Xiao Qi lowered his head and kissed her again. While kissing, he tied her hands together again with extraordinary skills and hung them high on the beam.

Feng Xiaoer was hung up helplessly.

Losing gravity and almost out of breath, he started mumbling and groaning.

He finally let go of her little mouth, fearing that she would suffocate to death, and laughed at her helplessly: After kissing so many times, he still didn't know how to breathe.

As if she was being pardoned, she gasped loudly and said hoarsely: "Quick...let me...down...it's about to break... ..My wrist is about to break…”

This posture is really too shameful! Therefore, she could only find another reason.

"The killer of Qingque Pavilion can't be so fragile!" He mocked coldly and began to tear her clothes off again.

There was a crash and the clothes were torn.

Feng Xiaoer's whole body was unbearably hot, and the feather pattern on her shoulders gradually appeared. A hint of coolness came over me, and I felt comfortable.

Xiao Qi touched her shoulder, as if appreciating it, but also deliberately stimulating her, and pressed her roughly against the wall.

"You really don't want to give me a child! It doesn't matter, I am very capable!"

"what……"

She cried out in pain, and even more so angry that her heart ached!

It was really uncomfortable to be treated roughly by him, with all the weight of my body being supported by my hanging hands.

"It hurts...Xiao Qi, please put me down...it really hurts!"

Feng Xiaoer wanted to die!

But this man is cold enough. He didn't care at all about her pleading and just went his own way.

It seems that making her hurt is the source of his happiness, and he will never tire of it!

He would only relieve his anger when she was in pain.

Because of his pain, who would understand?

Helpless, Feng Xiaoer took a deep breath, clamped her legs tightly, and rubbed against his waist. When she finally wrapped her arms around his strong waist, she was already out of breath.

This position will at least make your wrists more relaxed.

His eyes flashed, and the muscles between his legs were immediately stimulated to tighten and harden, which really stimulated him greatly.

Feng Xiaoer gritted her teeth, reluctantly moved her face towards him, raised her red mouth, which was slightly swollen from being bitten last night, and kissed the corner of his lips.

"Xiao Qi..."

She pressed her lips against his and whispered softly: "Let me... come down and hug me..."

She continued her strategy, gently touching his with her soft lips.

The soft touch and flower-like tenderness make people feel dizzy.

The man's throat began to tremble crazily.

"Come down? Okay, you say you like me!" His voice was extremely hoarse, and the blackness in his eyes was also extremely intense.

"I, I like you!"

"Who do you like?"

"Xiao Qi...I like Xiao Qi..."

"louder!"

"Feng Xiao'er, I like Xiao Qi..."

She worked very hard to explain clearly every word.

The shallow breaths almost hit his mouth and flowed into his heart.

"Feng Xiao'er, I like Xiao Qi..."

That's all, just die like this.

No need to think about any love or hatred.

Xiao Qi still felt sorry for her and finally let her go.

He went to the bed instead and continued to work hard.

The late night is the protective color of the bed, and the love that has withered and withered in the sun begins to grow crazily at this moment.

The roots grow out with sharp claws to grasp the ground, absorbing all the nutrients in the ground, and grow into thick and powerful vines. They climb all the way up the rock, and when they reach the top, they bloom into bright red flowers that look like weeping blood!

Feng Xiaoer couldn't help but cling to him tightly, and her heart that should have been desolate bloomed with dense flowers again...

Be miserable.

Because how painful it is, how sweet it is!

What she didn't know was that the love potion was just for him to scare her.

A night of joy.

Looking at her sleeping and overworked face, his cold eyes finally became hot again - "I will definitely let you be the mother of my child!"

……

Daming Palace.

After noon, the emperor rarely had anything to do, so he walked around and took a look at the concubines in the harem.

The emperor loved the queen very much, but he also had three thousand beauties in his harem.

They were all sent by aristocratic families from all over the country.

Not walking around during the New Year and festivals, so as not to catch the rain and dew evenly, can be regarded as a dereliction of duty on the part of an emperor.

Although I don't have deep feelings for other concubines in my heart, at the very least, I still have to put on a show and put on a show.

Today, I was invited by Pan Jieyu and finally came to Feixia Palace, which I had not stepped into for several months.

Pan Jieyu was recommended by Xiao Qi, and the Holy Emperor always favored her, probably for this reason.

But Pan Jieyu didn't know that the sky was high and the sky was high, so she actually wanted to take advantage of the emperor's favor to ascend to the position of queen.

This is absolutely not allowed and is what the emperor hates the most.

Fortunately, Pan Jieyu always conducts self-reflection and apologizes with deep hatred.

She cried so hard that she was wrong, she was so weak and charming.

The emperor felt soft-hearted for a moment. Since he sincerely invited him to come over and sit down, he would just go over and sit down, and he wouldn't do anything else anyway.

After all, he was recommended by Xiao Qi. If you don't give face to others, you have to give some face to the governor.

They spent several pleasant hours.

Pan Jieyu has a lot of skills. Although the power of the mother clan is very weak, she is not considered a famous queen in the harem. But she is always considerate and flexible, and she is always very accurate in understanding the emperor's thoughts.

After getting along for a while, the emperor was not so bored with her.

But in this life, she can only stay in Jieyu's position, unless she gives birth to a prince.

To put it another way, if the emperor doesn't sleep with her, how can he be a prince?

Pan Jieyu could never guess the emperor's current thoughts. Even though the two had a very pleasant afternoon, the emperor still had no intention of restoring her position!

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