Sick Prince Rescue Plan

In the dead of night, on the official road to the north, a group of people in black clothes and bronze masks galloped.

Their exposed eyes reflected the moonlight and snow, revealing infinite sharpness and coldness.

In the silent world, the only sound of horseshoes trampling on the ground is the "Da Da" sound, which is extremely regular, and it is frightening to hear.

Xiao Jinshun finally got off the wine table, and Wang Xunyuan and Bai called a maid to help him back to the room.

The maid had a nice face and exquisite body. When Xiao Jinshun was supported by her little soft white hands, she slid on his arms and palms if anything seemed like nothing.

The hooked Xiao Jinshun felt itchy in his heart.

Usually in the palace, he dare not do anything, because he is still young, so no one prepares him for enlightenment.

In addition, Lan Bi was beaten into the cold palace. Had he not been attached to the second prince and the imperial concubine, he would have long been a man with his tail clipped.

Now that I drank some wine, my reaction became dull, and the color-heartedness and courage became more and more dominant.

Back in the room, he lifted his foot and kicked the door closed.

Turning around, the little maid touched the door.

With the dim candlelight in the room, he drunkenly reached out and pinched the little maid's chin, and lifted it up impatiently.

Then, caught off guard, he met this familiar face.

He took a deep breath, and there was a bit of the shadow of the imperial concubine between the maid's eyebrows and eyes!

His heart beat hard, with a "boom", as if some shackles were broken, the turbulent and suppressed desires were out of control!

He stroked the little maid’s face in fascination, "You are finally mine..."

After speaking, the kiss fell overwhelmingly.

The little maid's mouth twitched slightly, her hands obediently wrapped around his neck, and she raised her head to cater to her.

The following night, the bed was creaking and creaking, and there were some intoxicating sounds from time to time.

During the ups and downs, Xiao Jinshun whispered to the maid’s ear: "I am happy with you, why can't you see it? What is good about my old father?

The originally confused and intrigued maid was shocked in a cold sweat, unconsciously exerting force on her hands, and accidentally left many scratches on Xiao Jinshun's back.

Xiao Jinshun: "His—Little Wild Cat."

He was not angry, on the contrary, he was even more excited.

The maid suppressed the stormy waves in her heart and tried her best to cater to Xiao Jinshun.

Until the sky turned white, the two fell asleep.

When Xiao Jintang came to see Xiao Jinshun early the next morning, Xiao Jinshun was still in Gentle Township, but the little maid had something in her heart. She could not sleep well. She was startled by the knock on the door and quickly sat up, enduring her body. Feeling unwell, he quickly picked up his tattered clothes from the ground, barely put them on, and then pushed the door and ran out.

Xiao Jintang was startled at the door and frowned, "What are you doing frizzy?"

He stepped into the room and saw that Xiao Jinshun was on the big bed, sleeping soundly naked, with the quilt covering only the key parts.

His face turned black all at once, so he was really not afraid of death!

Looking at the mess on the bed, who doesn't know what happened?

Xiao Jintang shook his head, as expected, the mud couldn't support the wall.

He cleared his throat, "Third brother, it's time to get up!"

The slightly increased volume and the cold wind coming from the door caused Xiao Jinshun to wake up from his sleep.

He sat up holding the quilt and looked at Xiao Jintang at the door a little dazedly, "Second brother, why don't you come in?"