Immortal Immortal: Uncle, please give me a hug

"Shut up!" Young Master whispered softly, she must have done it on purpose, in the inner courtyard of Feng Nation's deep palace, he was originally the hostage of the enemy country under house arrest.

At the moment of life and death decision, if it is discovered that someone is hiding, you will definitely make a fuss over a molehill, cause a storm, and you will not be able to leave easily.

Feng Qinghua looked at him with a light smile, this young master Jin was much more fun than usual.

He was obviously very angry, but there was nothing he could do, he could only let her hug him, his expression was a little stiff, like a good woman who was being teased by others.

"Yes, my lord, let's rest early." Fortunately, the palace servants outside were not hesitant, they closed the door and retreated.

After a while, there was no sound outside.

Feng Qinghua was still yearning for the faint fragrance of pear blossoms on his body, and the next moment, Young Master Jin pushed her away from her body without any mercy.

Feng Qinghua, who was completely unprepared, almost accidentally fell to the ground, curled her lips and said dissatisfiedly: "You really know how to cross rivers and tear down bridges."

A certain woman didn't realize that it was she herself who caused trouble to others, a sly smile flicked on the corner of her mouth, and she started to take off her shoes casually.

"What are you going to do?" Young Master Jin looked at her movements and suddenly had an ominous feeling.

In a blink of an eye, she had already taken off the embroidered shoes, and she jumped on them. The latter replied as a matter of course: "What else can I do on the bed, of course I'm going to sleep!"

It's true that the bed is for sleeping, but this is his bed!

Such a shameless woman is useless even in terms of beauty, Young Master Jin flashed away with a little disgust, but was pulled back by the sharp-eyed Feng Qinghua.

The son seems to have no strength to restrain the chicken, but the beauty has the courage to stand alone.

This result, of course, needless to say...

"Let go." Young Master Jin pushed her with messy hands and feet, and the two rolled on the couch together, their long hair like ink had become entangled at some point, making it difficult to distinguish each other.

Feng Qinghua's coat slipped to the ground unknowingly, and she pressed the former's arms with both hands, and complained leisurely: "I don't want to let go, you have already followed me, wouldn't it be over? This girl has to be rough."

Immediately dripping with cold sweat, the dignified young man has always been a non-human being, why was he ever forced to come here by a little girl.

Seeing her jumping down, Young Master Jin's eyes flashed with anger, disdain, and a hint of shyness, although it was only for a very quick moment.

But Feng Qinghua easily caught her, and she couldn't help but teased: "Qingzhi, you shouldn't be shy, right?"

"Shameless!" All kinds of feelings filled his heart in an instant. This was almost the day when his expression changed the most in the past ten years. The young master pushed her aside, and the latter let go, and his weak and boneless body easily rolled into it. The inside of the brocade couch.

He stretched out his sleeve and refused to let go, with a soft smile in his eyes. Today, Her Highness the Eldest Princess is in an unusually cheerful mood.

Looking at her innocent smile like a child's, but it makes people feel uneasy, as if she was just playing for fun.

The young master was not looking at her about to stand up, and there was a commotion outside the hall.

The sharp male voice was very clear in the quiet night.

"Young Master has already rested, Princess Ninglan, please stay!"

"Master Ninglan, you can't go in!"

Feng Ninglan, who was dressed in brocade clothes, was as determined as she was, and rushed in regardless of everyone's obstruction.

This Liufeng Palace is really not the usual bustle, Feng Qinghua was thinking about what to do.

It was dark before her eyes, and the huge brocade quilt covered her whole body, and the sudden sense of suffocation made her struggle instinctively: "What are you doing, even if you don't want to, you can't smother me to death, right?"

Young Master Jin, who wished to be far away from her before, also lay beside her: "Someone is coming, don't make a sound."

After thinking about it for a while, she was a majestic eldest princess, she did nothing and was caught raped in bed, it was really embarrassing, she had no choice but to cover her head and keep silent.

Her body was actually a little smaller, and she was covered under the brocade quilt, so it was impossible to tell that there were two people.

The door of the hall was forced open with a "creak", and the wind blew up the veil in the hall, flying in the empty hall, covering up all the absurdities above the couch.

The seemingly weak Princess Ninglan rushed in all the way, but no one could stop her.

It can be seen from this that the explosive power of Crazy Woman for Love is extremely amazing.

"My lord, Princess Ninglan, she..." The palace servant stepped forward to explain in a panic, her voice was sharp after trotting.

"Forget it, you go down first." There was another person lying on the side, and the young master kept his tone calm.

The maid looked angrily at the weak and helpless Feng Ninglan, and then retreated.

Her waist-length hair was soaked in drizzle, and it hung softly on her slightly heaving chest. It was obvious that she was running too fast, Feng Ninglan bit her lips and called softly: "Master..."

This sound can be regarded as the first cry of the oriole, but it can be lingering for three days without a break. It is a man who hears it and feels itchy. Seeing her like this, he wants to rub her into his arms and love her.

But this Young Master Jin is not an ordinary man, and rich and beautiful women can't make any waves in his eyes.

"Young master..." Feng Ninglan lowered her head slightly with reddish cheeks, showing a bit of shyness unique to young women, her long skirt reached the floor, and then she slowly walked a few steps forward, stepping over layers of veils.

There is a slight uneasiness in her heart, but His Highness is only young master Jin, and such a great opportunity in her heart is her last chance.

The young master was about to open his mouth to stop her from coming forward, but seeing that she was about to walk in, the fire could not be wrapped in paper, perhaps because of the failure of the woman next to her, her heartbeat, which had always been extremely calm, accelerated violently, pulling Feng Qinghua's body Hand, can't help but increase the strength.

"It hurts!" Feng Qinghua complained softly dissatisfied, and moved her hands and feet dishonestly.

"Shut up if you don't want to die!" Young Master Jin stretched out his palm and quickly blocked her mouth. Fortunately, the visitor was still some distance away from them, and only the two of them could hear their whispers.

Feng Ninglan took small steps, her figure kept approaching, and the hearts of both of them were in their throats...

Fortunately, Feng Ninglan's jade feet stopped in front of the last layer of veil on the soft couch, and the hearts of the two of them immediately felt at ease.

Feng Qinghua was secretly breathing, only to hear the woman behind the veil slowly say: "My lord... Ning Lan has known you for ten years, since the time when you helped Ning Lan from the front of Chang'an Palace, From the very moment, Ning Lan has devoted her whole heart to the young master, and believes that in this life she will not be married to the king, and will never change until death. Tonight, Ning Lan is risking the world's dissatisfaction and rushing into Liuyun Palace at night, just want to ask the young master..."

The voice of the beautiful woman is like the first cry of a yellow oriole, and her body is like a weak willow in the river, but she doesn't know that her so-called brazen behavior is really nothing compared to the girl who is lying tightly next to Prince Jin at this moment. .

There was a sudden pause, but Feng Qinghua pricked up her ears under the covers, listening very seriously, she couldn't help sighing in her heart: This girl is troublesome to talk about, what do you want to ask, you should ask directly! ! !

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