Zui Gu🔞 ( mtl)

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　　"Um--you..." Yan Zhaozhao's body had long been limp like a puddle of water. Her hands that pushed him were extremely weak, and she seemed to be trying to resist but also to welcome him.

　　Xie Ciyan's warm big palm covered the back of her hand, hooked her lush and white fingertips and tied them to his waist belt. There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, with a hint of coaxing. "Have you ever untied the dragon robe? Do you want to try?"

　　Her hand was held by him, and her fingertips were placed on his black waist belt. As long as she hooked it lightly, the waist belt would fall off. But Yan Zhaozhao didn't let him do what he wanted. Her fingertips hooked the waist belt and hesitated to untie it. She glanced at him provocatively and said in a clear voice: "No try!"

　　Yan Zhaozhao struggled to get down from the table, but the man in front of her didn't move at all, and still held her in the small gap between his arms and the edge of the table. He was helpless and indulgent, and his body was closer to her. His hard chest pressed against her soft breasts, and the evil thing under his crotch seemed to be encouraged, and suddenly stood up high. "Then let me try."

　　"Try what?" Yan Zhaozhao asked subconsciously, but he didn't answer. She only felt that Xie Ciyan put her hands behind her back, and then something seemed to be tied to her wrists. When she realized that her hands were tied by the man, it was too late.

　　"Of course, try to untie Zhaozhao's dress." Her hands were shackled, and she could no longer stop his next move. She only watched with rosy cheeks as Xie Ciyan pulled off her skirt in front of her chest, leaving only a red dress embroidered with hibiscus flowers on her body.

　　"Xie Ciyan, you..." She was a little nervous. If the news of his daytime lewdness in the Yangxin Palace was heard by those court officials, it would only bring him trouble. She hurriedly said, "This, this is the Yangxin Palace, where the emperor handles memorials."

　　The man just laughed when he heard it. How could he not know what Yan Zhaozhao meant, but he still pretended to be confused and said "hmm", with a bigger arc on his lips, whispering in her ear, "I want Zhaozhao to leave sweet nectar here, on this desk. In this way, when I review memorials here in the future, I will think of Zhaozhao, so I won't worry about my heart being filled with other people."

　　Yan Zhaozhao's cheeks turned redder when she heard it, and she couldn't help but think of the bamboo forest before, when she teased Xie Ciyan on horseback and tied his hands behind his back with his belt. But now the situation was reversed, she was the one being tied, but the man in charge was still the one she put in her heart.

　　Xie Ciyan's hand gently stroked her bare back, again and again, with extremely gentle movements, as if touching the finest silk. Yan Zhaozhao trembled, and her body became softer. His fingertips slid down slowly, and when he found the belt of the dress, he suddenly tore it open. His chest felt cold, and even the last piece of clothes that covered his body fell to the ground, covered with dust.

　　He stretched out his long arm and took the jade pot on the side of the table. "This is the tribute of yogurt this morning. I originally wanted to send it to your palace for you to taste, but I tasted it and found it a little sour, so I didn't send it to you." He smiled suddenly, and a faint light flashed in his eyes. "Now, I have a way to make it less sour."

　　Yan Zhaozhao's eyebrows were frivolous. She never liked sour food. Now there was a way to make yogurt sweet. She was a little interested, but she ignored the fact that she was like a skinned lamb waiting to be sent to the wolf's mouth.

　　Before she could ask, her chest suddenly felt cold. When she looked up, she saw Xie Ci Yan pouring the slightly thick yogurt on her, and then leaning down and sticking out his long tongue to lick the yogurt that was still flowing slowly into his mouth.