As soon as the words fell, her ears suddenly hurt. She frowned and gently "sniffed", subconsciously trying to shrink her neck, but was pressed by the man's big hand.

"You've been doing well, but I haven't had a good time in the past few days."

biting the tender soft flesh of the little girl's earlobe, he said vaguely and resentfully: "You always have to accompany your father. I have been sleeping alone these days, and it is really hard to bear... I don't care. Since you are here now, you have to make up for me."

kindness?

The man did not give her a chance to relax, and after saying this, he hugged her up in the waist.

Suddenly hanging in the air, Su Wanrong subconsciously wrapped around the man's neck. Then he hugged him and walked back in a hurry.

The imperial study room also had a dragon bed. Emperor Yuan of Jin worked diligently, so the study room bed was laid with clean bedding and was ready for use at any time.

At this moment, Su Wanrong was carried by Yinmang to the dragon couch, trapped in the soft brocade quilt. Before she could raise her eyes, the man's thick and hot body had already pressed up. Two thick and hard palms held her cheeks and kissed her in a mess.

"Wanwan, Wanwan..." The man's breathing was thick and heavy, and it squirted on her neck, as if it could roast her whole body.

His strong chest pressed against her tightly, pressing against her softness, rubbing her randomly. When his soft and tender arms were pushed softly and weakly, he grabbed it with one hand and leaned closer to his thin lips and kissed him slowly bit by bit.

"Wanwan, beloved Wanwan... I really think you are so good, so you can give it to me again. If you continue to endure it like this, I'm afraid I'll be suffocating..."

The voice was so dull that she didn't give a reply for a long time. She took her ears and coaxed her softly: "Just tell me to go in and take a walk around for a while, it's ready soon, don't be afraid..."

Su Wanrong's cheeks were hot. This man was very vulgar. He had never been so shameless. He seemed to have never seen a woman before. His eyes were burning and he stared at her with the gaze that he wanted to swallow her in one bite. She almost instantly understood the meaning of his words.

At the moment, he was both ashamed and angry. He was obviously not willing to say anything to her, but in just a moment, his true colors were revealed. Recalling the man who pressed her down on him and his rudeness to kill people, Su Wanrong felt that it would be better for a man to be so arrogant that he should not pay attention to her...

It must have been scared by his last performance. Su Wanrong still feels scared when she remembers that incident. What's more, at this moment, it's less likely that she will let him do anything wrong.

Then he pushed away his big face that was constantly approaching and turned his head: "No, you should continue to endure it."

Yinmang immediately frowned and asked sternly: "Why can't it work?"

As if he suddenly thought of something, he lowered his head, softened his voice, and asked hoarsely: "The medicine prescribed by the imperial physician is useless? It still hurts here?"

As he said that, his long, thick fingers slowly moved, flexibly picked up the hem of her clothes, and crawled in from below, with his big palm pressed against her flat and soft belly, and gently rubbed it twice with a point of view.

Su Wanrong's face turned red with a bang.

The ointment prescribed by the imperial physician was useless, it was so useful that it could not be more useful. With the man's "careful" application every night during those days, she recovered a few days ago.

But……

Su Wanrong bit her lips and turned her face away, and said in a silence: "What do you ask so much? If you don't, just don't do it!"

Yinmang's sword eyebrows were frowned into the character "Sichuan", and his thin lips were pursed very tightly.

He felt that she had clearly intentionally hooked him up and didn't give him food. Yinmang felt that the little girl was too spoiled and always indulged her like this, but she couldn't do it. She couldn't make her more willful and angry.

Thinking of this, I felt much more confident. I stretched out my big hand, pinched her chin, and turned around hard to force her to face her.

"What do you ask for? I always agree with you if you can do it. This time you have no choice but to let Xue Yanzhi come out without authorization. According to the laws of Jin Yuan, you have to be beheaded. Now you are not honest and be careful that I want your head!"

The man pretended to be fierce and stared at the little girl beneath him. After leaving the harsh words, he bent his knees and pressed her down, got up slightly, and took his waist with one hand and brought it neatly.

In just a few efforts, Yinmang stripped himself naked, revealing a whole shiny and strong chest.

When Su Wanrong saw the man pressing down and pretending to take action, she was shocked. She hurriedly protected her chest and raised her voice and said, "Don't! Don't! My little life is coming, you can't do anything random!"

A small day?

Yinmang frowned.

Yinmang didn't know what kind of life was. He only knew that if he continued to hold it like this, he would probably not raise his lower body. He decided not to pay attention. His thin lips directly blocked the girl's chattering mouth, and his big hands began to untidy her clothes for her.

Su Wanrong was almost crying.

"Finding tide! Mentality! Do you know menstruality? Women's family always have six or seven days a month and cannot have sex!"

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"Military Domineering: The Black-bellied Young Marshal's Pampering Wife" Su Baozi /

Military pet literature, 1v1 double strong.

Mingxi, a famous playboy soldier on the border, was like a female hooligan when he got along.

Rumor: This girl is exactly the same as her father at a young age, cold-blooded, ruthless and ruthless!

Jing Yan, the son of Marshal Jing, a military family, is extremely handsome and impressive.

Rumor: Captain Yan, who is a stranger who is not aware of his own words, is a living tyrant!

In fact—

They are all "monsters" with their own bgm!"

On that first night, the moon was dark and the wind was high. Mingxi was just a carp, and he rushed sideways with the branches of the big tree and kicked the man directly on the cheek!

Mingxi sneered: "Jing Yan, you are just like that!"

The man reached out to brush away the blood from the corner of his mouth, narrowing his eyes: "It turns out to be a little girl, it's a bit interesting."

Since then, the black-bellied young marshal has formed an indissoluble bond with the female hooligan.
Chapter completed!