Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

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At that time, he had just succeeded in the throne and he was busy with state affairs. He could not spare time to communicate with her. He always thought that she would slowly get better.

Although she is charming and charming, she is naive and romantic, very charming, and a very nice and coquettish girl.

However, he never expected that she gave birth to a son in October and gave birth to him quietly, and then sat full on the confinement. That day, she could get out of bed. She even put on a black cloak and did not give him Leave a word and run away.

He chased her thousands of miles away, Huang Sha tumbling, her resolute figure disappeared into his sight.

She never looked back.

She walked chicly and decidedly, did not give him the opportunity to speak, and left him and her a little room for redemption.

This difference is a full twenty-four years.

Murong Cheng pushed her away, Shen Shen reprimanded, "No more mischief."

Pei Wu looked at him, his lips were bitten by her in two places, blood leaked out, and a man in his forties was in a steady, majestic manner with a bit of forbidden desire.

When she loved him for pretending to be old-fashioned, Murong Lang did n’t know how many girls he had lost, but he was just a straight wood, he did n’t understand the gentleness of the country, and he would n’t fall into love. It really wasted this handsome skin and supreme Noble status and power.

Of course, she was obsessed with this straight wood.

Pei Wuwu smiled suddenly. She leaned closer to him and licked the blood on the corner of his lips.

Murong Cheng was unable to breathe, but still reprimanded him, "No more bullshit?"

"A good-looking hypocrite, don't let your mouth go, your body is honest!"

Pei Wu twisted her waist.

Murong Cheng quickly clasped her waist and wanted to kiss her lips.

Pei Wu avoided it.

Murong built a deadlock.

"You are so big now, but here is outside, do you want to be out-of-field with me?"

After her reminder, Murong Cheng's ears turned red.

Pei Wu still likes the look of his wood. If it wasn't for her marrying him, he estimated that he would only understand the posture of the male and female on the bed. He didn't know how much benefit was obtained by Dongfang Qing's different women.

She quickly pinched his two red ears, and called softly, "Hug me to the room."

"..."

Murong Jiancheng has nowhere to go. She wanted to teach her a little after catching her, but this demon girl knows how to seduce a man. She hasn't changed for so many years, and now she has the upper hand.

He was the grand king of a country. She was holding her nose and her ears.

"Let ’s go! What kind of system has others seen?"

"Just let it go, my husband hugs me, hug me!"

"..."

Murong Chengcheng wants to push her down, but her soft body is entangled like a water snake, and a burst of friction across his clothes makes him surging.

Why isn't she old?

Murong Jiancheng looked at her face, pinched her waist, and felt that she was as attractive as before, hooking-dying.

He pulled his leg and hugged her into the room.

...

In the room, Murong Cheng put Pei Wuwu on the bed, and Pei Wu rolled into the big bed.

She glanced. This was the new house where they got married. He had been sleeping here all these years with two pillows on the bed. She thought the pillow inside was a little familiar, as if she had been married.

There was a clean masculine smell in the quilt, and there was no smell of fox spirits.

Pei Wu's eyes softened, she reached for the pillow, put her small face in, and began to remember it.

Murong Jiancheng looked at her, she was lying on the bed, and the little dress on her body was very wide. Now the collar on one side had slipped off her fragrant shoulder, revealing the red bellyband inside her.

Thin red straps hung around her neck, her skin was white and her curves were voluminous, and her body was the most moving. The head mother of Gillian's room, the generation of fairies, lay on the bed in a casual posture. Deeply sunken, buttocks going outward, legs straight and long, extremely seductive.

Murong Jiancheng suddenly felt that the tip of his nose was hot, as if he was about to run out of nosebleeds.

By this time, Pei Wu had ended her memory. She glanced down at him, and those autumn-looking beautiful eyes looked at him, "What are you doing, come here."

She patted the bed beside her.

Murong Cheng hesitated a bit, it was really awkward. His real name rejected the current direction of development. He and she should not be like this.

He stood tall and dignified next to the bed, motionless, his voice low and solemn, "We can now talk about what you did wrong. If you hadn't run away without your permission, I would chase you thousands of miles away, and Minger would not Missing, Country A lost His Royal Highness and shaken the country. After that, the king broke apart, the world scuffled, and Pei Wu, you know what was wrong? "

Pei Wuwu sat up and looked at him, "Murong Jiancheng, you are not confused, you have been tangled in the year when I ran away without permission, but I have never been able to find out who was holding the child while I was away from the palace Go out, this talent is the master behind the scenes, the initiator of all this! "

Murong Cheng sank his eyebrows. At that time, he washes the East Palace in blood, and killed and killed a hundred people in front of the court.

"what do you mean?"

Pei Wuwu picked Liu Mei and said a person's name, "Oriental Wanqing!"

Murong Jiancheng's deep phoenix eyes overflowed with a bit of hawk-like sharpness, "How can you mention Wanqing again? It can't be her."

"Then don't say it." Pei Wu danced off the bed and reached out to help him take off the black coat outside.

Murong Cheng held her hand down, "Say something well, don't move your hands."

Pei Mei turned her eyes and took off his coat. Two hands pressed against his chest and pushed him back. He fell on the big bed.

She climbed up, lying in his arms, coquettishly, "I can't move without touching."

"..."

Murong Jiancheng knew that she had a lot of ridiculousness, but he didn't bother to say that she was lying softly in his arms now, not arguing with him or arguing with him, he was all crisp.

When he was young, he liked her very much, her tenderness and understanding, and her passion.

"Murong is built, do you want me these years?" Pei Wuwu put out her fingers and drew circles on his healthy chest.

"No." Murong Cheng answered the two words without hesitation.

"I really don't want to?" Pei Wuwu's hand slid down and raised her head to kiss his chin.

Murong Cheng rolled his throat, rolled over quickly, pressed her down, and he leaned over and kissed her lips.

Instead of pushing him away, Pei Wu embraced his neck.

Murong Cheng kissed her lips for a while, and then snapped her teeth.

This time Pei Wu pushed him away. "How old are you still thinking about tongue-kiss?"