Chapter 1216

Lu Liangwei leaned in his arms, a little confused, and his head was a little dizzy. When he lifted his eyes to see his rolling Adam's apple, a restless gas suddenly rose in his abdomen.

She reached out her fingertips and touched them.

Long Yang drinks slightly, bows his head, and then sees the woman's confused eyes staring at his throat. He rolls down his throat.

Just then, a soft and moist touch brushed his throat.

His dark eyes were even darker.

Lu Liangwei did not know when, had knelt on his knees, hugged his neck, his head buried in his strength.

The fingers of Long Yang holding the wine cup suddenly tightened, and a dull voice came out of his throat.

Lu Liangwei some was stimulated, forced to open his lapel, slender fingertips, linger on his clavicle.

Long Yang suddenly raised her hand and pulled out the jade hairpin used to fix her hair.

Suddenly, a head of black hair like brocade, flowing down, women's face full of rouge, add style.

But she didn't know everything around her. She was obsessed with his sexy clavicle, and even the belt was scattered.

Until the man's lips covered her.

A stream of warm water was crossing into the entrance, and she suddenly sobbed. Her fingers on his lapel were suddenly pulled tightly and forced to swallow. All the sounds, with the wine coming into her stomach, disappeared into invisibility, only a low weeping sound.

The next day, when Lu Liangwei woke up, he felt that he didn't know where he was.

Is some at a loss of time, the man's strong arm ring up, voice low soft pet drown, "head pain?"

Lu Liangwei face buried in the quilt, gently shook his head, "no pain."

"But where is the pain?" Long Yang saw that she had been drilling into the quilt, so he took the person over.

Lu Liangwei's face was buried in his arms, his voice was soft, and he was still wronged, "my leg hurts..."

Long Yang thought of what happened last night and felt ashamed. "Well, I'll give you a massage." After that, let her lie down by herself, while she sat up, holding her slender leg in her big hand and gently kneading it for her.

Lu Liangwei secretly glanced at him and saw that he was distressed. The corners of his mouth turned up, but he hummed Qingqing's words on purpose.

Hearing this, Long Yang was sweating all over, but he was worried about her leg pain and could only restrain herself.

Lu Liangwei is to hold him this point, more and more.

Hum, let him coax her into drinking, and finally wipe her dry.

Her face was hot, too, thinking of her posture last night.

The emperor really has no scruples, but his physical strength is still so good.

In the long run, she won't be able to bear it.

She had to keep him from going too far.

Long Yang didn't know her psychological thoughts. He restrained them and gave her a massage.

When it was almost over, Lu Liangwei said with conscience: "it doesn't hurt anymore. You don't have to press it any more."

Long Yang then stopped, helped her up, and got up to get her dress.

"By the way, are you OK today?" Lu Liangwei asked while wearing his dress.

Usually, when she wakes up, he is not there. I didn't expect that he was still there so late today.

"No Long Yang answered and leaned over to put on her shoes and socks.

Lu Liangwei thought about it and said excitedly, "since you're OK, let's go out for a while."

Long Yang glanced at her, "leg doesn't hurt?"

Lu Liangwei was a little guilty, but he said on his face, "I've been pressed by the emperor for several times, and now it doesn't hurt."

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