Fast Travel: The Villain Is Obsessed with Attacking Me

"Queen, it's all right." The girl said softly, with a smile on her face.

"it is good."

Wen Qi nodded, looking at the big floor-to-ceiling mirror with curved eyebrows.

At this time, she was wearing a long white dress with a wide and puffy skirt. Only her neck and smooth arms were exposed on her upper body. Her fair skin was almost indistinguishable from the white cloth.

Wen Qi's slender waist was pinched tightly, and the delicate gauze skirt was spread down layer by layer, covering the legs and laying on the ground. The skirt was embroidered with golden threads of flowers, noble and elegant.

Her long blond hair was coiled behind her head, her sea blue eyes were pure and clear, her face, which was originally delicate and not like ordinary people, was painted with blush, and her lips were also painted tender red, like a cute doll that came out of a fairy tale.

Wen Qi tilted his head, curled his lips and lifted the wide skirt: "Let's go."

"Okay." The girl responded, and several girls walked behind and lifted the hem of the skirt behind her.

After leaving the palace, An Yi was waiting on a horse, surrounded by knights on standby.

Seeing her coming out, the man's dark eyes lit up, he quickly got off his horse, walked up to her, impatiently wrapped his big hands around her slender waist, and slid his other hand down her fluffy skirt to rest on her hip. Come down, hold her whole in your arms.

Wen Qi consciously and obediently wrapped his arms around his neck and rubbed against him, making the corners of An Yi's lips smile wider.

The girls let go of their hands unprepared. Seeing the queen and the king making intimacy like no one else, they choked up, envy flashed across their eyes, and they clasped their hands on their stomachs and stepped aside.

With a smile on his face, An Yi lowered his head and whispered in her ear, "Hey, are you ready? Let's get married."

Wen Qi bent his eyes, leaned his head against his lips, and nodded softly shyly: "Yes."

There was joy in the tone.

Well.

Although it is not the first time to marry a man, she is very happy every time.

Looking at the girl's cute appearance, An Yi felt his heart beating fast and vigorously, as if he wanted to jump out of his chest so excitedly that he could show the girl.

His eyes deepened, and he walked to the side of the horse with the girl in his arms.

The horse was the one she rescued. Seeing her quickly lowering her head and trying to rub against her, An Yi frowned and glanced at it coolly. The horse's big eyes froze for a moment, and she quickly raised her head as if nothing had happened.

An Yi withdrew his gaze in satisfaction, freed the big hand supporting his hip, grabbed the rein, stepped on the pedals and carried the girl on the horse neatly.

The girl's long veil skirt hung down to one side, and she leaned softly in his arms.

An Yi kissed the top of her hair heavily, with a strong smile: "Let's go."

As soon as he pulled the rein, the horse galloped quickly, and the white gauze skirt was blown by the wind. The man hugged his princess tightly, with a long figure and sharp browbones, with an unconcealable smile.

Well, he wants to take the princess back to live in a seaside fishing village.

……

The knights got on their horses and followed without any surprise.

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"Be good..."

In the quiet room, the girl's delicate and fluffy long dress has been thrown aside, and her coiled golden hair has been loosely let down, twisting and falling messily on her shoulders and behind her back.

An Yi murmured with dark eyes, his big hand rubbed on the skin hotly and then lowered a little bit, he pressed his lips against the girl's neck to suck, feeling the blood flow under the warm skin.

He loves the girl's elegant and slender neck very much, her head raised like a proud swan, but only he can touch and kiss her.