another, and all of them were sucked into his mouth again.

The small hole was a little bit uncomfortable after being fucked, and she was always forced to ask some embarrassing words. She really realized that Shen Ruohan was not easy to provoke in bed.
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The next morning, Shen Ruohan went to the morning dynasty refreshed.

At the Jinluan Hall, the officials bowed down, and he glanced down slightly, and he saw Shen Zixing who was smiling and groaning. His expression was indifferent, he couldn't see the slightest impropriety, he moved forward and retreated slowly.

It was as if he had missed the wrong person yesterday.

"If something happens, retreat if nothing happens." The little eunuch shouted in a sharp voice. After listening to it, Shen Ruohan didn't frown.

Ye Shangshu slowly stood up below that, and said in a deep voice, "Your Majesty, the minister implores you to catch the rain evenly, don't just dote on the Debi."

Hearing this, Shen Ruohan looked at him with a fixed eye, and said, "Ye Shangshu wants me to stay with your Ye family?"

The fact that he spoiled Ye Shan before leaving halfway had already spread, and even if Ye Shangshu knew about it, it would not be surprising.

Ye Shangshu bowed quickly, his expression unchanged: "The minister dare not."