MTL - The World of the Pirate Consort-Chapter 17

She was kissed without struggling. But to completely cut off Ye Wuya's feelings for her.

The kiss was irrelevant to them, even though outsiders looked, the scene was so hot and lingering.

"Enough!" A voice sounded like a crack, Ye Wuya rushed down from the carriage, his weak body crumbling. At this moment, he felt really stupid.

郎 They are very affectionate, even though it is not good to treat her without smoke at night, but she is so happy.

何 Why is he sorry for her! Really amorous!

Ye Yewuya's departure terminated Yewu's smoke-free action, and the two seemed to be anchored. No smoke at night still clinging tightly, maintaining an ambiguous posture.

He stared at his phoenix eyes, staring at the clear, clear, black eyes without a trace of lust, and suddenly frowned dangerously.

虽 Although he is not a master of eroticism, it is not so bad! ? The woman he kissed can be so calm and calm? This is a great irony to him! Is he charismatic enough, or is she a piece of unconscious wood?

Is she still Jiang Dongsi who tried to seduce him in the cave night?

Seeing that he had no intention of letting go of her, he couldn't help but say, "Master, people are gone, and the show should end, otherwise your princess will be jealous."

He said quietly, with a hint of taunt in his voice.

Yan Ye heard the words without smoke, bowed her head again, her slender eyebrows were slightly condensed, and her phoenix eyes stared at her coldly. His eyes were starkly black, dark like a starless night, staring straight into his eyes, giving birth to the illusion of being sucked in.

He looked tremblingly at him, but leaned his head stubbornly to prevent him from seeing it.

Suddenly there was no smoke at night, and the corners of the eyelashes were bent, and the eyes in the eyes turned into evil spirits. He pressed his lips against Seul's ears, and his hair fluttered with feather-like sounds. "No, our play has just begun."

His tongue touched her delicate neck, but his big hand took the opportunity to pierce her white breast like fat, stroking her roundness, like teasing, teasing, and punishment.

He drew a breath of air, closed his eyes suddenly. Opening again, there was a hint of condensation in the black eyes.

I ca n’t bear it anymore.

When he kissed her, there was disgust in his eyes. When he touched her, he looked teasing. He had no affection for her, and it was undoubted to treat her so lightly. Although he was her husband in name, she could not allow him to humiliate her so lightly.

She lifted her head and smiled at him indifferently, her eyes clear. Then he bent his knees and bumped into his lower body.

The night without smoke was confused by the clearness and exquisiteness in his eyes, and when he was too guarded, he felt pain in his body. He didn't expect her to do this, and she let go of her, and stopped teasing her. A flip of her arm clamped her to the bed without moving it.

女人 "Woman, you are so cruel." His cold voice moved by her ears, making Shiru tremble with constant heart.

"Master, you also know that Seser has been thinned once, so ... so there is a shadow in your heart, just before you are really subconscious, please go to the Lord, forgive me! I will never dare anymore." Seser said in a voice Try to make your voice sound pitiful, but sneer at the bottom of your heart.

Yan Ye smoke-free eyebrows, and the corners of his lips woke a playful smile.

"Then you think that the king is rude, that is the case, you will sleep tonight, the king will treat you tenderly." Ye Wuyan said slowly.

He was startled in his heart, his gaze turned to the smokeless eyes of the last night, and in addition to making fun of them, he added a little concentration and exploration.

"Princess, look, Lord Wang is really bad!" Smirked at Yi Yingxiang sitting on the couch opposite.

Qi Yiyingxiang has been watching them quietly. At this moment, the black eyes are dazzling with water, and on her beautiful face, there is a bit of jade desolation.

Yan Ye raised his head without smoke, his smile suddenly stiffened, and slowly stood up.

He quietly sat up, straightened his shirt, smiled slightly, and looked out of the compartment.

As the carriage galloped, the wind generally drifted backwards. The flying catkins danced in the air, and occasionally one or two fell on the pedestrian bun with a strong spring atmosphere.

The moonlight, like a silver sea, is infiltrated with large night flowers. The night breeze fluttered, the flowers swayed, and even the moonlight seemed to be rippling.

Yan Ye stood with smokeless hands in front of the moon gate in Taoyuanyuan, holding his arms upright. His upper body was in the milky moonlight, and his lower body was hidden in the shadow of Yuehua. The whole person seemed to be cut in half by moonlight, half bright and half dark. Just like that, half of his heart was clamoring to go in, and half was clamoring to leave.

Every day, everything that happened in the day was swirling in my head.

His side concubine dared to bend his knees, and the unscrupulous Ye Wuya actually liked her, and the assassination against her at the banquet made him wonder. What kind of person is his concubine? He feels it necessary to explore it. Stepped on the corridor, gently opened the concealed door.

