On that day, Ning Wan was still sleeping, and was carried onto a carriage with a quilt.
When she woke up slowly, she met a pair of peach blossom eyes with a smile and affectionate smile. Prince Yu was wearing a brocade robe with a moon-white python pattern, wearing a large black fur on his neck, and a circle of soft fox hair on his neck made him look like a crown and a romantic and elegant person.
Ning Wan suspected that she had hallucinations after sleeping for a long time. She lowered her head and saw that it was a familiar quilt. She hurriedly closed her eyes and prepared to fall asleep again. She heard a chuckle.
Fang Junchi reached out to play with the hair scattered between her temples, and the smooth touch made him unable to let go: Get up quickly when you wake up.
Prince?Where am I?Ning Wan sat up with hazy eyes.
Of course, this is in a carriage, and I will go to Huángyin Temple to pray for blessings on behalf of the royal family.
Ning Wan was shocked: Prince!The royal family members go to the temple to pray for blessings is a repertoire in the palace. No matter how he is doing things randomly or idle, he cannot take her a woman from a brothel.
Just aim at it, the carriage is spacious and tall, with a table set up with soft fur wrapped around the corners, the small table is casually placed with a few volumes of books, and a small incense burner with green smoke overflowing...
Fang Junchi saw a sleepy woman not wearing any makeup, her usual elegance disappeared, her deer-like eyes were pure and innocent, her inner clothes were slightly open, and her delicate skin was more dazzling than the snow-white silk, and half of her beautiful and soft shape could be seen.
His body was faster than his eyes, and he had lifted the quilt and hugged the warm-scented girl.
A strong masculine aura surrounded her, Ning Wan's extremely sensitive skin trembled gently, and the trained body almost immediately softened. She pursed her lips and pushed the man: Prince, you...what are you doing...this is in the carriage.
In the carriage... the giant thing under Fang Junchi was standing quietly while he was pushing his back. He was excitedly holding his underwear. He found her slightly opened red lips and quickly siege the city and pool.
He put his hand on the woman's waist, and quietly took off her clothes with the other hand, grabbing two big and soft breasts and kneading them.
Well~ Ning Wan had only a sound of time, and his mouth was full of his clear breath, and the whole space was surrounded by a faint fragrance. The soft flesh on his chest was held in his hand, the coarse calluses in the palm of his palm rubbed the tender flesh, and a strange numbness rose in his body.
Fang Junchi tasted her lips and his eyes were bright: There were still three or four hours to go to Huángyin Temple, so we might as well do something meaningful.
At this time, Ning Wan is really stupid if she asks what is meaningful.
Fang Junchi has always been restrained and considerate in this matter, and it is interesting to be unrestrained occasionally. Ning Wan does not resist the pleasure of her body. As for whether she takes her to pray for blessings beyond the rules, it is not something she should consider.
At this moment, the ends of his crow's hair hung to the neck, slightly numb and itchy. She curled her lips and smiled, just like a delicate flower with dew slowly blooming: Pity should be with her.
Fang Junchi's breathing was stagnant, and from the corner of his eyes he glanced at the slightly trembling snow breasts on her chest. The two beautiful red fruits on it quietly raised their heads, making their skin look as white as jade.
He almost immediately recalled the beauty of these pairs of crisp breasts. He buried his face in the ravine and took a deep breath. The sweet fragrance filled his nose, making him distracted and his lower body erect.
Well~ The sensitive nipples were incorporated into the warm and flexible mouth, and the rough tongue swept through the depression at the top. Ning Wan panted lightly and noticed that there were people accompanying her outside the carriage. She hurriedly pursed her lips, her face was like the rouge dyed in the clouds.
When she woke up slowly, she met a pair of peach blossom eyes with a smile and affectionate smile. Prince Yu was wearing a brocade robe with a moon-white python pattern, wearing a large black fur on his neck, and a circle of soft fox hair on his neck made him look like a crown and a romantic and elegant person.
Ning Wan suspected that she had hallucinations after sleeping for a long time. She lowered her head and saw that it was a familiar quilt. She hurriedly closed her eyes and prepared to fall asleep again. She heard a chuckle.
Fang Junchi reached out to play with the hair scattered between her temples, and the smooth touch made him unable to let go: Get up quickly when you wake up.
Prince?Where am I?Ning Wan sat up with hazy eyes.
Of course, this is in a carriage, and I will go to Huángyin Temple to pray for blessings on behalf of the royal family.
Ning Wan was shocked: Prince!The royal family members go to the temple to pray for blessings is a repertoire in the palace. No matter how he is doing things randomly or idle, he cannot take her a woman from a brothel.
Just aim at it, the carriage is spacious and tall, with a table set up with soft fur wrapped around the corners, the small table is casually placed with a few volumes of books, and a small incense burner with green smoke overflowing...
Fang Junchi saw a sleepy woman not wearing any makeup, her usual elegance disappeared, her deer-like eyes were pure and innocent, her inner clothes were slightly open, and her delicate skin was more dazzling than the snow-white silk, and half of her beautiful and soft shape could be seen.
His body was faster than his eyes, and he had lifted the quilt and hugged the warm-scented girl.
A strong masculine aura surrounded her, Ning Wan's extremely sensitive skin trembled gently, and the trained body almost immediately softened. She pursed her lips and pushed the man: Prince, you...what are you doing...this is in the carriage.
In the carriage... the giant thing under Fang Junchi was standing quietly while he was pushing his back. He was excitedly holding his underwear. He found her slightly opened red lips and quickly siege the city and pool.
He put his hand on the woman's waist, and quietly took off her clothes with the other hand, grabbing two big and soft breasts and kneading them.
Well~ Ning Wan had only a sound of time, and his mouth was full of his clear breath, and the whole space was surrounded by a faint fragrance. The soft flesh on his chest was held in his hand, the coarse calluses in the palm of his palm rubbed the tender flesh, and a strange numbness rose in his body.
Fang Junchi tasted her lips and his eyes were bright: There were still three or four hours to go to Huángyin Temple, so we might as well do something meaningful.
At this time, Ning Wan is really stupid if she asks what is meaningful.
Fang Junchi has always been restrained and considerate in this matter, and it is interesting to be unrestrained occasionally. Ning Wan does not resist the pleasure of her body. As for whether she takes her to pray for blessings beyond the rules, it is not something she should consider.
At this moment, the ends of his crow's hair hung to the neck, slightly numb and itchy. She curled her lips and smiled, just like a delicate flower with dew slowly blooming: Pity should be with her.
Fang Junchi's breathing was stagnant, and from the corner of his eyes he glanced at the slightly trembling snow breasts on her chest. The two beautiful red fruits on it quietly raised their heads, making their skin look as white as jade.
He almost immediately recalled the beauty of these pairs of crisp breasts. He buried his face in the ravine and took a deep breath. The sweet fragrance filled his nose, making him distracted and his lower body erect.
Well~ The sensitive nipples were incorporated into the warm and flexible mouth, and the rough tongue swept through the depression at the top. Ning Wan panted lightly and noticed that there were people accompanying her outside the carriage. She hurriedly pursed her lips, her face was like the rouge dyed in the clouds.
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