The Story of a Stroppy Princess

Jimo Zi quickly walked to the table and picked up the wine glass, smelled it, and looked at Cao Qing'er with a little panic: "Qing'er, I'm sorry, I didn't know they had the medicine, you wait, I'll go to the doctor .-- -End of this article, romance between Hong Kong and Taiwan www.hjw.tw ))) Please search (pin%) Book ¥¥ Net) read the most complete! The fastest updated novel "Go to the door after you finish.

"His Royal Highness!" Cao Qing'er quickly held him back. "What do you call the Royal Doctor? We are newly married, isn't this more suspicion?"

Jimo Zi's complexion turned red: "But Qinger, I, I don't want to hurt you, yes, we can force a drug." After finishing speaking, he took Cao Qinger's little hand and went to the big bed.

Cao Qing'er was hot all over, and he felt very comfortable when he was pulled by his big hand. A small face was even reddish, and Mo Ziyu also felt ecstasy when he pulled her little hand. When they sat on the bed, they were already boiling. .

"Qing'er, you should try your best, you should do it." Jimo Zi's eyes were even hotter. At this moment, Cao Qing'er was undoubtedly like a gorgeous flower, waiting to be picked. He couldn't control himself, and hurriedly crossed his legs. Gong, he was afraid that if he continued to look at it, he would rush up.

Cao Qing'er felt that the medicine in her body was burning fast, which made her have a strange feeling. Seeing the beautiful appearance of Jimo Ziyan, her mind was full of emotions, she quickly gathered her heart, sat cross-legged, and immediately applied her gong to force the drug.

The two of them faced each other to push medicine, the sweat on their foreheads rolled down, and they felt that the whole person was too hot, even if they were forced to poison, they felt that their bodies were too hot, not to mention that they were still in their minds. Can't hold myself.

"I, I have some tea." Jimo Xi Jun face flushed, he was more difficult to control than Cao Qinger, his mind was full of maggots, because he didn't want to be a drug at all, but wanted to become a husband and wife with Qing Er.

Cao Qing'er had already held Lingtai and was told by him that he was really angry and suddenly opened his eyes.

"Me, I want to drink too." Cao Qing'er also felt dry.

"Okay." Jimo Zi pours a cup for Cao Qing'er, and holds it with a teapot.

Cao Qing'er looked at his flushed handsome face, watched the tea leak from his mouth, and flowed to his neck. She felt very **** and made her gasp heavy. She drank the tea quickly.

"Qing'er, are you okay?" Jimo Zi pulled the placket off and crawled back to the bed to sit.

Cao Qinger's complexion was redder, and her clothes were still undressed. She was so hot that she was sweating. Seeing him undress, she looked down at her cumbersome clothes and started to take off.

"It's hot." Cao Qing'er's face was extremely flushed, like a seductive fruit, that is, Mo Ziyan's eyes were reluctant to leave, watching her undress, her body was swollen, and her throat knot was moving up and down. Already.

Cao Qing'er took off his coat, leaving only red silk underwear, with long hair falling down, his chest falling down and charming.

"Qing'er ..." Jim Zi groaned, his voice was hoarse and he didn't know him anymore.

Cao Qing'er looked up at him, this look startled, that is, Mo Ziyu's eyes are full of love, looking at her deeply, and the painful expression shocked her, but also made her body more The fire burned.

"Qinger, I, I can't help it." Jimo Zi crawled to Cao Qinger hoarsely. "We're already husband and wife, Qinger, I, I will love you forever." After finishing speaking, he stopped Cao Qinger. The fragrant shoulders have a fear inside.

Cao Qing'er herself couldn't bear the heat. As soon as she got this hand, she felt her whole body was soft.

"Uh-huh." The little mouth unconsciously exhaled, panicking herself, her face turning redder.

"Qinger, if we go on like this, both of us will be uncomfortable to die." Jimo Zi couldn't help but be glad to see her, leaning her head on her back and whispering in her ears, making Cao Qinger's whole body tremble.

"His Royal Highness, I, we," Cao Qing'er was helpless, and she knew she couldn't stand the medicine, not to mention that she didn't seem to resist giving her to this man.

"Qing'er, don't be afraid, be confident in me." Jimo Moo said, raised her beautiful little mouth, and kissed slowly.

"Huh ~" Cao Qing'er was totally soft, and he couldn't support it anymore. The yu fire in his body burned quickly, that is, Mo Ziyu was very emotional. His tongue opened his teeth and drove straight in.

Cao Qinger instinctively caught Jimo's arm with both hands, and she found that as long as she was close to him, she would not be so uncomfortable.

Jimo Zi knew that Qing'er had agreed, and was even more ecstatic. His tongue stirred enthusiastically, seduced Xiaoxiang's tongue to dance with him, a large hand reached into the placket, and slowly touched Qing'er's hot body.

"Well, don't." After all, Cao Qing'er was unmanned, and her chest's claws scared her and avoided it subconsciously.

"Qing'er, relax, it's okay, I will love you well." Jimo Zi didn't dare to be too rude. Although he couldn't bear it, he had to give Qinger a good first time, so she won't Will reject myself.

