The General's Cat Always Wants To Climb Into My Bed

His Royal Highness Ulea is born with beautiful eyebrows and a natural demagogy, and he is also very good at using this talent at this time.

Now he is wrapping around his elder brother's body, even if the sun is strong, he still looks like an ambiguous and wet water demon.

His palm was extremely restless, sliding from the opponent's back to the waist, and even slowly turned around and penetrated into the seam of the opponent's clothes. This was not enough, and his fingers moved down to certain places that should not be moved.

Obviously he was the one who was overwhelmed at the beginning, but now he forced the other person to raise his head slightly with an unbelievably warm kiss back.

"Well……"

The cold fingers couldn't help but make the other party gasp, and let out an annoying chuckle, his lips left Uriah's lips and tongue, leaving a large section of ambiguous water, and a few silver threads that were broken.

He licked the smell of the other party on the corner of his lips, stretched out his hand and raised the chin of the person under him.

"It seems that you really miss me, at least your body is honest."

Ulea narrowed her eyes, but kept pointing her fingers: "Am I more honest, or are you more honest?"

"...Okay, um..." The man sighed softly, frowned slightly, but did not refuse, "Little bastard, this is what I think about in my head, it really hasn't changed at all before I left."

Ulea liked the other person's appearance, raised his chin slightly sexyly, and looked at him contemptuously, because the lust that had been ignited before made his breath heavy, and he could feel the other's undulating broad chest, which must be as beautiful as in memory White honey color.

The person who came was quite handsome. Her Highness Uriah hadn't read much since she was a child, and she wasn't very good at finding adjectives. After thinking for a while, she could only come up with such a mess of words as "too handsome."

Ferdinandia came back in a hurry. In order to come back early so that no one would know about it, he obviously took great pains, and his life was obviously not very peaceful.

There was a faint blue shadow under his eyes, and a few unruly stubbles even appeared on his chin, he looked more pampered than usual...

Yuria thought for a while, but didn't know what to say.

But this does not affect the movements of his hands.

Even so, Ferdinandia is still very handsome. He has long hair. In this country and era that values ​​individuality, his light golden long hair is not obtrusive, and it is always elegantly tied behind him, and his forehead is meticulous. But a few strands of hair will fall out.

His handsomeness has no particularly intuitive connection with his description of being in a mess, because his handsomeness is innate, a kind of temperament that is both unique and nurtured, making him look like a gentleman with ease even so.

Yes, even in such ambiguous and obscene gestures.

Yulea recalled her evaluation of the other party back then: a beast in clothes.

The word "clothed beast" was tailor-made for this man.

Ferdinandya was not in a hurry, with an overly deep arc hanging from the corner of his mouth.

Seeing that Uriah didn't seem to restrain himself at all, and he didn't want to surrender so quickly, he finally couldn't help it, straightened his waist and stretched out a hand to put Uriah's two restless wrists together. Together, raised high above his head.

"Little bastard," he cursed again with a soft laugh, but it stuck in the ear of the other party. He couldn't hear the scolding, but it was like a lover's whisper, stuck together somewhere, "What do you want?"

Ulea's arms were lifted up, his gorgeous eyebrows were even more shocking, and there was a kind of relaxed and oppressed beauty.

"I want to fuck you."

He was concise and to the point, even though he was below, he was still provoking recklessly.

No, he is not provocative.

He licked his red and swollen lips, something bright flashed in his pupils, obviously looking at the other party with some expectation, and the arm that was raised above his head did not intend to resist.

The person on him separated his legs with one knee, sighed twice, and didn't care about his provocation, just looked down at him like this, as if he was inspecting his own territory.

"It's not that you want to fuck me," his fingers were still pinching Uriah's chin gently, "you want to squeeze me dry, right?"

How could Uriah be provocative? She was clearly seducing.

"Oh," His Royal Highness Ulea, who is used to being promiscuous, smiled directly at the man on his body, bent his knees and pushed him up, "Come on, you are so capable, come and fuck me."

"..." Although she was used to the other party's unobstructed speech, Ferdinandia's eyes darkened, the corners of her mouth deepened, and her raised chin raised two points.

"Why, didn't you get fucked enough before you left? You were crying and shouting at that time..."

"Snapped--"

The two were startled, the crisp sound of the porcelain plate falling to the ground was obviously unexpected to both of them.

Ulea's heart sank, and he looked at a corner of the door. He didn't know that Ferdinandia came back today, and he didn't tell others not to come in just now. There was a lot of trouble between them, but obviously, the maids didn't know.

The maid who broke through the royal secret looked up at them almost tremblingly. She was probably too scared, her eyes were reddish, her fingers were still trembling, she quickly squatted down and began to pick up the pieces of porcelain.

