The Anarchic Consort

Helian Weiwei looked at him with a thin lip and a bite, and the whole body became a fascinating pink. The voice was with a depressing hoarseness, and even a little tremble, but the tone was as usual, just like a hairpin. The Queen of the Order: "If you want to do it, do it, don't do it!"

"Well? Let the temple roll?" Dan Feng's eyes, which looked good by Bai Lijiajue, stunned slightly, and pressed her back hard!

As if he was stimulated by his movements, Helen Weiwei’s body began to tremble slightly. He grabbed the man’s robes and regained the scene. The eyebrows were very beautiful, with arrogance that could not be conquered, behind him. Dressed in dark black hair like a crow feather, the whole person looks extremely noble.

That kind of demeanor is not like he is doing her, but it is like she is enjoying him.

Only people want to want people to want to destroy her on the spot!

The Bailijiajue breathed a sinking, and finally couldn't bear to hold her waist!

The long hair of two people is entangled together, every minute is enjoyed, and the numbness is drowned, some dizzy and maddening.

I don't know if it is the cause of the drug. Helian Weiwei was forced to tears by this kind of torture. The teardrops were stained on the crow-like eyelashes, with tearful eyes, and the waves were full of energy.

Both of them were the first time, completely inexperienced, and the heart beats, as if the blood in the blood vessels was boiling.

The treasures of the Brigade are very beautiful, and the smile is also very gentle, but every time the force is fierce and overbearing, like the beast that does not know the lameness, the devil is called sinking.

The classical style robes are mostly open, the belly is not a trace of fat, the muscle lines are extremely elegant, and the skin is very elastic because of martial arts and calcination.

His appearance is like the fall of a nine-day god, even if it is such an infringing action, it is also so noble to be made by him, so unattainable.

Helen Weiwei's black hair swayed with the chains, swaying the arc of the hook, and was firmly locked in the arms by the Bailijiajue, welcoming a strong impact.

Until the feeling of **** in the body gradually faded, she held down the man's unexplored hand: "Enough."

"You said enough is enough, when is this temple?" The corner of the mouth outlines a deep smile, but the hand of Bai Lijiajue not stopped, but clasped her waist and let herself fall into her body. Deeper!

Helian Weiwei shuddered, but the strength of his hand did not weaken. He simply painted the palm as a claw, firmly pinched the man’s throat, and smiled at her lips, with a bloodthirsty The smell, the cold sound is a bit of sand: "His Highness is best to match it!"

In the face of the claws in the throat, the Baili Jiajue not only did not care, but extended his hand to pick up her long hair that was wet by the beads and sweat, and moved maliciously...

"You!" Helen Weiwei took a sigh of relief, and the skin and skin rubbed out of the numbness, which aroused the strange feeling in her heart, like lightning hitting, piercing her nerve endings...

Damn, what the **** is this medicine!

There is still no end!

"So can you bear it? Um?" His elongated tail was very evil and low, gradually rendering the entire night.

But even if he was so kneaded, Helen Weiwei never made a request for mercy.

It’s like... he still doesn’t fully get her...

For a moment, that kind of strong paranoia is clearly revealed!

This made Helen Weiwei almost unable to resist the whole person leaning back, but the chain that Bailijiajue was holding was suddenly tightened, so that she could no longer go backwards and only hit him heavily.

At this time, the Bailijiajue smashed a force, and it was called a defeated army!

I don't know how long it took, the black hair stopped, hitting the closed scorpion of Helen Weiwei, like the extreme exhaustion, her body was covered with sweat, because the skin was too clean and white, even that The sweat beads are very crystal clear, and the whole person will look particularly soft.

Outside the palace, a monk dressed up was a little anxious: "The father-in-law...this is a few hours now. If it is according to the rules of the palace, it will not be long after the time..."

Sun Gonggong naturally knows the rules. He wanted to remind him half an hour ago, but when he entered the clean room, he heard the sound of the golden chain swaying. Where can he persuade him to quit?

"But, the family still went in and persuaded." Sun Gonggong looked at the sky that was about to bloom, turned into the dormitory, turned a few credits and went outside the clean room, the sound of the waves made him stop. Steps, the ground is scattered with the large screens of the clothes worn by the temple under his house, separated by a glass of gold. Sun Gonggong can't see the inside, only the bright petals accompany the clear water and overflow the screen, and the furniture is so colorful. Soak in the water, luxury...

Sun Gonggong did not dare to go forward, but only lowered the sound: "His Royal Highness, or else, the slaves will let people go in and serve the Princess."

"No." The sound behind the screen was heavy. Sun Gonggong could hear the sound of bathing under the lord of his own house. He couldn’t help but be surprised when his master had served him. It would be good if he didn’t kick the person out. Ok...

What happened this time?

No matter what is going on, the grandson who said it should say: "You can go to the Queen to ask for peace."

"Please Ann?" The lazy and domineering voice slowly spread out: "Was the king of the temple still use for others?"

It is said that Sun Gonggong is actually speechless.

Indeed, carefully counted, my own highness in the palace for so long, did not ask for peace once.

"That would have to go to the old emperor's family." Sun Gonggong insisted: "Not to mention, the blisters have been long, and it is not good for Wang Hao's body."

After a moment of silence, Sun Gonggong heard the sound of water.

When I had no time to react, I saw my own temple stepping out. He was only wearing a pure black ancient bathrobe, half-opened his chest, holding Helen Weiwei wrapped in red satin in his arms, three thousand. The ink hangs down, and it makes her look good.

Sun Gonggong only felt that he had seen two people who were descended from the heavens, and he dared not look at it again. He bowed his scorpion respectfully.

"Go to let people smoke their clothes and send them in." Bai Lijiajue screamed, the voice was not as indifferent as the past, but there was a fascinating hoarseness, and the wet black hair covered his forehead in a mess. Out of a deadly **** that is too late to converge.

Sun Gonggong also did not see his own portrait of His Royal Highness, but was taken aback and silently said: "Yes."

What I thought in my heart was the words that I had given myself to the emperor.

Emperor Taishang does not seem to believe that His Royal Highness is a willing lady, Miss Helen, and she thinks that there must be something else.

Before Sun Gonggong thought so, but now.

His Royal Highness should not fold himself in for acting.