Adore Trick of Beauty

Xiao Fengqing's words of ridicule to her were still echoing in his ears, he said, "Aren't you using me and the emperor?..."

She knew that he was good to her, and if she wanted to be hypocritical, she could make up a bunch of tender words at this moment, but facing his pure deep eyes, it seemed that all the falsehoods had escaped completely. There was a kind of discouragement spreading in her heart, as if every time she did something against her will or said a word against her will, Xiao Fengqing would stand beside her and remind her, "We are all from the same world..." His influence on her was too great. It had to catch her off guard.

Xiao Fengming noticed the tangle and discomfort in her heart, sighed, and suddenly kissed her lips deeply. Nie Wushuang trembled all over and couldn't help but be stunned. While he was kissing her, he turned over and had her underneath him. Nie Wushuang was kissed until she gasped. When she came back to her senses, she was frightened by the look in his eyes when she looked into his burning deep eyes.

His eyes were filled with imperial pride and a hint of obvious disappointment. It is conceivable that he also felt uncomfortable with her hesitation.

"Wushuang..." He sighed, his lingering kiss winding down and lingering on her chest. Nie Wushuang saw his handsome face and his delicate and itchy kisses, which easily aroused the throbbing in her heart.

His eyebrows and eyes are right in front of you, lifelike. Nie Wushuang tried his best to get rid of the cynicism in his mind over and over again, "Aren't you taking advantage...Aren't you taking advantage of..."

Suddenly, she kissed his lips deeply, turning from passive to active. The grass was soft and the wind was whispering in her ears. She had never been so eager for his caress. Is it possible that if we don’t fall in love, we can still be so lingering until death? She didn't know, and she didn't want to know. She only knew that she could no longer lose, and she could no longer push back everything she got in front of her.

"Your Majesty..." Her eyes seemed to be filled with all the glow, so beautiful that it was dazzling. She looked up at him: "Your Majesty, I... I don't even know my thoughts. Your Majesty... But I said that I only care about the Emperor..."

Before she finished speaking, he suddenly smiled and blocked what she was going to say next.

The long gown is tied to the floor, and the hair on the temples is messy. She trembled and fumbled to unbutton his clothes, and her cold hands touched his hot body. Xiao Fengming's eyes flashed with strong lust. He has rarely been so attached to a woman in terms of female sex. She is the only one, and the only one. His hands gently unbuttoned his shirt, revealing his flawless white body. He turned over, found the softest place, and pushed forward hard.

Tears welled up in her eyes, pain and numbness surged in her heart, and her mind was pounding. She moaned softly, and he kissed her deeply and began to move slowly but firmly.

The grinding moans and gentle wind rippled in the valley. She clung to his strong waist, unable to let go, and unwilling to let go. He held her waist tightly, as slender as a willow, and her long black hair spread out behind her. It was as white as snow and as black as ink silk. His eyes were as dark as the night. The two of them fit together as if they were experiencing it for the first time. A man and a woman in love.

He kept going deeper and deeper, as if he wanted to penetrate into the deepest part of her soul. Nie Wushuang looked at his face, her lust was like a sea. She had lost her direction and could only let him lead her step by step towards the peak...

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The stars in the sky were shining brightly one by one. Nie Wushuang leaned in Xiao Fengming's arms and looked at the starry sky. Xiao Fengming was indeed right. Lying on the grass and looking at the sky, he had the illusion that all the stars could be held in his arms with just one hand. They were so close.

She listened to him slowly telling her the allusions to the stars that the veteran Qin Tian Jian told him. Her long hair that had not yet dried was slowly combed in his hands. The two of them talked intermittently. Not long after, he had already tied up her long hair and fixed it with a red hairpin.

Nie Wushuang was surprised and happy. He turned around and asked in surprise: "The emperor can still comb his hair?"

"I know more." Xiao Fengming smiled gently. After they made love, they both boiled water and washed themselves. Although his long hair was let down, it did not lose any dignity, but became more and more handsome like a god. His handsomeness was different from others. His handsomeness had an air of an emperor, and his gentle brows could not be ignored.

Nie Wushuang touched the bun on her head, smiled sweetly, and picked up the comb: "Now it is my concubine's turn to comb the emperor's hair."

"I said, if no one here calls me Fengming." He held her hand and smiled deeply.

Nie Wushuang blushed: "Feng Ming." He wanted to find the affection in her eyes, but she had already turned her head and combed his long hair. The man's bun was very simple. She combed it for him and stroked his satin-smooth black hair. She felt sad in her heart: the person she was devoted to had never let her get close to comb his hair, and now she His heart has not yet been delivered, but he has already received the emperor's boundless favor.

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Early the next morning, the two got up and returned to the camp. When they left the valley, Nie Wushuang saw guards standing respectfully at the entrance of the valley holding swords. It turned out that they had already found the location here, but they just didn't dare to enter the valley.

A bitter smile burst from Nie Wushuang's lips. This moment of paradise turned out to be nothing more than self-deception by the two of them.

Eunuch Lin stepped forward: "Your Majesty, it's time to return to camp."

Xiao Fengming nodded and rode back to camp with Nie Wushuang in his arms. When Nie Wushuang returned to the camp, he saw an upright and handsome figure in front of the camp.

"Your Majesty, I have something to report." Xiao Fengqing stepped forward, glanced at Nie Wushuang's slightly wrinkled skirt, and couldn't help but frown.

Nie Wushuang walked past him without squinting. Xia Lan and Ming Qiu had already been waiting aside. When she arrived, they immediately helped her back to their tent. Nie Wushuang glanced at the palace people who were waiting for her, and suddenly she saw a familiar figure in the corner of her eyes. She wanted to look again, but that person had quietly blocked his figure with the people in front of her.

Nie Wushuang returned to his tent with doubts in his heart. Ming

Qiu and Xia Lan were waiting for her to change clothes and wash her clothes in the tent. They were chattering about how the emperor treated Nie Wushuang well this time, and their words were full of excitement. It is conceivable that after Qiu Shou returned to the palace at this time, the person who benefited the most was Nie Wushuang.

The emperor's special pet is unique. Ciaran said proudly.

Nie Wushuang frowned and asked, "I saw a man in casual clothes just now. That man looked very familiar, but unfortunately I didn't see his face..."

She was still thinking hard when suddenly a bright light passed through her mind, and Nie Wushuang suddenly lost her voice: "It turned out to be him!"

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