For the emperor

Cang Jinglan moved his wrist, and there was a metallic sound of refined iron colliding, and the skin clasped by the iron ring had been worn away, with a faint blood oozing out.

The wound was a little painful, and he didn't try to break free again. The fine iron that was as thick as the baby's wrist was tightly stitched together, and it couldn't be broken by manpower at all. It was wishful thinking to break it without the key.

Cang Jinglan didn't really mean to break it. Last night, he pretended to earn money for fun. Unfortunately, the person who was pressing on him didn't like it very much. In the end, Cang Tiansu's face turned a little blue, and he didn't leave it behind when it was over. Take a break and leave immediately.

Cang Jinglan sneered, hey, you can change your face with some sex toys for fun, old-fashioned, blinding that beautiful and elegant face for nothing.

What happened to him? His thin lips were bitten off, and there was regret in his heart. I knew that I couldn't bear to be teased so much, so I wouldn't tease him like that yesterday. The ass is gone.

Cang Jinglan's face was calm, but he was actually quite angry in his heart. What the hell, I'm not a woman in your harem waiting for you with open legs every day, not even saying a good word, you are crying when I'm old Heaven wiped tears and begged you?

Cang Jinglan was very depressed after scolding in his heart, because of the current situation, he is really no different from the women in Cang Tiansu's harem, and to put it bluntly, he is not as good as those women outside.

Those women were still able to have children. Last month, His Majesty's Ninth Princess was born. Although Cang Tiansu never told him, Cang Jinglan still got the words from the little eunuch who brought him meals every day.

Cang Tiansu's personality and childhood abuse experience determine that he attaches great importance to blood relationship. He likes his children, and accordingly, he will respect the mother of the child.

Cang Jinglan's pride certainly prevents him from regretting why he couldn't give Cang Tiansu a child, but the life under house arrest is too boring, and he occasionally fantasizes uncontrollably, maybe one day Cang Tiansu will be able to Seeing him being so idle and bored, I really want to bring a child to him to raise.

Even if it’s not a legitimate son or a son, or a little princess with the most humble and unfavored biological mother, Cang Jinglan feels that he will definitely raise the child to be beautiful, white and fat, and he can also teach him piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, and so on. The way of conspiracy.

It's a pity that it's just a fantasy. Cang Tiansu and him haven't reached such a level of understanding, and Cang Jinglan has never mentioned it to Cang Tiansu. Although he disdains the mask of warmth carefully maintained by his eldest son, he still knows it. Even if both parties know it It's a lie. Once such a gentle and harmless atmosphere is punctured, the consequences will be devastating.

The lessons learned from the past are vivid in his memory. It is impossible for Cang Tiansu to agree to allow Cang Jinglan to educate his children. The death day bestowed by Cang Tian has just passed, and he himself has a deep understanding of Cang Jinglan's lethal power.

If he loves him, maybe he can take the risk, but unfortunately the answer is no, Cang Jinglan knows it clearly even if Cang Tian doesn't say anything about it.

Cang Jinglan turned over, and the iron chains that bound his limbs rang softly. He closed his eyes, not sure what time it was.

The doors and windows of the palace where Cang Jinglan lives are sealed, preventing sunlight from coming in. He lights his wrist-thick butter wax all the year round, and looks the same day and night.

The former Emperor Cang Jing closed his eyes in a daze, not feeling sleepy at all, simply such a boring time didn't last long, Cang Tiansu quickly opened the door and came in.

Cang Jinglan was taken aback, looked him up and down, blinked to suppress the surprise in his eyes, and smiled lazily: "Why, didn't you ask for enough yesterday?" Cang Tiansu didn't come to him frequently , two or three times a month, never in a row.

More than 20 years have passed, and Cang Tiansu has already entered middle age, and his cheeks gradually show edges and corners. Although he is still handsome and handsome, he is no longer the indistinguishable beauty and femininity of his youth.

His eyes had the coldness and indifference characteristic of being immersed in power for a long time, his smile gradually diminished, and when he stared at most people, his expression was indifferent, moody and unpredictable.

But it was completely different in front of Cang Jinglan, Cang Tiansu stood beside the bed, lowered his head and looked down casually, the smile on the corner of his mouth was as smooth and beautiful as years.

