Long live the best

A long passage, with flickering lights.

Qin Yun's hoarse voice sounded: "Kiss me."

Su Yanmei's eyes were watery, and she hooked his neck obediently, her red lips kissed his chest wantonly, leaving a lot of fragrance.

Then, like a beautiful snake, she directly entangled Qin Yun who was walking, and her warm tongue made people's blood spurt.

Qin Yun's whole body went berserk.

He rushed to the side hall and threw him heavily on the soft bed.

Then he took off his dragon robe wildly.

Su Yan also tore off her hairpin, letting down her black hair carelessly, looking extraordinarily attractive.

Qin Yun tore off her belt again, and the silk skirt slipped off, revealing her white legs, neither thin nor fat, without a little bit of fat, perfectly natural.

"Does it look good? Your Majesty."

Qin Yun didn't speak, but kissed her directly.

Su Yanyu clutched the quilt tightly with her hands, her beautiful eyes were closed, and there was an itch that swept her whole body, which made her unable to extricate herself.

When she was emotional, she threw the hairpin and knocked out the candle.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, stop kissing."

"Auntie's legs are weak."

"Why don't you still carry it?"

Qin Yun threw himself on her face again in an instant, and said hoarsely: "I know you feel guilty, that's why you did this."

"But there is no need, I have always kept my word."

Su Yan immediately interrupted: "No."

"It's not about guilt, I'm determined to leave the White Lotus Sect purely because of Your Majesty."

Qin Yun was slightly stunned: "Then why are you so proactive?"

Su Yan blushed: "You are my man, if I don't take the initiative, do you still refuse?"

He gulped, thinking that was all right.

"Forget it, Your Majesty."

"I finally let go of the only burden and worry in my heart, can I..."

She leaned close to Qin Yun's ear, exhaling blue air, and her face was charming.

He continued softly: "Can you, possess me..."

hiss!

Qin Yun's eyes turned red, and a stream of hot blood spurted straight to his forehead.

Holding her up with both hands, he possessed her almost rudely.

Su Yandai frowned fiercely, all kinds of amorous feelings are tied to this.

Vermilion lips moan in pain.

But it only lasted for a short while, and then the garden was full of spring, and Su Yan's voice became the most harmonious and beautiful pleasure.

Following Qin Yun's ups and downs, there were swings and swings.

in the dark.

Outside the hall.

Murong Shunhua was dressed in white, standing on the top of the house, she was peerless, still so beautiful, but her eyebrows and eyes were a bit more feminine.

"Oh." She sighed faintly.

I knew that this thief man would never be able to get around a woman's belly in this life. There were so many women, but he still didn't restrain himself at all, like a bottomless pit.

Wow, a gust of wind is blowing.

Elder Feng came here suddenly, and bent slightly: "Your Majesty, are you sighing that Your Majesty should not continue to keep Su Yan?"

Murong Shunhua respected Elder Feng very much, looked at him and said.

"Do not."

"Su Yan just has a problem with her background. It's not her fault that she was a member of the previous court. She has never harmed His Majesty, and she loves His Majesty very much."

"It's a good thing to be willing to rein in the precipice and turn back to the good."

"That's why I didn't stop it, maybe she can still help His Majesty in the future."

Old Feng said, "Then why is your lady sighing?"

Murong Shunhua said without hesitation: "I just sigh, I'm gone from now on, no one will protect me..."

Speaking of this, she looked slightly flustered.

"It's nothing, old Feng, I'm going back to the palace."

A trace of worry flashed across Feng Lao's cloudy eyes.

He stopped and said, "Mother, if you don't tell me, this old servant will know."

"Is it because of your secret injury, you are worried about dying, and no one will protect His Majesty, and no one will be vigilant in his ears?"

Murong Shunhua's graceful figure froze, she turned her head slowly, and said bitterly: "I can't hide anything from you."

"I have tried to hurt you secretly, but there is no way..."

"On a cloudy and rainy day, when a dark wound strikes, it's worse than death."

"I speculate that in a maximum of two years, the accumulation of hidden injuries will cause a qualitative change. At that time..."

There was a wry smile on her alluring face, which made people feel distressed.

Seeing this, Feng Lao's wrinkled face became even uglier.

"Actually, there is a way..."