It didn't take any effort.

The bride fell on the bed, her long black hair spread out, and her beautiful and moist eyes looked at him.

A delicate white hand rested on his arm.

It's hard, not soft at all.

He touched it once, probably because it was burned, and then he suddenly withdrew his hand.

He coughed lightly and looked into his dark eyes that were gradually stained with desire.

Strong desire is like a dangerous whirlpool.

Slowly, slowly, little by little.

Her hand was pressed aside.

The lapels were untied, but the wedding dress was not loose, only slightly loose.

Her eyelashes trembled, and her cheeks became a little red as she got too close.

It was dyed a beautiful crimson like a cloud, and her lips were gorgeous and slightly pursed.

He seemed to know what was going to happen next.

"Adel Khan..."

Her voice was small and her wrist twisted unconsciously.

The snow rabbit watching from the side saw the male host pressing down on the female host, his naked upper body strong and strong.

He kept pressed, in such an excessively silent felt tent.

Only the subtle movements made by the rubbing of clothes were quiet and the sound was extremely clear.

The hostess's delicate body was almost completely covered.

The two white snow rabbits looked at each other quietly, their red eyes unblinking.

Watched curiously.

It's a pity...

After a few glances, the hostess's coat was thrown over.

Inadvertently, it can cover the entire cage.

The line of sight was suddenly blocked.

The two snowshoe rabbits shrank their ears and were too frightened to move.

Nothing can be seen, only the faint sound can be heard.

Gently, softly, like a cat.

Intertwined with the sound of heavy breathing, it makes people's ears red and makes people endlessly reverie.

People can't help but want to tear off the piece of cloth and find out.

The snowshoe rabbits huddled motionless.

He was covered with a cloth and his sight was blocked, but he didn't move around.

Quietly, huddled in a small space, listening to the sounds outside.

Tolerant, yet passionate.

In the cold winter, there is endless heat.

Overwhelming.

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A few days later.

When Atai Lahu was finally able to get off the ground and walk out of the felt tent with the help of his servants, the sky outside had almost changed.

The Great Khan abdicated, and the throne passed naturally to Adair Khan.

Nowadays, Adair Khan is the new Khan, and Feng Ling has become the supreme and noble princess.

She kicked him back then, making his life worse than death.

But now, she has climbed up to Adal Khan and still has the ability to make his life worse than death.

As long as she wants.

With the support of his servants, Adairahu went to meet the new Great Khan and the new princess.

Along the way, all he heard was how the Great Khan pampered and indulged the princess.

The princess loved to eat food from the Central Plains, so the Great Khan worked hard to get fresh fruits and vegetables from the Central Plains every day, even if the price was too expensive.

Sometimes the price is astronomical.

The princess loves beauty, so beautiful clothes are sent in boxes after boxes until they pile up into a mountain.

The princess loved to ride horses and ride the wind, and the Great Khan would take her with him when he went out to inspect military defenses, without any hesitation about her identity as a Han.

Never be wary.

He looked like a faint king who was obsessed with beauty. He was almost completely fascinated by the princess and lost his mind.

Everyone is saying that His Highness Adel Khan has changed a lot.

I am no longer rational, especially when it comes to the princess.

If the princess is willing, she can even control Khan at any time and make him do more crazy things.

It brings disaster to the country and the people, just like what the Han people often say - a vixen.
Chapter completed!