The Beloved Imperial Consort - Chapter 269

[269. Chapter 269 Dreaming]

Seeing that Zong Zhenglin’s eyes were terrifyingly deep, Mu Xiyao buried her head to hide from his neck, but she didn’t want to be pinched by the man’s earlobe.

“I peeked at the main hall in the chanting hall, and the little eyes are really hooking.”

“…” That’s to let you breathe.

“When I left the palace, I made a special trip to the side. In my eyes, it meant that I was reluctant to leave the palace and return to the palace alone? When Jiaojiao was outside, there was rarely a time when she was so clingy.

” .

The cochlea was deliberately exhaled by Zong Zhenglin, Mu Xiyao couldn’t bear the tingling, and her little head kept dodging.

Kissing her side face, Zong Zhenglin’s phoenix eyes gradually closed, his breath was unstable, and his face flushed. “Jiaojiao, I just said what the main hall said.” I

don’t know why, since she left this morning, I haven’t forgotten it for a while. I miss it even more now.

Mu Xiyao was startled to realize that when the palm of his hand slid across his male front, there was actually moisture, and with a snort, he was ashamed and lightly kicked him. This man was very emotional on the bed, even more so today. When the interest is together, the momentum is amazing, and the thunder and rain do not stop for a long time.

Speaking of what he said, he wished he could rush to it earlier. The phrase “let her handle it” is just urging people to let go and serve quickly.

“Don’t take the initiative?” Being fondled by her soft and boneless red hands, Zong Zhenglin was restless all over, if he hadn’t coveted her to wait for her in a flowery manner, he would have supported his work and broke into the depths of her delicate flowers.

The Sixth Highness is involved in this matter. Ever since she got the real smell on her, she has never been tired of it. Knowing that he is not the master who can endure, Mu Xiyao gritted his teeth, and made a decision in the blink of an eye in “Falling Down” and “Rising and Failing”.

“Your Highness, lie down.” Just these three words immediately made Zong Zhenglin’s eyes red. Thinking of the scene where the woman straddles him and her breasts are trembling, the Sixth Highness groaned in a hoarse voice.

“I’ve been thinking about it during the day, and finally I’ll be here.”

Hearing his undisguised, explicit words, Mu Xiyao’s heart was pounding, and even her neck was pink with shame. In broad daylight, Zong Zhenglin, who was dealing with political affairs with a face on his face, was actually thinking about how the Sixth Highness should be “human-faced and beast-hearted”.

Slightly coquettish, his thumbs deliberately found him to be sensitive, but with such a light touch, Zong Zhenglin couldn’t stand the teasing, and he let out a low growl.

so excited? Mu Xiyao was surprised.

“His Royal Highness, let go of your concubine first, and your concubine Rong will move.” The man’s big hands were not honest for a moment, and he kept rubbing against her with his eyes closed. If he takes advantage of him like this again, he won’t even have the chance to “rise up” later.

Zong Zhenglin caressed her waist with his palms, and was following her graceful figure, slowly groping upwards. Even if he still closed his eyes, he could still outline a pair of tenderness that always forced him to be uncontrollable. Thinking about it like this, my mind is full of beautiful thoughts, and I keep clamoring and crushing it. In the daytime, I think too much, and I can hardly suppress my inner strength. Now that he is so real, it will only drive him even more crazy.

His body was burning hot, and the swelling kept throbbing. Zong Zhenglin slowly lost his mind. He closed his eyes and suddenly let out a sigh. Maybe today, he was going to break his promise.

“Jiaojiao, I’m sorry.” Panting heavily, Zong Zhenglin’s phoenix eyes slowly opened, and the surging passion and madness in the room made Mu Xiyao’s little hand serving him abruptly stop.

This look, how does it seem to want her to serve! It was clear that the **** was burning, and he wanted to force things.

Locking the little woman’s chest with white tenderness, Zong Zhenglin’s phoenix eyes flashed with fire, and a few times of vigorous rubbing made the top of Jiaorui ooze juice. , swallowing bright red, sucking tut tut loudly.

“Sit up, hurry up.” With his handsome face taut, he supported her limp body, Zong Zhenglin sweated on his forehead, and his veins burst out.

Oversight… The tide of love came even more fiercely than he expected. I never knew that when I was thirsty for her for a day, I was really close to someone, so much.

At first, Mu Xiyao was interrupted by him, but now he sits up with her arms clasped, and is forcefully manipulated by the man. He was so soft that he couldn’t get rid of it, so he could only reluctantly gather strength and lift his **** to ask him to take off his trousers as he wished.

He couldn’t wait for the foreplay before Zong Zhenglin touched her fascination, and his eyes suddenly turned red, so he dashed straight in, holding Mu Xiyao with a whimper, laying on his shoulders and sobbing.

“It hurts.” What happened? No matter how anxious Zong Zhenglin was on weekdays, he wouldn’t really make her suffer any grievances. What’s more, she was still so reluctant, as if she was going to be mad to eat her.

“Jiaojiao, Jiaojiao.” The woman in front of her eyes was loose, her body was full of ****, and the scenes of lust in her mind continued to alternate. All of them were Mu Xiyao’s snow-white body, red in front of her, singing and dancing, and her breasts and buttocks were plump. The voices were all her soft words, Zong Zhenglin’s eyes were extremely scarlet, and he only cared to call her softly, but turned a deaf ear to Mu Xiyao’s calls.

Finally determined that the man’s situation was definitely wrong, Mu Xiyao’s eyes narrowed, and he opened his mouth to bite on his right shoulder, the smell of blood spread in his mouth, and he became a little clearer. It’s a pity that the man who should be most responsive is, as always, unresponsive to the pain in his shoulder.

