A woman disguises herself as a man: His Royal Highness is unrivaled

The moment those hands, which were as white as ever but dyed with thousands of lives, touched her back, Huang Yin was shocked all over. What caught her eyes was no longer the sharp and heterochromatic pupils, but her closed eyelids. Covering all the sharpness, thick and long eyelashes cast fine shadows on the eyelids.

This was a kind of acquiescence that made Huang Yin feel as if he was in an unreal state. After a long while, he finally calmed down and hugged Wu Qing deeply into his arms, while gently biting the slightly dark nipple. Lips, lick the blood off them.

Unlike the violent storm in the separate altar last time, he was extremely gentle, like a hazy drizzle, refreshing.

A hand came to the back of Wu Qing's head involuntarily, and his fingers passed through Mo's hair and pressed in his direction. Huang Yin deepened the kiss. Ten years of anguish, guilt, longing, and the uneasiness of the past few months were all melted away in this moment.

By the time Wu Qing came to her senses, Huang Yin was already holding her and sitting on the edge of the bed. She was pressed against his chest. She could clearly hear his strong heartbeat and feel the uneven rise and fall of his chest.

The pavilion master's uncertain convulsions and the badness hidden under all the illusions of elegance and suaveness were suddenly stirred up. She broke away from Huang Yin's embrace, and a dark light flashed in her hand, and the magical ink fan flashed in her hand.

Holding the closed ink fan and lifting Huang Yin's chin, Wu Qing narrowed his narrow and beautiful red phoenix eyes: "Why, the lonely and unruly Lord Hirugami can't control it anymore, huh?"

The last sound almost came from the tip of the nose. The most terrible thing was that the tone was habitually raised high. It seemed to have a dangerous flavor and seemed to be charming and unparalleled.

If it were anyone else, her scalp might be numb at this moment. Once this final sound, which is commonly used by the master of the pavilion, appears, she will either have a bad taste or have murderous intentions. Now facing Huang Yin, it is of course the former.

It's a pity that the Imperial Master has never been afraid of her bad taste. From the moment they "met" in the Ruohan Hall of the Shrine, this girl's bad taste for Huang Yin has never stopped. Even if she really didn't mean it, she really thought that the disaster was the broken sleeve.

Huang Yin's brows were slightly helpless as her chin was lifted. He took her into his arms again, lowered his head to her ear, and whispered in a deep voice: "Xiao Qing'er, I am also a man. "

I'm a man too.

The short sentence was filled with helpless sighs and faint hints.

To a certain extent, Huang Yin was really unlucky. He managed to get it by being drunk ten years ago. Even if someone got into trouble and left him in the cold for a few days, he still had a good chance of coaxing her back. Perhaps it was the end of his bad deeds covered in bamboo skin. Unfortunately, at this critical moment, Wu Qing's ashes spilled by the goddess brought back the forgotten past.

The next ten years were bleak. Ten years later, she caught someone again. Not only was she pretended to have intermittent amnesia in an attempt to get rid of him, but she was also stimulated by Qian Jichen beside her. It took until today for the National Normal University to really make someone change his mind again.

For more than ten years, the family's children have grown up to be little girls and little lolita, and Huang Yin's pursuit of his wife has just reached the end. Fortunately, these two guys are sons of Chaos and dominate time and space, so they have a lot of time to waste.

There's no need to think about blushing. Throughout the year, it's pretty good that Wuqing can let you see her blushing face once. Her eyes moved, and with a sudden force, she pushed Huang Yin down on the bed and sat on him.

"Disaster, I like this position better, what do you think I should do?" Wu Qing's bright red phoenix eyes were stained with light, and the rare black clothes he wore made his face look like white skin and charming, not gloomy, but full of light. Monstery and sinister.

"As long as you like it." Three thousand black hairs were spread out on the bed, and Huang Yin's elegant and refined face was as clear as ever, without any embarrassment.

Wu Qing raised her eyebrows in surprise when the other party agreed so simply. However, this doubt was quickly thrown away by her, and she naturally missed the fleeting calculating look in the corner of Huang Yin's eyes.

Sitting astride Huang Yin, Wu Qing did not rush to take action. He stared at the person below who was "giving and begging", his phoenix eyes gradually narrowed into a slit.

The so-called calm, steady, domineering and calm Pavilion Master is actually thinking, how should she start?

No matter in the human world or the divine world, Wu Qing always has a flowery name, and is charming and charming, passing through thousands of flowers. But in fact, the beauties surrounding her are usually women.

Of course, she also flirted with men. It's just that when she teases the beauty, she only looks at her charming face. The music is singing, the wine is old, the beauty is blushing and thinking about oneself, the beauty is shy and so on, it is the most charming. As for in-depth communication, she really hadn't thought about it. Even if she went a little further, the people she hugged and kissed were Dai Yan and Lan Yan beside her.

Tsk tsk, don’t mention it, her Dai Mei and Xiao Lanlan’s faces are so smooth and tender! When buying a house in the future, she must buy one with a strong threshold, so that her family will not have to cross the threshold for the two little girls to get married later.