He completely ignored Cang Jinglan's words just now, pulled out a stack of papers from his sleeve, threw them on the bed, blinked his eyes, his eyelashes as long as butterfly wings trembled slightly, and there was a mysterious streamer at the end: "A letter to you."

Cang Jinglan snorted, calmly took it over and took it apart for a look, scanned it at a glance, threw it aside, and ignored it.

In fact, you don't even need to look at him to know what to expect. His Majesty the Heavenly Emperor of the Promise Continent is full of wings, unrivaled in prestige, and powerful in the world.

Cang Tiansu began to eradicate dissidents with great fanfare, and Cang Jinglan's surviving subordinates were the first to use the knife. Cang Jinglan thought that the time when he saw the last dark chess death note in his hand would be postponed by five years.

The speed was faster than Cang Jinglan thought, but after all, he had expected it one step in advance, and it was not worth making a fuss about. Cang Jinglan stretched his waist, and the loose quilt that was covering his body slid down with his movements. , exposing a strong and healthy chest.

There are speckled red marks on the light wheat-colored skin, which were newly printed last night. The bottom of Cang Tiansu's eyes became deep and gloomy. Noticing his seemingly smug expression, he slightly opened his eyes: " You have no more cards in your hand."

"I still have one in my hand, don't you know?" Cang Jinglan hooked his hands, his voice was hoarse and deep, and the ending was light and elongated, with a tacit hint from each other, "I will be on top today, Shall I show it to you tomorrow?"

Cang Tiansu raised his eyebrows, pulled the jade button on his waist, took off his outer robe, and pressed it directly.

Cang Jinglan put up a quilt outside, inside was completely naked, Cang Tiansu touched it with his hand, without wasting any time, put it on his buttocks, and slowly grinded at the entrance.

"Are you fucking doing this again? Do you want to turn your face?" Cang Jinglan froze, but he didn't dare to struggle desperately. He wanted to scold but didn't dare to scold seriously. In the pillow, eyes closed and so on.

But Cang Tiansu was not in a hurry to make any further moves, he pressed his waist with one hand, and reached out to pinch his chin with the other hand. He has been doing this for so many years, and he likes to face Cang Jinglan when doing it.

The behind-the-back posture can bring greater humiliation and pleasure to the people below. Cang Tiansu is particularly obsessed with the subtle expression on Cang Jinglan's face when he is getting better. It is not clear whether it is humiliation or joy.

Especially when they kept recalling the aloof and majestic emperor when they met for the first time many years ago, Cang Tiansu often pulled out his thoughts in short breaths, carefully looked at Cang Jinglan's flushed and trembling body, and listened to the dark voice. Dumb and suppressed groans will be too exciting to control.

It is also difficult for Cang Tiansu to locate his delicate emotions now. When he was with Duan Yu, he was always peaceful and peaceful. People who are in love, but the physical needs of each other are not obvious, just seeing each other, there will be overflowing happiness in the heart.

But Cang Jinglan is different, he won't miss Cang Jinglan when he can't see it, but whenever he sees Cang Jinglan, Cang Tiansu has no way to talk to him calmly.

Every time they met, they ended up having sex. Most of the time, Cang Tiansu didn't even have the patience to do foreplay. She wished she could grind people into scum and powder and swallow them in her stomach. The tendency to violence was very obvious.

Cang Jinglan didn't struggle, and turned his head meekly in the direction of his strength, but twitched the corners of his mouth sarcastically, and spoke very bluntly: "You can't be hard if you can't see my face..."

The last sound of the last word changed before it was uttered, and the feeling of being bumped into by someone without opening it up was not good. There was a subtle comfort in the pain, Cang Jinglan shivered, and bit the tip of her tongue. He swallowed the sobs that he almost blurted out, gasped for a while, and then gathered his strength and cursed tremblingly: "You wait for me..."

What are you waiting for? In fact, it’s nothing. Cang Jinglan admits defeat very much. He’s not as good as others and was caught and locked up. If you admit it, you’ll admit it. But Cang Tian always likes to listen to this kind of nonsense, so he will say a few more words , Cang Jinglan automatically attributes this to the issue of taste, and absolutely does not admit that he just acted in his true colors.

