The cold wind whistles, the snow flies in the sky
On the way back to the princess's mansion, the two of them rode a BMW in a fragrant car. The car room was filled with silver charcoal, warm and warm.
Ji Zhan leaned against the wall of the car, his eyes closed tightly, under his high nose, his thin lips were pursed tightly
I don't know if it's too tired to take a nap, or if I'm in a bad mood and don't want to pay attention to others, I'm so silent along the way
Wei Lianji stared at his long black eyelashes and light pink lips, and moved her body into his arms little by little.
Listening to his heartbeat, she asked in a low voice: Ji Zhan, are you angry?
No calm answer
Wei Lianji rubbed her in his arms, her plump breasts pressed against his chest, and her tone was grieving: But I'm in your arms, you won't hug me anymore
Then, he asked aggrievedly: Do you think I have a bad temper, willful, willful and unreasonable, and don’t want to be with me anymore?
Ji Zhan opened his eyes and said indifferently: It's not this
What is that? Wei Lianji pretended to be confused
He sighed, feeling a little sad: I just feel that Zhou Ziyan has something right, I am just serving your husband, not your husband
Wei Lianji was dissatisfied: Didn’t I give you a title? You are my son-in-law…
Ji Zhan wrapped her waist with his hands, lowered his head and looked at her quietly, with a serious expression: Lian Ji, in your heart, do you regard me as your husband?
Do you have to stick to this? Wei Lianji frowned, turned her eyes away from looking at him, and said slowly: Can't we get along well like we are now?
No, Ji Zhan's expression was slightly dark, and she instantly loosened her waist
Wei Lianji also turned cold and said unhappy: I didn't say that I won't be able to get married easily.
Ji Zhan calmly talked with her: But you also said that you just want to sleep with me. As for anything else, I don’t think about it.
Seeing that Wei Lianji was silent, he lowered his eyebrows and eyes, silent for a while, and whispered: But I can't help but think about it. I will also be worried about gains and losses, and I will also be afraid that if you say something changes your mind one day...
The voice became lower and lower, and there was a hint of grievance in the depression: You said that Zhou Ziyan was short of his sex, but in fact I still envy him. At least Mrs. Chen gave him a heart. What do you have to do with me? Apart from this body, you will not give me anything.
Even your body does not belong to me alone. Maybe one day you meet a handsome man who is better than me, you will give it to others easily
The gentleman who is serious and calm on weekdays will chat with her emotionally and complain about her like a young boy who sympathizes with Dou Chukai.
Wei Lianji felt angry and funny, and asked bluntly: In your eyes, is I such a casual person?
Ji Zhan remembered the old things and looked at her and stopped talking: When he first met in the Qi Palace, you said you wanted to play the flute for me, and forced me to stay in your boudoir... It was even more so in Hongwenguan...
Didn’t you just push me halfway in Hongwenguan? You even rubbed and pinched me and reached orgasm.
Wei Lianji put his neck on his neck, and the bed curtain was in a romance. She said her face was not red, her heart was not beating, and her demeanor was generous.
Ji Zhan's cheeks were slightly red, and he opened his face awkwardly: I won't talk about this
Wei Lianji pressed closer, and her sweet breath pounced on his ears and said in a sweet voice: If you don’t talk about this, why do you want me every day after marriage? When did you want me? I didn’t satisfy you? You have been fucked by you several times. Have I ever pursued it afterwards?
Her eyes were flowing, and she was full of charm. She stretched out her pink and tender tongue and sucked on his Adam's apple. Her soft voice seemed to be dripping with water.
My dignified Princess David often kneels under your crotch and licks you, gives you a mouth, and even asks you to cum on my face and in my mouth. Do I treat you badly? Do you think any man can let me do this for him?
I don't know how true or false she said, but Ji Zhan really couldn't stand it if the little princess was so coaxing people like this.
The long-accumulated depression and grievance in my heart disappeared in an instant, leaving only a thread of sweetness that kept coming out.
Seeing Ji Zhan's face improve, Wei Lianji joked: You just love to think randomly
Ji Zhan thought for a moment, plucked up the courage, and whispered and almost piously: Lian Ji... Then do you like me?
Wei Lianji narrowed her eyes, smiling, half true and half false: If you don’t like it, how could you be the prince consort?
Ji Zhan asked more carefully: Apart from the appearance, do you like me?
Wei Lianji's eyes were bright, like a river of spring water, clearly reflecting the handsome and elegant face of the husband.