The light overflowed from the colorful glazed hood, spilling a room of pink purple flowing red. The night breeze blew from the window, and Saman flew gently on the bed, and there was a faint shadow of the grace on the bed.

One night, she lifted her eyebrows without smoke, and her black eyes flashed. He stepped on the light and shadow of a room, walked towards the bed, stood in front of Saman, and stood still.

There was an embroidered shoe exposed underneath the saxophone, the tip of the shoe was high, the upper was woven with pink and purple interlaced patterns, and the colored shoes were lined with snow-white socks.

Yan Ye's smokeless eyes deepened, and he gently lifted the layered Saman, staring at the person sitting on the couch.

Minjiang was half-embracing the quilt and leaned lazily on the couch.

Wufa combed into a lazy style of falling horse stables, Dai Mei painted a bright Manju eyebrow, and a white forehead was next to Hua Yan. Zhu Hong's lips only slightly clicked Dan Zhu, as if it contained a red Dan . The violet shirt was thin and the neckline was slightly open, revealing a pink and greasy neck. The jade hands are white, with ten fingers like green onions, but the nails are stained with impatiens juice, which is very red. The nails are gently drawn on the gorgeous brocade, and the jade legs are wandering, which is extremely provocative.

Seeing Ye Wuyan noisily, he sulked and dissatisfied: "Master, how did you come here, but I have been waiting for you for a long time." The voice was sweet and delicate.

一边 She said that the two pink arms had already twined up like snakes, and caught Ye Yan's neck.

A sweet and greasy fat powder smell hit, Ye Wuyan couldn't help frowning, and pushed away subconsciously.

Secretly pursed his mouth, his eyes tearful: "Master, don't you say that you are going to sleep tonight, to push away the body. Are you still angry about things in the day? It ’s really not intentional Yes, Lord Wang must not be angry. "

"No, the king is not angry!" Ye Wuyan said with annoyance, and there was a loss in his heart for some reason.

"Since the Lord is not angry, let the body wait for you! The body thought that the Lord would never touch the body for the rest of his life. I did not expect that the Lord really came tonight, and the body really liked it tightly." Soft Jiao laughed, and fluttered again like a butterfly.

The pungent aroma struck, and he took two steps back in terror without any smoke at night, and said in a deep voice, "My lord is just talking, do you think you are qualified to serve the bed? My lord said that he would not touch you, you Stop dreaming. "

If this is not his house or his house, he really suspects that he has entered the green house, and the person in front of him is also a prostitute in the green house.

A anger rises from nowhere, and he smiles coldly and clenches his teeth: "Don't dress like a prostitute who is as good as a man in the future. My king can't afford to lose this face."

Yan Ye left his sleeve without a smoke the night, Jun face covered with cryptic, before leaving, even forgot to close the door.

He quietly listened as his footsteps drifted away, the sweet smile on his face faded a little. She tore off her bun, letting the cloud-like hair fall down, she opened her embroidered shoes, bare her feet, and stuck the door tightly in front of the door.

He was watched again by him, and he sighed helplessly. Did he owe him before? However, it is better to lose sight than to lose sight. Secretly sitting on the couch, quietly meditating with the beautiful quilt.

何时 When will such a day come to an end, it is really annoying to live in a fake mask every day. What's more, the smokeless night is not an ordinary man, and it's really tiring to play tricks with him!

However, I do n’t know if Yewuyan was irritated by the appearance of Selse at night, or he showed great compassion. On the next day, Selce was allowed to go home to visit relatives, and a carriage directly sent Selce back to Jiangfu. It's just a piece of paper off, otherwise things will be done.

I found out only when I was in Jiangfu that my mother's condition had worsened.

The smell of medicine in the room was lingering. Luo, who had been stunned, was lying on the couch near the window, squinting halfway, daylight through the half-opened small window cage on her pale and thin face, making her face pale And transparent.

The rose hibiscus outside the window is blooming in full bloom, but who knows whether the unknown heavy rain will destroy the blooming flowers.

"Mother ..." As soon as he began to speak, he realized that his voice seemed to be dumb, and it was choked with speech. She buried her head in her mother's lap and held back tears that were about to slide. She couldn't cry in front of her mother-in-law. The mother-in-law could not bear the emotional twists and turns.

Luo Luo caressed the silky soft hair and sighed.

"Child, you are wronged!" She murmured.

He whispered away the tears in his eyes, raised his head and smiled brightly, as if the moon was bright.

"Mother, where has the child been aggrieved? The child is very good, but he is too fond of his mother. Come back this time, the child must be with her mother."

"Stupid child, my mother has heard about the matter of Wang Sunyan. You didn't really care about you if the 璿 王 didn't take you to heart?" Luo said with tears.

"Mother, the child naturally doesn't care. If the child likes him, he will capture his heart, but the child will disdain." Secretly smiled.

Luo Luo coughed a few times, looked at the clear eyes, and sighed lowly: "Don't bother.