rich little concubine

Shameless!

Ji Ziyang's eyes widened, he couldn't believe it, how could there be such a shameless person in this world who was shamelessly serious.

In fact, how could he hide his already flushed little face from the people in front of him, even through the clothes, he could clearly feel the heat on his body.

Ji Ziyang struggled hard, but he still couldn't break free. The next moment, he was placed on Dahong's bed, and his tall body was pressed down like this, with his hands on his sides, leaving him with nowhere to move. The range, the whole body is full of that person's unique domineering aura.

"Let's discuss it!" Ji Ziyang put his hands across his chest, keeping some distance as much as possible.

"What negotiation?"

"My lord, committing myself to a man is not what I want. Presumably the lord does not really want to marry a male concubine. Although the officials congratulate him, there is inevitably a lot of ridicule in the secret. Since ancient times, the combination of yin and yang is not against ethics, and can continue to have children." , Passing on the family line, you are a majestic King of Zhenbei, and you don’t want to really become a broken sleeve and have no heirs.”

Ji Ziyang looked at the other person's expression while talking, and he had to work hard to suppress the increasingly intense feeling of irritability and stuffiness, which was quite hard work.

"Continue." However, Mo Feng remained calm and did not intend to let go. The body temperature of the little thing in his arms was gradually rising, and his breathing was a little disordered when he spoke, but what else could he say out of his mouth? want to hear.

"With you, with me, this marriage is not what you want, it's just that the holy fate is difficult, so I ask the prince to let me go, and the prince... If there is a woman he likes in the future, I can also give up this position .” After saying this sentence, there was some light panting in his breathing.

However, Mo Feng's face darkened, and the previous banter disappeared from his eyes.

Ji Ziyang will continue to work hard. He will not be able to protect himself today if some things are not revealed. He wants to win in the face of danger: "The current emperor still attaches great importance to the palace, and personally bestows a marriage. He can give you a male concubine. The intention behind it is obvious."

The hand that was still encircling him suddenly pinched his neck, making it difficult for him to breathe for a moment, and his flushed face was even blushing.

Ji Ziyang grabbed the thick arm pinching him with both hands. No matter how hard he slapped it, he couldn't tear it off. His eyes widened and he stared at Ran Mofeng.

When he almost thought he was really going to die, the other party finally let him go.

"Do you know that it is a capital offense to speak falsely of the emperor?" In an instant, the room was filled with a dangerous atmosphere, and a strong sense of oppression filled the air.

"Cough...cough..." Ji Ziyang clutched his neck and panted. He dared to conclude that as long as he made a mistake, even if this man was really interested in him before, he would kill him without hesitation. he.

But he wants to gamble, a life is sometimes a gamble.

He cleared his throat, but his voice was already a little hoarse, but he didn't know it, and continued: "Everyone in the imperial city knows what the prince did back then." I don't know what grievances you have with the emperor, but I boldly guess that the prince was poisoned back then, maybe the emperor wanted to kill you, and the current situation is almost the same."

However, when Mo Feng moved his hand, Ji Ziyang was startled, covered his neck, and immediately added: "I...I can help you! No matter who wants to harm you, I can help you!"

However, Mo Feng did not expect that Ji Ziyang understood the form so clearly. As early as when he bestowed the marriage, he sent someone to check on Ji Ziyang. He is cowardly, often bullied, and his usual behavior is a bit dull. Now it seems that , it turned out to be a delicate mind, which is nothing more than hiding clumsiness.

Looking at the man huddled under him, panting lightly, like a frightened rabbit, he snorted coldly: "How are you going to help me?"

Ji Ziyang was overjoyed, and relaxed a little. It was a matter of discussion. He tugged at his neckline hotly, and said, "It doesn't matter if you make money or kill someone."

"Oh? The concubine still has such abilities?" He investigated and found out that the eldest son of the third house of Jifu had never learned any martial arts.

"Whether there is, you will find out after you try it." Ji Ziyang swore that he could hardly suppress the heat in his body.

"Okay, then the king will agree to you." Ran Mofeng really let go of his hand and stood up, but standing by the bed had no intention of leaving.

Ji Ziyang frowned, twisted his body, and as soon as he moved, the hot feeling came like a surge, his chest jumped wildly, and the moment he raised his eyes, his eyes flowed, the skin on his neck was really bright red, unconsciously revealing A hint of obsequiousness: "My lord... still... still not leaving?"

However, Mo Feng's eyes were teasing, and he lowered his eyes.

Ji Ziyang followed the other party's line of sight, and it turned out that he was pulling the other party's sleeve tightly without realizing it, and couldn't help biting his lip. He admitted that the moment the other party left the body just now, there seemed to be an inexplicable feeling. Great emptiness.

"The concubine still doesn't let go." The coldness of the whole body dissipated, with a trace of teasing, the possessiveness in his eyes never retreated a bit: "Since the concubine intends to keep the king, I can go back on my word."

Ji Ziyang withdrew his hand like an electric shock: "It's not what a man says when he says what he says."

"In order to get the concubine, so what if I am willing to be a villain, besides what you said before, I should have...killed you, but I am still reluctant for the time being, so I can only promise you not to die for the time being, not to let you go Pass you." The moment Ji Ziyang withdrew his hand, his wrist was firmly grasped again, and the touch of that hand seemed to burn him, his whole body trembled, and a groan escaped from the corner of his lips. exhort sound.

"You..." His whole body was weak, and the struggle to withdraw his hand seemed to turn into a refusal and a welcome: "You...shameless!" It took him a lot of energy to say the three words in full.

However, Mo Feng leaned forward, and his fingertips ran across the opponent's neck and chest, and the delicate red wedding dress was torn apart inch by inch, exposing a large piece of bright red skin to the air.

Ji Ziyang rationally knew that he should wrap his clothes tightly around his chest, but when the heat of his body met the coolness, he couldn't help crying out with relief, wishing he could strip off all his clothes.

As soon as this idea came out, I was startled, my breathing became more and more disordered, and fine beads of sweat appeared on my forehead, Jiao.Gasping: "Don't...please..."

"That's not what the princess's body says..." A big hand stroked his waist, hugged it, and gently lifted it up, and the open hot chest was already attached to the strong chest.

Being so stimulated, Ji Ziyang was even more limp and powerless. He couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart. He had hoped that it wasn't some strange spring.Taking medicine, at this moment, there is no illusion at all, the desire to scream in the body is clearly transmitted to the brain, shouting goodbye, and his own two arms have already wrapped around the opponent's neck.

He wanted to be closer, closer.

But rationally, he didn't allow himself to do this. He resisted the desire of his body, and just wanted to bite the tip of his tongue to keep himself awake, but before he could do so, Ran Mofeng suddenly pinched his jaw. I can't bite anymore.

After hesitating, he didn't have that kind of thought, his mind was already a mess.

However, Mo Feng had just discovered his intentions, and in desperation, he increased his strength, only to hear the other party faltering about the pain, and a layer of water mist gathered in his already blurred eyes, making him even more charming.

His heart skipped a beat, he let go of his hand, and said softly: "Be obedient, I don't want to hurt you." There was a trace of pampering in the words.