Wang Ye is a Demon

Just as Mo Jianchen was about to launch the next attack, her little hand suddenly touched his chest, and her clear eyes looked at the man in front of him blankly.

"If you don't want to, this king won't force it." Mo Jianchen's eyes seemed to darken.

"No..." Gu Yi stared at Mo Jianchen, his eyes were deep, like a swamp that made her sink into it a little bit, unable to extricate himself.

A trace of evil charm floated at the corner of the man's mouth, and he just wanted to lean down, but was forced back by those little hands.

"I saw scratches on your back that day..." Gu Yining didn't know which of the tendons had made the mistake, and so straightforwardly said the words that have been haunting her hidden in her heart.

But she was like this. When she remembered that this man had an affair with other women before, and when she remembered that she was going to share a man with other women, she was not in her heart. She was not a Virgin. Also selfish.

"Who caused the scratches, you don't know in your heart?" The hoarse voice rushed towards her ears ambiguously, and the shameful dream that night suddenly surfaced in her mind, as if it were a replay. In her mind.

My face suddenly fainted with a blush, but it was a dream after all...

Could it be... the dreams that night were true? Or does this man have the ability to dive into other people's dreams?

She was thinking, but she didn't want a warmth in her ear: "Don't be distracted."

The condensed skin was exposed to the air inch by inch, nourishing her gently like raindrops.

His robes slipped and he twisted gently, and he crossed the dense forest like an explorer, and reached the clear pool deep in the dense forest.

Gu Yining snorted and slumped on the bed like water, slowly fainting from her pupils.

Suddenly, a heart-piercing pain hit her body, and a layer of dampness appeared in the corner of her eyes. She lifted her body slightly, trying to cater to the man on her body.

The man on him preyed on his prey like a greedy lion.

The tingling sensation rushed towards her like the waves at high tide, and the night seemed to be stretched infinitely, and tiredness slowly climbed onto her body.

Even Gu Yining didn't know how long Mo Jianchen had been tossing, only that when he woke up again, he was already exposed to the sun.

She struggled to prop up her body, and suddenly recalled that she had threatened to blow up the eighth prince of the country of Mexico, but she didn't want to make a glorious sacrifice in advance.

She moved her feet, but didn't want the sudden soreness to make her breathless.

There was a touch of red on the pale sheets, and finally, she transformed into a real woman.

"Liu Li..." Gu Yining rubbed her temples, looking like she hadn't slept enough.

The door of the house was gently pushed open, Liuli stepped into the house cautiously, holding a bowl in his hand, the soup smelled fragrant, and got into Gu Yining’s nose, which aroused Gu Yining’s curiosity: "What is this?"

Liuli carried the soup to the edge of Gu Yining's bed, spooned the soup, and said: "This is what your Royal Highness ordered the cook to do, saying that it is to replenish Ning'er."

The little girl said with a self-evident smile.

The boudoir matter was originally a matter of two people. When the third person knew it, Gu Yining would inevitably make Gu Yining a little shy. A burst of heat reached her cheeks and quickly took over the soup.

She took a gulp, and an unspeakable taste lingered on the tip of her tongue, and there seemed to be a hint of sweetness in the bitterness.

"Where are the rules? You are so particular about it." Gu Yining frowned slightly, as if disgusted, she took a second sip as she said.

auzw.com "I heard that this was specially ordered by your Royal Highness to tune in, not only to make up for the body, but also to make Ning'er as soon as possible..."

"puff--"

Before Liuli had finished speaking, Gu Yining spit out the soup that had just been taken.

Let Jun Li tune? ? ?

That being said, Liuli is not the only one who knows about this boudoir?

Gu Yi calmed down, looking at Liuli who was sprayed with soup and forced a polite smile on her face. A trace of apology appeared on her face. She picked up the handkerchief and gently wiped away the wet tonic for Liuli. soup.

"As soon as what?" Gu Yining asked, and stopped halfway through the conversation, which inevitably made people feel a little uncomfortable.

"Let Ning'er have a little prince as soon as possible..." Liuli whispered.

As soon as the voice fell, the hands that wiped the soup stains for Liuli couldn't help but stop in the air.

Pregnant with a little prince? !

Does Mo Jianchen just want a baby like that? But she didn't want to!

Thinking about it, he put the soup back into Liuli's hands without any explanation, put on his clothes, and strode towards Mingxianzhai, resisting the soreness of his body.

She didn't want to be pregnant so early, and she didn't want to be a mother so early. In such a place of right and wrong, it is difficult for even oneself to protect oneself, let alone protect a child.

The wind rushed into Mingxianzhai, but Mo Jianchen sat there calmly and leisurely, as if nothing happened last night.

"Wake up?" The man didn't look up. Only Gu Yining could break into Mingxianzhai so recklessly. What's more, his Mingxianzhai, except for the few people around him and Gu Yining, never came in. pass.

"What kind of soup did you give me?" Gu Yining was straightforward.

"Doesn't it taste good?" Mo Jianchen raised his eyebrows and looked up at Gu Yining.

"I don't need this soup..."

"No need? It seems that you were not tired at all last night." As the man said, an evil charm evoked at the corner of his mouth, as if he had misunderstood the meaning of her words.

Such a conversation was terrible, and she couldn't help but think of everything that happened last night. It was this face and such a low and **** voice. I don't know how much shame she said.

He is really a monster, tempting her to refresh her bottom line again and again.

Seeing Gu Yining's silence, the smile in Mo Jianchen's deep eyes became a bit thicker, his big boned hands languidly propped up his head, and a deep voice came to her ears again: "Look Next time, this king has to be tough on you."

Next time? !

Gu Yining blushed, endured the pain and ran to the side of Mo Jianchen. With a small hand, he concealed the text on the booklet, and looked at Mo Jianchen with death: "No next time!"

"You weren't like that last night." There was a smile in his eyes, as deep and charming as the vast galaxy.

With a frown and a smile, coupled with such an ambiguous tone, it is hard not to let Gu Yi contemplate his dreams.

He just likes to look after Gu Yining's blushing face and shyness, and sometimes seeing her blushing face and desperate but unable to help him, he is indescribably happy.

Seeing Gu Yining's silence, Mo Jianchen leaned towards her: "What? Concubine Ai is not satisfied? Otherwise, tonight, this king will work harder?"