Gold Medal Hunter: The Emperor's Favorite Fox Concubine

After asking for a deep kiss, his big palm just lingers on her waist, not going to any place that would make her more exciting to him.

After a while, he left her lips, his head resting on her shoulders, and his heavy breath made her neck itch.

"Qinger, are you really willing?" Because he was hungry for too long, he fell in love with someone every day and night, but he couldn't touch her. Now, she suddenly told him that she wanted to have a baby with him.

Emperor, he became suspicious, and thought that she had said it wrong or he had heard it wrong.

Bei Muqing heard his question, but she really didn't know whether to cry or laugh. There was a faint smile on the corner of her mouth. She didn't answer, holding his hand: "Let's go."

He was confused: "Where is Qing'er going?"

She still didn't answer, just took him forward.

When he looked up again, he realized that the two had returned to Longyang Palace.

Zhongli Ye raised his eyebrows. It was hard not to think too much about her words just now, and her current actions.

If she said it correctly and he heard it correctly, how could he be willing to let go of her?

"What tea do you want to drink at night?" The two of them entered the inner room and asked him to sit on the chair. She walked to the other side and looked at him with her head outside.

"As long as it is Qing'er's soaking, it's done." He held the handrail tightly with his fingers, and his eyes stared at her busy.

Bei Muqing was busy not far away, his movements were slow and elegant, which made him feel itchy.

Finally, he couldn't help it anymore, so he got up and walked towards her.

"Qing'er has always been unaccustomed to it, so I'll teach Qing'er." He held her hand and held the teapot with her hand.

Bei Muqing stretched out another hand and pushed him away. The bright smile was imprinted in his eyes, full of charm.

"Your Majesty is a thousand bodies, how can you do these rough work?"

"I still like Qing'er to call her name more." She held her stable palm in his hand, and Zhongli Ye's Adam's apple rolled, feeling that she had always been proud of her self-control.

She finally couldn't help it with her slow movements. She forced her hand to snatch the teapot from her hand and put it on the table, looking at her: "Qinger, I don't want to drink tea." After that, she hugged her in her arms.

In the middle, he lowered his head and sealed her red lips.

Bei Muqing hummed and pressed his hands against his chest. Every time he moved, he felt as if there were millions of ants crawling over in his heart. He was itchy, but he couldn't scratch it.

He held one hand around her waist, stopped the other hand on her back, pressing her delicate body towards him.

Bei Muqing could clearly feel the rising body temperature of Zhongli Ye.

But for a moment, she suddenly felt that it was really wrong for him to be unable to touch her in the past when she was bedside.

She finally gave up the tea. The hand that was originally pressed against his chest was around him and wrapped around his neck, bringing himself closer to him.

"Qing'er." A cluster of flames seemed to rise in his eyes, calling her name, and his voice was hoarse.

She smiled enchantingly, her hand slid down, and her slender hand moved and pulled his belt open, her lips almost pressed against his neck, and her breath was gently squirting on his neck: "Love me."

It made him unable to bear it anymore.

He suddenly bent down and picked her up around the waist and walked towards the dragon bed. His movements were gentle like the most precious and fragile treasure of Huaibao. He gently placed her on the dragon bed, and his slender body immediately covered him.

Her first time, how could he feel wronged her?

【Finally we were together, but the time we were together was wrong, sweep H...