Lengche took the fragrant tea and took a sip of it lightly, but how can she eliminate the inexplicable impulse in her body? This is a phenomenon that has never happened before. What witchcraft did this girl make people want to stop?
Lengche "pa" threw the cup to the ground and secretly said that this girl would be me sooner or later.
At this time, the person reported that "the sedan chair of Wang Yeji’s adult daughter Miss Ji has arrived at the door of the palace"
Ning Wang sneered at a wave of his hand and said "please"
After lunch, Yu Zhen went to the backyard to see her baby Bambi.
Before approaching the fence, I suddenly saw a white figure standing by the fence.
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Ning Wang Lengche?
Feather "sou" quickly hid his body from a tree and leaned out his little head from the trunk to observe.
Seeing Lengche motionless, there was no expression on his cold face for a long time. He sighed and squatted down with a handful of grass in his hand. Bambi jumped over and ate his grass.
There was a warmth in Lengche’s eyes. His slender fingers gently stroked Bambi’s head and let out a long sigh.
Is he unhappy? After hiding from the tree, Feather Zhen saw Ning Wang like this and couldn’t help thinking about it, thinking that his foot stepped on a dry little leaf and made a very slight sound.
Ning Wang’s ears are alert. His voice is deep and cold. "Who?"
Yu Zhen hesitated. Ai Aidit rubbed out from behind the tree, "It’s me!"
Lengche stared at the feather’s eyes, and the facial lines showed a little softness. He threw the grass in his hand "Oh, it’s you"
The cold atmosphere was very strange when Feather came near. She had nothing to talk about. "Ah, you came to see Bambi, too?"
Lengche didn’t speak and turned his eyes elsewhere.
Play cool and ignore me? Feather also squatted in anger and gently stroked the soft belly of the little sika deer. "By the way, I want to congratulate the prince!"
Lengche stare blankly for a "congratulations?"
"Yes," Feather pastor got up and heard that the sovereign has taken a new princess and is still a stunning beauty with thousands of golden arts. Isn’t that great? "
"Oh" Ning Wang Lengche seems to listen to other people’s things.
Feather turned to talk to the deer and seemed to say to Lengche, "What men are always so greedy and beautiful are always pursuing their goals, even if they have more, they still hope to get more?"
Say coldly, "What if what you see is a superficial phenomenon?"
"superficial phenomenon?" Feather’s eyelashes often twinkle. "I know that Wang Ye has a beauty hug every night, but did Ning Wang really like them?" Is this unfair to so many young women? How many of them have lost their youth while waiting, but they can’t get back a love from the prince? "
Lengche was speechless for a while, and he sighed at the sky. "Sometimes there are many necessities in life."
Feather Zhen looked at Ning Wang, and she suddenly felt that this Ning Wang sometimes seemed different from what she had known before, and she couldn’t get along.
Just as the feather gazed blankly, the king of Ning stretched out his ape arm and gently hugged the feather in his arms. He was surprised and didn’t know what to do at the moment, so he just held it by the king of Ning stupidly.
Lengche buried his face gently in the nest of feather neck. Feather felt his breath warm and lingering. Lengche gently lifted feather bar and stared at his black eyes. He said softly, "If a person can’t get what he really wants, he can settle for something that he can satisfy himself temporarily. This is the fatal weakness of people, isn’t it?"
He gently kissed the feather’s eyes, which was so gentle and hot. He felt his heart rising little by little and his mind was a little confused.
Lengche’s lips slipped gently and finally touched the small mouth of the feather. He hesitated for a moment, but it was a moment. He had already printed the kiss on the lips of the feather, absorbing the fragrance of the girl’s mouth domineering. His tongue flexibly got into the mouth of the feather and gently stirred up the timid little sweet tongue to make it gradually recover from rigidity. It should be soft.
Feather face is as red as a tide. Meng Xiaoyu is not a girl in the 21st century. Although it is difficult for lovers to kiss normally, where have I met such a superb pick-up expert as Ning Wang Lengche? Feather feels that my whole body is going to be crisp, and my legs and feet are already weak. I can barely stand by leaning on Ning Wang’s arms.