She didn't answer, just smiled and asked: What do you think
On the way back to the princess's mansion, the two of them rode a BMW in a fragrant car. The car room was filled with silver charcoal, warm and warm.
Ji Zhan leaned against the wall of the car, his eyes closed tightly, under his high nose, his thin lips were pursed tightly
I don't know if it's too tired to take a nap, or if I'm in a bad mood and don't want to pay attention to others, I'm so silent along the way
Wei Lianji stared at his long black eyelashes and light pink lips, and moved her body into his arms little by little.
Listening to his heartbeat, she asked in a low voice: Ji Zhan, are you angry?
No calm answer
Wei Lianji rubbed her in his arms, her plump breasts pressed against his chest, and her tone was grieving: But I'm in your arms, you won't hug me anymore
Then, he asked aggrievedly: Do you think I have a bad temper, willful, willful and unreasonable, and don’t want to be with me anymore?
Ji Zhan opened his eyes and said indifferently: It's not this
What is that? Wei Lianji pretended to be confused
He sighed, feeling a little sad: I just feel that Zhou Ziyan has something right, I am just serving your husband, not your husband
Wei Lianji was dissatisfied: Didn’t I give you a title? You are my son-in-law…
Ji Zhan wrapped her waist with his hands, lowered his head and looked at her quietly, with a serious expression: Lian Ji, in your heart, do you regard me as your husband?
Do you have to stick to this? Wei Lianji frowned, turned her eyes away from looking at him, and said slowly: Can't we get along well like we are now?
No, Ji Zhan's expression was slightly dark, and she instantly loosened her waist
Wei Lianji also turned cold and said unhappy: I didn't say that I won't be able to get married easily.
Ji Zhan calmly talked with her: But you also said that you just want to sleep with me. As for anything else, I don’t think about it.
Seeing that Wei Lianji was silent, he lowered his eyebrows and eyes, silent for a while, and whispered: But I can't help but think about it. I will also be worried about gains and losses, and I will also be afraid that if you say something changes your mind one day...
The voice became lower and lower, and there was a hint of grievance in the depression: You said that Zhou Ziyan was short of his sex, but in fact I still envy him. At least Mrs. Chen gave him a heart. What do you have to do with me? Apart from this body, you will not give me anything.
Even your body does not belong to me alone. Maybe one day you meet a handsome man who is better than me, you will give it to others easily
The gentleman who is serious and calm on weekdays will chat with her emotionally and complain about her like a young boy who sympathizes with Dou Chukai.
Wei Lianji felt angry and funny, and asked bluntly: In your eyes, is I such a casual person?
Ji Zhan remembered the old things and looked at her and stopped talking: When he first met in the Qi Palace, you said you wanted to play the flute for me, and forced me to stay in your boudoir... It was even more so in Hongwenguan...
Didn’t you just push me halfway in Hongwenguan? You even rubbed and pinched me and reached orgasm.
Wei Lianji put his neck on his neck, and the bed curtain was in a romance. She said her face was not red, her heart was not beating, and her demeanor was generous.
Ji Zhan's cheeks were slightly red, and he opened his face awkwardly: I won't talk about this
Wei Lianji pressed closer, and her sweet breath pounced on his ears and said in a sweet voice: If you don’t talk about this, why do you want me every day after marriage? When did you want me? I didn’t satisfy you? You have been fucked by you several times. Have I ever pursued it afterwards?
Her eyes were flowing, and she was full of charm. She stretched out her pink and tender tongue and sucked on his Adam's apple. Her soft voice seemed to be dripping with water.
My dignified Princess David often kneels under your crotch and licks you, gives you a mouth, and even asks you to cum on my face and in my mouth. Do I treat you badly? Do you think any man can let me do this for him?
I don't know how true or false she said, but Ji Zhan really couldn't stand it if the little princess was so coaxing people like this.
The long-accumulated depression and grievance in my heart disappeared in an instant, leaving only a thread of sweetness that kept coming out.
Seeing Ji Zhan's face improve, Wei Lianji joked: You just love to think randomly
Ji Zhan thought for a moment, plucked up the courage, and whispered and almost piously: Lian Ji... Then do you like me?
Wei Lianji narrowed her eyes, smiling, half true and half false: If you don’t like it, how could you be the prince consort?
Ji Zhan asked more carefully: Apart from the appearance, do you like me?
Wei Lianji's eyes were bright, like a river of spring water, clearly reflecting the handsome and elegant face of the husband.
She didn't answer, just smiled and asked: What do you think
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