The flamboyant His Royal Highness Ulea seldom found the other party somewhat familiar, and suddenly remembered that he had picked up a fallen vase for the other party not long ago.

Ferdinand got up, and Ulea continued to lie on the rattan chair, but her eyes were icy and cold on this side.

The young maid was packing up the pieces at a loss. Because of the panic and shock in her heart, her finger was cut in an instant even though it was not a difficult task.

The bright red blood flowed on the flawless white porcelain, making it even more shocking.

However, she was not in the mood to take care of her cut skin and blood that seemed to be unstoppable, a tall shadow slowly enveloped her.

"Fei...His Royal Highness Ferdinandia."

The maid's voice was trembling, and it could be seen that she was trying to retreat, she looked so pitiful, like a soft flower in a storm, or a homeless little beast.

Ferdinandia was strikingly handsome and very well dressed.

"be careful."

The maid replied tremblingly: "...Thank you, Your Highness."

Ferdinandia looked at the mess that shattered all over the place. It was obvious that the other party was here to deliver tea. He watched it for a while, then took a sniff: "Is it Xin Duoli's black tea?"

"……Yes, it is."

The maid was still trembling and seemed to be about to cry.

The man in front of him was so relaxed, but his aura was too domineering, so domineering that it made her feel creepy.

The corners of her eyes became even more red, as if they were congested with fear.

"Your Highness... I, I have a younger brother in my family, I'm sorry, I, I really didn't see anything, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Uriah's eyes twitched.

In fact, he is not as cold as he looks, and his usual flamboyant appearance is not all fake, so compared with some extreme coldness in his heart, he also has extreme softness in his heart.

He looked at his brother's smile and pinched his temples: "...Forget it."

Ferdinandia glanced at him.

Uriah stood up from the rattan chair in a leisurely manner. Unlike Ferdinandia, he knelt down to help the young maid clean up the last two pieces.

"Don't be afraid, baby, it's not a man-eating monster." He stretched out his finger and touched the maid's head, "But, you won't say it, right, good boy."

The maid's tears fell down, and she nodded desperately: "I don't know anything, I will never tell me...His Royal Highness Ulea..."

Uriah clicked her tongue twice, told her to back off, and told her not to let anyone in.

However, during this period, he actually focused more on Ferdinandia's attitude. If Ferdinandia called to stop, he didn't know how to stop this almost inhumane brother.

However, Ferdinandia really didn't stop him this time.

Yulea still felt a little bit miraculous, and Ferdinandia didn't know how she grew up, but she was even more insane than him, the illegitimate child of the royal family.

Today, his temperament has changed drastically. Yulia doesn't think that the other party will change his nature, but feels a little horrified.

So he subconsciously stretched out his fingers and touched the other person's forehead.

"Oh, I'm not sick."

He seemed to sigh with regret.

Ferdinandia: "..."

Ferdinand hugged Uriah directly by the waist. This is Uriah's afternoon tea rest place. There are not only beautiful afternoon tea garden wicker chairs, but also a very soft and comfortable big bed—— No, but later Ferdinandia also liked to come here.

The reason is very simple and apparently completely free to the imagination.

After the incident, Uriah's waist trembled violently, and her eyes looked at the top of her head anxiously.

The top of the head is very beautiful, all of which are aerial views made of green vines.

"What are you thinking about?"

Ulea actually didn't think about anything. After this kind of thing, there will always be a moment of self-disgust, commonly known as "sage time". Male creatures who think about the lower body usually can't help but be serious for a while after solving the problem of the lower body. .

Whether Ferdinandia had it or not, he had it anyway.

But something suddenly flashed through his mind, and he couldn't help asking: "I'm thinking about Shen Zhifan."

Ferdinandia was playing with his hair, raised his eyebrows, and put one leg on his body domineeringly: "You miss him?"

His Royal Highness Ulea rolled her eyes gracefully: "I'm thinking about your relationship with him."

"Heh, I'm jealous." Ferdinandia smiled, and he reached out and patted Uriah's buttocks, "Baby, you are different from him."

Ulea didn't know if it was because of "sage time" that she couldn't help but frowned at Ferdinandia's touch: "You didn't tell me before."

Ferdinandia rolled her eyes and thought for a while: "He was originally a knife that I have kept for many years."

Uriah squinted at him.

"You're different," Ferdinandya quickly changed the subject, "You're my... ass that I've raised for many years."

Ulea: "..."

Even if it was just a joke, he occasionally wanted to kill his brother.

He sighed heavily, feeling a little funny.

In the huge family, in the huge palace.

Brothers are not brothers, brother and sister are not brother and sister.

Nothing.