The master of the pavilion began to wander for nine days.

Getting back to the subject, Wu Qing's calmness deceived others, but he could not deceive Huang Yin. After all, he knew clearly about the inexperience of the person in front of him ten years ago.

This "jerky" certainly does not mean that I know nothing about it. I have never seen a pig running or eaten pork. It is just that it is a bit confusing to implement. But during this period of ten years, nothing happened that could increase her experience.

wrong!

Suddenly thinking of something, Huang Yin's face turned dark as he had just returned Qing Feng Danyue.

"Why, you regretted it?" After wandering in the clouds for a while, Wu Qing turned around and saw Huang Yin's dark handsome face, "It's rare for me to be so kind as to let you experience the geographical location of Xiaoshou. You still have Opinion?"

Huang Yin was choked and couldn't laugh or cry, but thinking about the problem he just realized, he couldn't laugh anymore. After hesitating for a long time, he finally couldn't bear the uneasiness in his heart. "Xiao Qing'er, that Qian Jichen..."

Yes, the person who made Huang Yin's expression change drastically, as if a stone was knocked in his heart, was Young Master Qian Da.

There were all kinds of beautiful rumors about this man and Wu Qing in Qianlin City. If that was all, Huang Yin wouldn't have any scruples. After all, hearing is believing and seeing is believing. However, what he saw was believing.

Since Wu Qing appeared in the God Realm, she has lived in the Lord's Mansion. Huang Yin doesn't want to guess or know the reason why. Not only that, she also had sex with the young master of the Lord's Mansion, and even kissed her face in public during the academy's arena competition.

It was that kiss as clear as water that made Huang Yin take action against Qian Jichen at that time, which finally angered Wu Qing, and a series of events that later almost hit Huang Yin to the point of collapse.

The days since the division of the Moyan Pavilion have been so wonderful, so wonderful that the Imperial Master almost forgot that he still had such a "love rival". If it hadn't been for a sudden thought today, he might have really forgotten about the Qianda Young Master.

His Wuqing liked this person very much and Qian Jichen very much. No matter how reluctant he was, he had to admit that the relationship between Wu Qing and Qian Jichen was closer than that between her and him in the human world.

Moreover, Qian Jichen was carefree and didn't have any scheming, so Wu Qing was completely at ease with her. If the love goes deep, it's natural that something will happen.

Huang Yin didn't want to think about it, and she didn't dare to think about it anymore. Her heart ached.

Listening to the three words that floated out of Huang Yin's mouth, Wu Qing blinked blankly. After digesting the meaning of Huang Yin's words, her face twisted into an embarrassing word, and finally she lay there heartlessly. People burst out laughing: "Ah ha ha ha ha!"

Qian Jichen, this disaster turned out to be Qian Jichen!

If Huang Yin hadn't asked, Wu Qing would have really forgotten about this. At first, she had intended to use Qian Jichen to ward off this disaster, but then she discovered the dangers of this matter and gave up the idea.

That's what she thought, but Qian Jichen was not like that. Before she was injured in the ring, every move she made was to deliberately anger Huang Yin. Even when she was seriously injured and lying in Chi Mingxiao's arms, she didn't forget to stimulate her mouth. Huang Yin.

And now, the disaster asked about this guy...well, the disaster was jealous, and very jealous.

"Xiao Qing'er." Looking at the person in front of him who was smiling so hard that he couldn't see his eyes, Huang Yin's face turned a little darker, but he had no choice but to put his hands on the other person's back, patting him gently, and a slight smile spread between his long eyebrows. Nothing can be done.

He felt a little more relaxed. Wu Qing would react like this. She and the young master of the Lord's Mansion should have nothing to do with each other. But Huang Yin was really unsure, because the frequency of the brain waves of the person in his arms was a little different from that of ordinary people.

Just like this, the Master's mind was rising and falling, and his body was getting stiffer and stiffer.

"Haha...cough," feeling Huang Yin's stiffness, Wu Qing straightened his expression and rationalized his words, "The trouble is, Qian Mingshang is the mother of the old emperor."

Huang Yin did have impressive capital, but that didn't mean he knew everything. He was a little surprised when he heard this answer. He might not remember other people, but he remembered the people around Wu Qing, especially the people she cared about. He still remembered who the old emperor was. In other words, the Lord of Nanyu is actually her grandmother.

No, that's not right either! Huang Yin, who had just wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, suddenly became vigilant. Not to mention that Wu Qing and Mei Shi were not actually related by blood. Even if they were, Qian Jichen was adopted by Qian Mingshang. There was absolutely no blood relationship between her and Wu Qing!

As the saying goes, caring will lead to chaos, and loving will lead to brain damage. This is the state that Huang Yin is in.

Glancing at the quiet and picturesque handsome face in front of him with an unpredictable expression, Wu Qing felt a little funny in his heart, but he still made the relationship clear in a very kind way: "Ji Chen Beauty is my sister."