The flash marriage lover who killed the emperor

Originally she was sleeping very deeply and very familiarly, but the long time of love made Yan Qingmei's drowsiness heavier than usual, and her sleep became more and more sweet.It's just that there is a slight pain in the shoulder, it's not very obvious, but it's like an ant. Although it's small, it can disturb me, and it's hard for me to ignore it.

Qing Mei still remembers that when Huan Ai came over, although her whole body was extremely sore, under the careful care of the man, after soaking in a comfortable and absolutely pure hot water bath, her whole body was relieved and relieved.

When he was carried back to the bed by the man, he quickly fell asleep, and this sleep lasted for more than ten hours.but……

Right now, even if Yan Qingmei wants to continue sleeping, she has to do so without being disturbed by anyone. She opened her drowsy, sleepy eyelids, and looked at where the slightly tingling pain on her shoulder came from, a little speechlessly. ?

It turned out that Kuang was waking himself up in this special way.

"How long will it take..." The voice was still slightly deep and hoarse, although it had completely receded from the passion when it was emotional, without the charming charm.A clean breath is like fine wine brewing agarwood, the more you taste the more fascinating and intoxicating.

The clean and refreshing side also has a different style, not to mention Yan Qingmei, who just woke up, has an outstanding and handsome face, coupled with a graceful temperament, turning around lazily and seductively.

At this time, Di Wangkuang was three points drunk, satisfied physically and mentally.

"A lifetime is not enough." An evil light flashed in his eyes, and Di Si crazily bit the already blue hickey with his white teeth, leaving two rows of teeth marks.Yan Qingmei didn't respond much.

but……

bang...

Di Sikuang sat on the floor completely numb, wondering how did Qing Mei kick that flying kick just now.Need speed to have speed, need angle to have angle, let yourself be hard to guard against, just like that ** landed on the floor.

"Mei... how could you kick me!" Di Sikuang seemed extremely aggrieved, and instead of getting up and crawling back to the bed, he propped his arms on the edge of the bed, looked at his lover who had already sat up, and sized him up with satisfaction. The hickey marks on her lover's body almost covered Yan Qingmei's entire chest.That's all my own expression of my love for Mei.Seeing the hickey marks falling on Meiguang's naked and silky breasts, Di Huangkuang decided that he would do the same in the future.

"It was a reflex just now. Besides, I didn't use any force." At this time, Yan Qingmei also supported her head with one hand, half lying on the bed, and met the man's eyes.

"Reflexivity, it's really easy to answer... Good morning, Mei." Di Sikuang smiled lightly, his whole body was full of masculine madness and infinite charm, and under the sunlight, he was covered with a halo , like gods and demons.

"Good morning, Kuang." Yan Qingmei kissed Kuang on the forehead, which belonged to the love interaction between them.living habit.

Di Sikuang also got up slightly, and a good morning kiss landed on Yan Qingmei's forehead.The way the two get along is very much like a couple who have lived together for several years.Plain, warm, and a little cunning.Joking with each other, the whole morning was spent in such an atmosphere.

"Are you hungry?" Di Sikuang, who had already started dressing, didn't come into heat early in the morning. After these two days, he was really exhausted, and he was also satisfied like never before. The feeling of not being enough is only charm, only charm can make oneself sink so much, and she is also happy with it.

In fact, I really wanted to eat the charm in the mist in the morning again, but Di Si crazily endured it.The future is long, he and Mei have time, so why rush for a while.So the emperor resolutely withdrew his greedy gaze from his lover.

"I'm hungry..." I haven't eaten anything in the past two days. Fortunately, both of them are in their prime of life and have excellent physical fitness. Otherwise, such crazy love will definitely empty them out. There is still strength to get up, and the spirit is even better.

"What do you want to eat?" Di Sikuang continued to ask, extremely considerate.

"What? I'll order, you cook it!" Yan Qingmei raised her eyebrows slantingly, a little impressed!Tingkuan meant that he wanted to do it himself but failed.

"Of course! Let's have a good and relaxing rest here today, and we'll talk about the itinerary tomorrow and decide where to go at the next stop?" The man's body has always been, and in the past, Mei washes his hands to make soup, why can't he do it for Mei? that step.

Isn't it just breakfast!I don't believe that I can stump the emperor of my own dark empire.Holding a knife is his own housekeeping skill.

"Then I'm really looking forward to it!" Yan Qingmei ignored Di Sikuang's nosebleed appearance, stretched her body, and got off the bed.Also going to get dressed and get up.

"Mei, you did it on purpose..." Covering his nose, the fully dressed Di Sikuang rushed out of the room, preparing to make a loving breakfast for his lover himself.

