After My Death, The Villain Blackened Again

Yan Ge's arm was originally injured, but later he was on the bottom, his ankle was sprained, and he groaned in pain as soon as he landed.

As Emperor Yuan, although the people around him will protect him in every way, he never thought that he would be protected by a woman at this time. He hugged Yan Ge in his arms almost immediately: How are you?

Not very good. Yan Ge's voice was weak: The leg is broken, and the chest is also cracked. It seems to be dead.

Emperor Yuan's hands were covered with blood from Yange's arm. Although he was in the dark, the wet and greasy blood made him tremble with fear.

Stop talking. He quickly pulled his sleeves and wrapped them around the wound on Yange's arm, and then touched Yange's various places, making sure that Yange had no other injuries other than a sprained ankle. He breathed a sigh of relief: Be patient, I will take you out.

Before he finished speaking, Yan Ge suddenly moved closer and touched his lips.

Her touch was like choking hot wine into his throat, making him unable to react for a moment, and could only bear it passively.

He is an emperor, he doesn't like to be so passive, so he was just stunned for a moment, and the next moment, he turned passive into active, embraced her, and pressed her tightly into his arms.

He held her waist tightly with his hands, suppressing his desire: Why do you want to be the leader of the bandits? How many men like scholars have you arrested?

Listening to his grinding teeth, Yan Ge laughed lowly. She put her other hand on the back of his head, raised her head, and rubbed her lips against his chin: I'm that scholar.

Her voice was clear and shallow, and the breath she exhaled was like a feather dangling in Emperor Yuan's heart, which made him unable to think at this moment, and his mind was full of her graceful figure.

She: If I were really the King of the Mountain, I would secretly imprison His Majesty on the mountain, and I would run away in a panic.

His tense body was like a harp string. When she touched him, the string finally broke. With one hand, he took off his clothes and spread them on the ground covered with layers of fallen leaves, while he held her with the other hand. finger.

...

Why didn't you say it earlier. He was a little bit resentful, but also a little helpless, before she could respond, he had already bowed his head again.

Layer after layer of cloth was wrapped around her chest, and he removed these wraps impatiently, really angry at her who didn't care about her chest.

In addition to being impatient, my heart was also faintly looking forward to, faintly excited.

He has never looked forward to being with a woman so much as he is now

He carefully placed her on the clothes on the ground, bent slightly, and touched her lovingly.

She wrapped her arms around his neck and smiled foolishly: It's too small, you can't press it anymore.

Don't wrap the cloth again in the future. He murmured in a low voice, Actually, it's not too small, so it's also very good.

Come, come, celebrate Pangpang’s success in signing the contract, let’s vote for a recommendation together and have a good time