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

Peaceful Princess x Temperamental King (23) [H]

Yushufang.

It has been fifteen days since what happened in Lenggong that day. These days, Shen Ruohan thought over and over again, and now finally worked out this plan.

"Presenting my will, the women in the palace, where are all the arrangements from where to go." Shen Ruohan handed the imperial edict to the old eunuch beside him, and said loudly.

He decided that in this life, there is only one person.

This harem was three thousand beauties, but his heart was filled with Wen Yuanrou, and no one could go in anymore.

As night fell, the dark night was dotted with only a few scattered stars.

After Shen Ruohan finished busy, he went to Wen Yuanrou's Changhua Palace as scheduled.

The warm yellow candle light only lit a small corner, and the small figure on the bed was even more petite.

Wen Yuanrou was already asleep, and Shen Ruohan walked over slowly, sitting on the bed and looking down at her. Suddenly, she was caught off guard. The woman in her arms opened her eyes and saw that the person was him, and smiled gently.

"Your Majesty, you are here."

Shen Ruohan brushed her cheeks with her fingers, and whispered, "Why haven't you fallen asleep yet, huh?"

Wen Yuanrou rubbed his face against his hand, tilted her head and said: "Waiting for your majesty."

Shen Ruohan stood up and said, "Wait for a while."

With that said, he stood up, took off his shirt, and let people wait for the washing to finish, then he went to bed and lay down beside Wen Yuanrou.

Wen Yuanrou had found the position in his arms by herself, and she leaned forward. She raised her head and aimed at Shen Ruohan's lips to drop a kiss. The delicate kiss fell on his lips with a delicate fragrance between the lips. .

The small tongue gently licked his cool lips, and after a while she raised her head: "Your Majesty, you are the only concubines."

Shen Ruohan's figure shook, he pursed his lips and looked at her somewhat complicatedly, and put Wen Yuanrou into his arms: "I only have you."

From then on, his only concern was her.

The atmosphere suddenly became ambiguous. Wen Yuanrou lay on Shen Ruohan's body and gently nudged him. His desire rose uncontrollably, and Shen Ruohan's eyes darkened: "Don't move."

Wen Yuanrou still does her own way. Today, she is more like a fairy, gentler and more active than she was in the past. The uninjured hand pulled off his shirt forcefully, tearing it.

Shen Ruohan couldn't help but chuckled, looking at her such a laborious but extremely serious appearance, and said: "I'm doing it."

Wen Yuanrou looked at him aggrievedly: "Your Majesty, help concubines."

If this kind of thing is let a woman dominate, then his face will not exist.

When Shen Ruohan turned over, she pressed her under her body, and easily took off her clothes with both hands, exposing large areas of smooth and smooth skin.

The little red bean jumped out, he lowered his body, froze at once, and licked it carefully. The originally weak little red bean, only in his mouth for a while, made it hard.

The small holes became uncontrollable, moisturized, and the emptiness clamored to be filled with giants. Wen Yuanrou said uncomfortably, "Your Majesty..."

Shen Ruohan spit out the two loving little red beans, and touched the small hole with his big hand. The crystal clear mucus covered the palms of his hands and wet his fingers. He chuckled and said, "It's so wet."

Wen Yuanrou said lowly: "Because it is your Majesty, it is so wet."

Shen Ruohan felt that her heart was filled with her. He stuck her waist and pushed the high-spirited giant into it. The tight pleasure immediately enveloped the meat stick, like thousands of small mouths sucking.

"Ah..." Wen Yuanrou's hands uncontrollably wanted to push Shen Ruohan away. Shen Ruohan squinted her eyes and raised her hands.

"Since you are injured, be honest." Shen Ruohan's movements were gentle, but his tone was serious. He put her arms on both sides of his head and looked at her seriously.

Wen Yuanrou frowned, bit her lip, and let Shen Ruohan stare at her.

He knelt down on the bed, looked down at her condescendingly, and imprinted all the beauty of her in his own eyes.

Wen Yuanrou was embarrassed by his seeing, covering her eyes and cheeks with her hands: "Your Majesty. Don't look!"

Xiao points seemed to have been affected by her mood, and suddenly clamped a little bit.

This tightness made Shen Ruohan almost disarmed and surrendered. He sighed and narrowed his eyes and said, "Since I don't look at it, then I started to move."