Cang Tiansu laughed softly, pulled a pillow and placed it on his belly, clasped Cang Jinglan's buttocks to adjust the angle, gently kissed the purple bite mark on his back, and stretched his hand forward, After flicking the hot Niegen, he taunted: "I'm so excited, why are you still stubborn?"

The bastard on his body refused to move for a long time, Cang Jinglan moved his shoulder uncomfortably, but did not make a sound.Cang Tiansu seldom touches his front, because he thinks it's dirty, I don't know why, today he's in such a good mood, just to humiliate him, even the old scruples are gone.

Cang Tiansu didn't wait for him to answer, he nibbled on the side of his neck, and started to move, it was really inconvenient without foreplay, the long talk was a little dry, and it hurt a little when rubbed.

Cang Tiansu's eyes were dark, and he opened his buttocks and pulled them to both sides, adjusting the angle of impact according to the sensitive area in his memory. Cang Jinglan couldn't bear it after a few strokes, bit his lips and trembled, and the valley road was wet. Body fluid secreted, in and out as desired.

The obscene waves sounded louder and louder, and Cang Jinglan's back was twisted tighter and tighter. Cang Tiansu took a deep breath, paused the movement, turned the person into a normal position, and pinched his trembling front end that couldn't stop crying , said in a rough voice: "Relax, it hurts me."

That being said, it was just to declare his sovereignty, and Cang Tiansu himself was obviously very satisfied. He half-kneeled on the bed, lifted Cang Jinglan's waist, and pumped Cang Jinglan's head harder and harder.

The overwhelming joy surged, and the soreness and numbness of the toes curled up in comfort. Cang Jinglan could no longer suppress it, and let out some vague and ambiguous moans.

His body has become much more sensitive since he was given the drug more than 20 years ago, not to mention Cangtiansu knows every sensitive point of his body well. , Cang Tiansu raised his hand and pinched again, seeing that Cang Jinglan couldn't shake, his eyes were a little red.

At this time, it is enough to add a fire, Cang Tiansu leaned down, pecked lightly on his lips, after probing, he stuck his tongue in, and bit the tip of his tongue forcefully, thrusting and thrusting did not stop , striking forward viciously.

Cang Jinglan was trembling convulsively, because of the excessive comfort, her hanging legs kicked wildly in mid-air, her body was also tense, she sucked Cang Tiansu's tongue, then bit his lower lip desperately, With his legs tightly wrapped around his waist, he screamed and sprayed out.

Cang Jinglan's intestinal wall naturally contracted and opened and closed like a tight hoop. Cang Tiansu's whole body became numb from the sip, and he took a deep breath and stopped inside, not daring to move.

After Cang Jinglan's orgasm, his pupils were dilated, and there was a faint glint of water in his usually flamboyant and charming peach eyes. Cang Tiansu took a few breaths, held him down, and gently licked his eyelids, slowing down a bit, making him limp He turned his body ninety degrees, sat on his left leg, hung his right thigh on his shoulder, and started to move again.

Cang Jinglan didn't recover from the lingering rhyme at all, closed his eyes and begged for mercy a few times in a daze, the front end that had just stopped trembling in a moment was already half-hard but not soft.

Cang Tiansu hit his leg with his lower abdomen, making a crisp "pop" sound, feeling that his inner wall was pressed down and tightly wrapped, very delicate and smooth, he couldn't help weaving Da Sheng, and rushed to attack.

Cang Tiansu is gentle and smooth when facing others, and he is even more patient when dealing with Duan Yu, but he is always rough with Cang Jinglan. Lan's legs stretched further and further apart, and gradually accelerated.

Cang Jinglan's waist was sore and limp, he couldn't move, his right leg hurt, but the pleasure from between his thighs drove him crazy, and he could only be manipulated by others.

Cang Tiansu made a sudden movement, squeezed his thighs hard, buried his body and squeezed them all in without pulling them out.

Cang Jinglan was shivering all over from the body fluid poured in, and it was indescribably refreshing, and when he lifted his buttocks, he spurted out tremblingly.