"Haha, you really can't help teasing me, Qingqing." Xuanyuan Huang reached out and touched her hair, slowly approached, and pressed his slightly cool lips against hers. It was a little dry, probably because he was rushing all the way.

Because of this, he didn't even have time to have a good meal.

And there was no need for him to get involved in these things. Without her, he might still be the wanton, evil and perverse Ninth Prince, living his seemingly carefree life.

Thinking like this, Ling Zihan's expression darkened slightly.

She stretched out the tip of her tongue, traced his lips, and moistened his lips.

This small movement caused the desire he had suppressed for days to shoot up from his lower abdomen. If it weren't for the wrong timing, he might not be able to endure it anymore. Instead, he would knock her down on the spot and do it on the spot. This time he would do something unique.

Car shakes.

In the moment of intense love, the kiss turned out to be a bit out of control.

Xuanyuan Huang's hand slowly slid down her neck, along the graceful curves, skillfully arousing the sensitivity of her body that had been abstinent for more than ten days. Every inch was so delicate and elastic, and

His fingers were like fire sent from heaven, causing her body to react, her heart to be filled with water, and the places touched by him ignited with clusters of flames of desire.

"Qingqing..."

The voice was very soft, and she could understand the inner meaning from his eyes without further words. But they did not continue. It could even be said that Xuanyuan Huang pushed her away first, enduring the pain that had already reached him.

With desire, he stroked her rosy cheeks and smoothed her messy silk hair: "If you feel you can't forgive me, then go back and make it up to me."

Ling Zihan almost lost her breath, gasped slightly and glared at him, "Huh" and complained in a low voice: "You're not doing the right thing!"

In fact, these four words are really sorry for him.

After several days of traveling, Xuanyuan Huang can be said to be an absolutely upright gentleman. No, maybe upright gentleman is not enough to describe his "upright conduct." He almost regarded this as a march to war, and compressed the journey of more than a month to such an extent,

This made the accompanying imperial guards both respectful and fearful.

"It's your choice not to be upright." Xuanyuan Huang stretched out his hand to pull Ling Zihan up. Looking at the red and slightly swollen lips, he couldn't help but move closer to taste her. He kissed her until her breath was short, and then let her go.

, but at the same time, as if nothing was wrong, he unfolded the map at hand, cleared his voice, and played the topography of Yunzhou with her.

Ling Zihan stared at Xuanyuan Huang, with a hint of satisfaction in her evil smile, and a narrowed look at the end of her eyes, clearly teasing her. But Ling Zihan could only suffer the loss of being dumb, who made her physically weak

, lack of strength, look at her face, her face is not red, and her heart is not beating. Look at her again, her heartbeat is so fast. If she went to the hospital to do an electrocardiogram in modern times, she would probably confuse the instrument.

Belly nigger!

She cursed secretly in her mind.

After finally catching her breath, Ling Zihan lowered her head and looked at the map carefully, listening to Xuanyuan Huang's words. But at this moment, there was a sudden noise outside. Among them, the quiet scream came in most clearly.
Chapter completed!