The tight body softened again, and the whispered words melted in Jimo Ziyu's mouth, and his big hands kneaded and teased on the beautiful plumpness, so that Cao Qing'er could not tremble anymore.

"Qing'er, I love you, you are my maiden." Jimo saw her trembling and became more pitiful, telling sweet words and letting her relax, while the other big hand slowly pulled down her trousers .

"Oh, ah, don't ..." Cao Qing'er was extremely shy. Although she knew what to do between husband and wife, it was the first time after all.

"Good, baby ..." Jimo Zi quickly blocked her little mouth and pulled down her pants first. The unbearable heat was released, rubbing against Qinger's legs.

"Hmm ~" Cao Qing'er felt the hard thing and was afraid to hide, and he wanted to hide. However, Jimo Zi's skill was superb. Her sensitive parts were ignited by her hands. With the effect of the potion, Cao Qing'er finally got confused and let her The man does whatever he wants.

Jimo Zi couldn't help but felt Qinger's wetness, knowing that it was almost the same, and quickly turned over and pressed down.

"Baby, it hurts a little bit, and it will be fine in a while." Jimo Zi separated her beautiful legs, her head bowed and kissed Qing'er's little mouth, watching her swaying in spring, her flushed little face, and her body was fierce. One.

"Ah!" Cao Qing'er's eyes suddenly restored Qingming, watching Jimo Ziyan's sweat dripping.

"Baby, bear with me." Jimo Zi loved her, didn't dare to move, waiting for her body to relax slowly, and her thin lips kissed her small mouth and chest.

Cao Qing'er was just a little confused, and she was completely awake now, but made her even more shy, and felt Jimo's patience. She was distressed, and took the initiative to wrap his hands around his neck and offer red lips.

"Oh baby." Jimo Zi was so happy that his body couldn't help but slowly move.

Cao Qing'er frowned slightly, even Mo Ziyu didn't dare to pretend, and moved slowly until Qing'er's pain disappeared, replaced by a strange but beautiful sense of emptiness.

Uncomfortable moving his hips, which triggered Jimo Ziyu's forbearable jade dragon, could no longer resist the aggressive attack.

"Oh baby, I can't help it." Jimo Zi knew that Cao Qing'er had adapted, and immediately attacked wildly, making Cao Qing'er's mouth seductive coquettishness, and soon, both of them were drowned by desire and immersed In the incomparable bathing sea.

For a long time, the two lay sweatily on the bed, and Mo Zi grabbed Cao Qing'er's body and panted, and Cao Qing'er was so ashamed that he buried his head under his arm and was afraid to look at anyone.

"Qinger, we are finally husband and wife, and you won't be allowed to talk about acting anymore." Jimo Zi looked at her with a gasp of laughter.

"Don't, don't let Linger know." Cao Qing'er was afraid that Hua Yueling would laugh at her and talk about acting, but the skin fell on the first night.

"Oh, what's the matter, we are husbands and wives, this is what we often do between husbands and wives." Jimo Zi raised her head and let her look at him.

Cao Qing'er's face was red and his eyes were full of spring. She didn't dare to look at this wild and gentle man. She knew that he really loved her, or she wouldn't be so bearable.

"Oh, baby, there's nothing to be embarrassed about." Jimo Zi loved her shyness and couldn't help kissing her little mouth.

"Ah, I, I am going to sleep." Cao Qing'er quickly rolled the quilt to escape his hug.

"Qinger, aren't you hot?" Jimo Zi smiled evilly.

"No, it's not hot." Cao Qing'er knew that Mei Yao hadn't been completely lifted, but she could bear it.

"But it's still a bit hot for my husband." Mo Zixi rolled to her again, and was taken by her.

"You, you, don't mess around, me, I'm really tired." Cao Qing'er was ashamed and buried his head in the quilt.

"Mother-in-law, does it still hurt below?" Jimo choked her thin lips and blew hot air around her ears.

"Ah, don't, don't come here." Cao Qing'er was so frightened that he pushed him away and made Jimo Zi laugh and laugh.

This night, the two fell asleep in incomparably sweet, and early in the morning, Cao Qing'er's quilt was unveiled by someone with a heart, and he was teased in his sleep, overflowing in his body, making people wake up in crispy flax.

"Ah ..." A groan was heard, that Mo Ziyu had entered her tight body, "You, you asshole!"

"Mother, I can't help it for my husband, doesn't she want it too?" Jim Zi pressed her thin lips and kissed, but quickly moved under her body, so Cao Qing'er quickly forgot about the northeast and southeast. She didn't want to stop.

Jimo Zi watched her sink, and her mouth evoked an evil smile, and he wanted her to never leave him again.

In Huayue Ling's room, Huayue Ling and Nangong Ling got up very early. Nangong Ling went to breakfast for Huayue Ling, and Hua Qingyun suddenly ran in.

"Sister Hua." Hua Qingyun's crisp and delicate voice made Hua Yueling feel good in the morning.

"Yuner, it's so early." Huayue Ling touched his stomach.

"Sister Hua, Dad wants me to tell you and the three kings. He has found Mo Wushuang's residence."

"Where?" When Lingyue heard it, she stood up nervously.