Wei Huaien yelled feebly, but unfortunately she didn't have the strength, otherwise she would have kicked off his long legs wrapped around her body.

"Wynn?"

"Don't you like this thing?"

It has indeed been...a long time since he was tortured.

When she was talking, she wasn't looking at Xiao Qi at all. Instead, she kept drawing circles along and against his hair with her fingers, and finally buried it in his chest before letting him go out.

"No, come here."

When it was finally over, Wei Huai'en's back was scratched with itchy red marks.

Out of some unknown intuition, Wei Huaien instinctively stopped after hearing his coaxing urging.

She is indeed the Empress of the Yuan Dynasty who is favored by His Majesty. She is so beautiful that there is no distinction between male and female. Standing upright in the warm light of the snow is a red plum that attracts people to stop but cannot bear to climb.

"You know? Today is my birthday."

"Farewell, your hands are better, or...hey?"

He always told her about the past that made her sad and pitiful, and she always knew very little about him.

"Go to sleep."

Xiao Qi stretched out his hand and took a few balls of cold ice that melted into the palm of his hand, and slowly exhaled a mouthful of white mist. The beauty sighed with sorrow and resentment, so that the passers-by of the palace did not dare to glance around.

One hand held her clenched fist, and his slender fingers followed the heel of her palm to separate the curled fingers one by one. Just such a touch seemed to light up Wei Huai'en's palm and burn it all the way to his heart.

of desire.

Seeing her fleeing back, Xiao Qi touched the fox fur that still had her scent on him and entered the house with regret.

He went too far last night, and his Huai En was now to the point where he would run away from the fox fur when he saw it.

What to do?

What should I do? Why don't you lay it backwards next time, Xiao Qi?

Hahahahahahaha
Chapter completed!