But the perfect body of my lover kept flashing in my mind... Even the inside of the breasts is covered... No, no... How can I swallow Mei whole, but now I am even more powerless.

Just now I was almost ashamed to spit out a nosebleed...

"Intentionally..." Yan Qingmei felt that she was innocent!As long as Xu Kuang puts on clothes in front of him like that, he has to look like a big girl!Besides... Yan Qingmei, who was pulling on her clothes, looked down at the hickey marks all over her body, which were the lingering warmth of their passion.

Who is doing it on purpose?

Sure enough, even if you wear casual clothes with a collar, you can't hide the embarrassing hickeys that go straight to your ears. You can't let yourself wear a scarf on a hot day!Yan Qingmei looked at herself in the mirror a little helplessly, although she did not object to the unbridled dominance brought to her by madness, she was not satisfied and sighed when her body and mind were united.But... these dense imprints can really be less.

Even without these, I will only be his, and will not become someone else's.He, Yan Qingmei, only loves Di Sikuang in his life.So this kind of behavior...uh...can be less, anyway, let him go to the beach for a walk, swim and so on.Wearing swimming trunks, the traces all over her body cannot be seen clearly.

Although he doesn't care, he's thick-skinned... It's better not to pay this level of attention.

So just now when the man said that he did it on purpose, it was really a frame-up.

"Well, according to the emperor's wishes, the matter of the Mo family is over. There is no need to investigate further, and there is no need to investigate the Mo Languang... You are not allowed to disturb the emperor during this period. Otherwise..." In the kitchen, the Come such a voice.

"Kang... Are you alright..." Yan Qingmei, who had just come downstairs, yelled.I feel that I need to give a reminder.Otherwise, I don't know if my breakfast will become far away.

And Di Sikuang in the kitchen also just hung up the phone.

"Not yet... Mei, sit down for a while..." Looking at the clean and tidy kitchen, he said that Di Sikuang had been down for so long and was still in the state of studying.

Is he doing Western style or Chinese style...

Look at the ingredients in the refrigerator... In the end, Di Sikuang decided to make a Chinese breakfast.Let's have porridge!

In the living room, the whole body was lying lazily on the sofa, holding the remote control in one hand, and playing with a crystal-like thing in the other.Shining with dark blue light, under the light of day, there are colorful colors.It looks beautiful, real, thick and rare.

This looks like a rare treasure, and Yan Qingmei is like a very ordinary stone, throwing it up and down, catching it, and throwing it up again, over and over again, like something to pass the time in extreme boredom.In Yan Qingmei's heart, she didn't have much value, and she didn't get much attention.

Hours pass...

"Kang, are you ready!" Yawning, Yan Qingmei pressed all the channels of the TV several times.It can be seen how boring Yan Qingmei is at this time.If I had known earlier, I should have brought a few more books so that I could use them to pass the time.

"Mei, wait a little longer...It's almost ready..." In the kitchen, Di Sikuang's originally relaxed expression slowly turned into a deep haze.

All right!hold on……

Time will not stop for some reason, it will just pass slowly, another half an hour... Yan Qingmei, who was lying on the sofa, almost fell asleep.

Does it really take this long to make breakfast?Crazy can't be in the whole Han Dynasty!Think of Kuang's confident look at first.Yan Qingmei was really looking forward to the man's performance.

Didn't Yan Qingmei really want to go in and see what delicacies Kung Fu is cooking, since there hasn't been any smell of burnt food and some kind of explosion-like sound from the kitchen?It takes so long.

Yan Qingmei, who originally wanted to ask when she could have breakfast, decided to wait...

But nearly half an hour passed... when Yan Qingmei finally decided to take a look in the kitchen.Emperor Sikuang came out...

She wasn't at all embarrassed, her clothes were neat, and she didn't smell a little oily smoke on her body. Before Yan Qingmei became suspicious... she was dragged out by Di Sikuang without a sound.

"Let's go out to eat today..." Just as the two of them had walked a few meters away from the small castle, Di Xiang spoke frantically.

And Yan Qingmei felt speechless in her heart, which deepened the guessing in her heart...

"Kang, you don't even know how to use a kitchen stove, do you?" As soon as Yan Qingmei said this, the ears of the man who was still cold turned red instantly...

That's right... Di Sikuang stayed in the kitchen for nearly two hours, but he didn't even turn on the stove, let alone how to make food.

Originally, I wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to perform well, but I didn't expect such a result. This is Di Sikuang, a man destined to be extraordinary from birth. He has never entered a place like the kitchen in eight lifetimes... The performance is... still early.