To make Zong Zhenglin out of control so far, even his sanity is almost gone. Even if Mu Xiyao is proud of himself, he can’t do it to this extent.

Who and who drugged him?

Raising his hand to caress Zong Zhenglin’s red handsome face, his lips gently touched it, starting from the eyebrows and moving to his chin. “His Royal Highness, the concubine is here.” Seeing that his eyes were ruthless, and he was ruthless and anxious, Mu Xiyao closed her eyes and put her heart up to kiss his chest. The little hand also reached under him and rubbed the ball that he seemed to be bursting.

“Jiaojiao, very beautiful.” The woman in front of him was seductive to the bone, with a veil attached to her body, her buttocks swayed and twisted in front of his eyes, and the pink gap between her legs was looming. Zong Zhenglin was sweating like rain, and in love, he clutched Mu Xiyao’s waist like a beast and slammed it repeatedly.

It was not until he was fondled up and down by Mu Xiyao’s little hands that Zong Zhenglin relieved the anger that was about to burst in his chest. The discomfort is reduced, and the rest is boundless desire, ecstasy.

Mu Xiyao was tossed by him in various ways, and every time he was pumped, it was painful. He knew that something was wrong with him, but he couldn’t do it, and he couldn’t let him bear the pain alone.

As keen as Mu Xiyao, he had already noticed that Zong Zhenglin’s love medicine was extremely potent. It’s extremely difficult for him to vent out of such ordinary joy. The pain on his face could be eased only by some stimulation.

After an hour and a half, after Mu Xiyao’s repeated prodding and tightening, Zong Zhenglin finally roared against the person, and raised his head in complete relief.

Mu Xiyao was dripping with sweat all over, struggling to endure the violent collision when he was venting, thinking that the man would wake up after he was relieved. How could I know that the fiery heat of the two people being closely connected has not dissipated, and Zong Zhenglin’s thing has been exploding very quickly.

In an instant, her complexion was ashen, and the depths of Mu Xiyao’s eyes were unprecedentedly solemn.

Looking up at his still cloudy phoenix eyes, he observed for a moment, and then stretched out his arms around his neck, silently catering to his desire to rise again. The two sat on the edge of the bed, up and down, Zong Zhenglin roared happily, but Mu Xiyao closed her eyes tightly, biting her lower lip in pain, and her temples and hair were soaked with ink. Although there was pleasure under him, most of his tenderness was hurt by Zong Zhenglin’s unknowingly restraining strength, and the pain was piercing to the bone.

“Your Highness.” The woman’s voice was tired, but her tone was soothing. It’s just that he still failed to wake up the fallen man.

The lights in the main room were shining brightly, and the movement inside caused Mama Zhao to be puzzled.

Master Yao was completely silent, only His Highness was panting and screaming incessantly. This is the first time I have encountered this since the two of them were on duty outside the door.

From time to time, the sound of objects falling to the ground can be heard in the room, some crisp, some dull, especially in the middle of the night.

In this situation…Mother Zhao took the little maid and retreated further in embarrassment.

The two masters didn’t know how to toss the law, but it caused such a big movement. Although they are younger, they are quite affectionate to each other, and they can’t completely ignore their bodies.

The sound didn’t gradually subside until the beginning of Yin Shi. Mammy Zhao hurriedly called someone to bring hot water, and waited for the master to order someone to bring a wooden bucket into the house to add water. Unexpectedly, the master’s summoning voice did not arrive for a long time, but he heard a creaking sound of the door.

The face of the sixth hall was gloomy and cold, and he casually put on a middle coat and stood in the room, his whole body was terrifyingly cold. Gently swept over them and commanded sharply towards the yard, and saw that a figure suddenly appeared in front of the empty steps, wrapped in a black cloak and unable to see clearly.

“Call Wei Zhen to meet Yu-gu quickly.”

“Yes, your subordinates obey.” The

voice fell, and the man disappeared in the blink of an eye. Mama Zhao was so frightened that she grabbed the girl beside her who was also shivering.

In the past few years serving the master in the mansion, I have seen some secrets more or less. Not to mention the person who came and went like a ghost just now, how scary it was in the middle of the night, even if it happened to this matter alone, he had to keep his mouth shut, just pretend he didn’t know it. Frightened in my heart, even my legs began to soften.

“Prepare water.” Zong Zhenglin was now too concerned about the others, and only worried about Mu Xiyao, who was lying in the room with a pale complexion.

At the moment of regaining consciousness, all the illusions in front of him have dissipated. Only every memory is clearly kept in his mind, and even Mu Xiyao’s frown and smile in the illusion can’t be wiped away.

When the fog faded away, leaving behind the dim yellow halo, Mu Xiyao’s clear eyes looked softly. He took a light breath, raised his hand and stroked his temples, the woman in front of him had a pale face, her lips were open and closed, she only called out “Your Highness” with a vain breath, and her eyelids slowly drooped, even the small hand on his face, Suddenly exhausted, it slid across his cheek and fell straight to his side.

Zong Zhenglin’s pupils suddenly tightened, and his breathing stagnated for a moment. The palm of the hand caressed her back waist, and the palm was warm. Looking down at the woman who fainted in her arms, the hand supporting her waist trembled slightly.

The wave of joy just now was more than a wave of joy, like a nightmare, fiercely whipped, and endlessly demanding…

Zong Zhenglin looked down at Mu Xiyao lying lifelessly in his arms, her phoenix eyes closed, and her meridians were clearly defined at the slightly reclined neck. , are almost stagnant.

[End of This Chapter]