The treacherous minister under the skirt (taking by force) ( Mtl

4.1

Shen Ni didn't take two steps back before she bumped into the incense table. Her hands tightly grasped the loose skirt of her clothes, but she didn't dare to challenge Shen Zhaodu.

Seeing that she dared not speak out, Shen Zhaodu threw the golden hairpin aside, grabbed her scattered skirt and pulled her down in front of him: "By polishing the hairpin so sharply, does the empress want my life?"

The hairpin made a clanging sound, and Shen Ni was forced to raise her head and look at the person in front of her: "I'm not that overestimated." His eyes were filled with venom, hiding a poisonous sting, "I would rather die if I commit myself to a traitor like you! "

Urgent cries echoed in the vast hall. Shen Ni leaned forward and was hugged by Shen Zhaodu in the blink of an eye.

"I have to rush back to the palace to resume my life." He straddled a row of futons with his long legs, leaned forward and pressed Shen Ni into the thin softness, "I feel sorry for my wife to pray here."

An aura of danger filled the air, and Shen Ni looked at the eyes red with lust in front of her and hurriedly tried to escape.

Shen Zhaodu held her shoulder with one hand, grabbed the thin skirt of her clothes and pulled hard. The plain Taoist robe and the lining instantly turned into tears.

"Let me go!" utāxs.o (futaxs)

The person underneath him kept twisting and throwing pieces of dry wood into his desire, which made his mouth dry and he just wanted to find a source of water to put out the raging fire.

He untied his belt, held his penis, which had already reacted, against Shen Ni's lower abdomen: "The Twelve Guards are still waiting for my order. If I don't get the treasure I want, their swords will be It’s about to be unsheathed.”

There is no reason for a sword to be unsheathed without seeing blood.

Shen Ni immediately stopped struggling and looked angrily at Shen Zhaodu, who was strategizing: "Shameless!"

Shen Zhaodu was still laughing: "I never forced the queen to sacrifice her life, it's just that the queen put my arrow on the string, and I had no choice but to shoot it."

The burning heat in his lower abdomen became more intense. Shen Ni looked over his shoulder at the golden hairpin in the corner inserted into the beam. The wood grain cracked, the sharp blade penetrated deeply, and the hand tightly clasped under his sleeve suddenly loosened.

The lives of the entire Taoist temple were in Shen Zhaodu's hands, what else could she struggle for?

Just like being bitten by a dog.

She turned her face away and closed her eyes tightly, holding back the humiliation and said meekly: "I hope the Governor will have mercy..."

Unable to see, hearing is more sensitive.

Shen Ni heard the rustling sound of clothes rubbing against her lower abdomen, and her underwear was torn apart with a tearing sound. The coolness of the evening mountains brushed against her lower body, and Shen Zhaodu's hoarse laughter was louder than The whistling blowing in from the crack in the window was even more harsh.

"This is my first time. How offended I am, please forgive me..."

The voice suddenly became closer, and even the hair on the temples trembled with the breath.

Shen Ni wanted to open her eyes, but a beast suddenly broke in between her legs. Without any hesitation, it stretched open her wet hole, which made her groan in pain and raised her hand to push him away.

"get out……"

She had just tasted some sweetness, how could Shen Zhaodu let her go now.

Being unable to move forward, he put his hand into the lotus-colored bellyband supported by the jade peaks. The hand that could break human bones became soft at this moment, attached to the snowy breasts that could not be grasped by one hand, and kneaded them until the nipples slowly stood up. Then, water finally gurgled out of the dry corridor.

He lifted Shen Ni's legs, and the narrow hole held his swollen and congested stigma. The shaft, already covered with veins, was eager to try, and he pushed it in bit by bit.

Shen Ni gasped in pain, her face full of resistance: "It hurts..."

The qilin on the official robe was pushed away, making it difficult for Shen Zhaodu to get close. However, Shen Ni still struggled and twisted, causing him to almost lose his body.

"It hurts and you still move?" He asked, unable to hide his panting anymore, he grabbed Shen Ni's waist in anger and pushed him in, rudely pushing him in.

The pitiful moans shocked the lights in the room. Shen Ni grabbed the arm that was just on her body and dug her nails hard with every slow thrust of his, never admitting defeat.

"It seems that the governor didn't lie to me. But if this happened once, it wouldn't be so uncomfortable."

Shen Zhaodu's face froze, and the movements of his lower body suddenly became violent. The moans hidden between Shen Ni's lips and tongue could not escape, like the lingering cries of warblers. No matter how hard the object was, it would become soft.

Each time it is inserted, the jade stem goes deeper.

Shen Ni endured his eager and rude thrusts, and the hot wetness seeped out under the rush of pleasure. The dry pain gradually faded away, and confusion and lust took advantage of it.

The hot sexual organ pushed hard into Hua's heart. Shen Ni grabbed the futon under her body and almost lost her grip and screamed.

"Your Majesty doesn't look uncomfortable at all now." Shen Zhaodu touched the joint between the two of them, and there was already liquid seeping out there, dripping all over.

There were silver threads hanging on the two vigorous fingers. Shen Ni was so embarrassed and angry that she suddenly narrowed the acupuncture point and tightly wrapped the entire inserted instrument.

Shen Zhaodu had never tasted this before. The extremely sensitive dragon was swallowed up by the softness, and the yang essence that he had suppressed spurted out instantly, which made him hurriedly pull out, and the white turbidity immediately leaked onto the sticky robe and futon.