An Ran’s chariot didn’t do it either. She walked quickly to Jingxi palace and waved back the palace servant who was about to worship and walked into the room.
The light in the dormitory has been turned off, and the candlelight in the outer hall is shining. In, she can barely see things, all the way unimpeded to the bedside, open the bed curtain.
In the dark, listen to his steady and orderly breathing sound, it seems that he is asleep, then she will explain it tomorrow!
She took off her clothes and climbed to bed, pulled the quilt to cover herself, closed her eyes, and was about to go to sleep. The bed shook, then she was suppressed.
An Ran stretched out her hand around his waist and rubbed: “Zizhen, are you angry?”
The man did not speak but buried his face on her shoulder.
His breath sprayed on her neck, which made An Ran itch: “don’t be angry, I was scratched by An’an in the face, too ugly to let you see.”
“What, that cat dare to hurt her majesty.” Xu Zizhen lost his breath for a moment and touched her face nervously. He felt that her skin was smooth and greasy, but he was a little more disgusted with the cat.
An Ran was afraid that he will hate An’an. So she said, “it’s not serious, it’s not serious. It’ll be OK in two days. If you touch my face, it’s delicate, rosy, and shiny.” While talking, she also took his beautiful hand and rubbed it against her face.
Xu Zizhen was so helpless, she so soft and cute. His hands pinched her soft cheek and said: “since the cat hurt people, your majesty should stay away!”
To coax people, An Ran naturally agreed and introspected herself: “I was so reckless, I will be handed over it to the servant to take care of it.” At first, she thought the cat was like An’an. After two days of raising it, she found that it was cold. She just ignored the excrement shoveling officer. She slept at least eight of the twelve hours a day.
Initially, she thought that since she had picked it up, she would have to look at it as the master and be a good shovel of excrement. Unexpectedly, when she put down her body and bathed it, she suddenly met with a paw, which led to her significant disfigurement. Zizhen is a grumpy again. So she should avoid An’an.
Listening to her, Xu Zizhen is a little relieved. He kisses her lips on her face deeply.
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Li Hong takes the lost servant back to Jingxi palace and hears the movement in the palace. His lips are slightly raised. The little empress can cajole people. He snorts a warning to the servant on the other side: “don ‘t think about what you shouldn’t think about, just keep your skin tight. “
In the night, the girl was lying on the bed naked, her legs were almost split, and her young pussy was filled with the flesh of the man, humming and hawing.
“If you don’t do it for a day or two, it won’t matter.” Xu Zizhen gasped and said in a hoarse voice, his waist moved fast.
“Um … You slow down. Let me … Let me slowly …” An Ran was bumped up and down by him, and a pair of small milk bags were even more ups and downs and trembling, and they lingered on the man’s muscular chest.
The man was so stimulated that he grabbed one and pinched it hard. The developing bun was robbed by him. The girl took a breath because of the pain. Just about to resist, she was pinched and kneaded several times,
There was a masochistic pleasure in the pain. The girl’s body trembled, and a large amount of flower liquid gushed out from the flower hole. The corridor shrank so that the man could no longer control to pump it dozens of times and then spray it into her deep.
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Long Live Your Majesty
Historical Fiction[story is not mine, for offline reading purpose] !!! Mature content lots of snu snu The modern girl An Ran had a car accident, and her soul transmigrate into girl who had the same name as her in the era of the air. Before she could adapt to the her...
