"If you don't want to, forget it."

Concubine Zhao Ling's face was red, her delicate body twisted away, and she pushed Zhao Rong with both hands, ready to sneak back to Qinglianxuan, bury her under the quilt, and never come out to see anyone again.

Zhao Rong opened his eyes and came to his senses. How could he let the fragrant meat in his mouth escape?

He leaned forward, put his big hands around Qingjun's slender waist, and hugged his wife firmly back into his arms, with a serious expression, "Qingjun, why don't you want to? You are my wife, I must help you with this.

It is my unshirkable responsibility as husband to let you try new things."

After saying that, he couldn't wait to put his head over, vowing to satisfy the lady's strange request.

But when things came to a close, Concubine Zhao Ling was so ashamed that she could not regain her courage. She struggled in Zhao Rong's arms and wanted to run away.

Seeing Zhao Rong approaching at this time, Zhao Lingfei shook her head left and right, not wanting him to succeed.

"No more kisses, no more kisses, Brother Rong'er, please let me go, I won't kiss you anymore... No more kisses... Uh-huh."

Only halfway through her words, Zhao Lingfei was gagged.

Her eyes were wide open, staring at the eyes of Zhao Rong who was very close at hand.

The two stared at each other.

The surrounding air seemed to be frozen.

Zhao Rong happily drank the fresh honey water. He was pleasantly surprised to find that Qingjun's honey water actually tasted like jasmine nectar. It was sweet and not greasy, which perfectly suited Zhao Rong's light taste.

Zhao Lingfei remained motionless, letting the industrious little bee carry the pollen and nectar.

This is also the first time that pollen honey has been harvested for seventeen years.

The air around the two of them became silent, and there was no sound.

One breath.

Two breaths.

Three breaths.

Suddenly, some strange honey collecting sounds began to sound in the air.

The wanton little bees are getting bolder and bolder, and the sound of collecting honey is getting louder and louder.

result.

It just stimulates that delicate and lovely jasmine flower.

"Oh, holy shit."

"Uh-huh...yeah!"

Zhao Rong and Zhao Lingfei's exclamations sounded almost at the same time.

Zhao Rong felt a stinging pain coming from somewhere on his upper lip, and immediately a rusty taste besides the smell of jasmine nectar spread in his mouth.

"Hiss~"

He gasped hard, raised his hand and touched his lips with his fingers. When he lowered his head and looked down, he saw some blood on his fingers.

Zhao Rong was speechless.

Seeing this, Zhao Lingfei grabbed his hand and looked at his cut lip with distress.

It was her first time and she was very unskilled. She had just been stimulated by Zhao Rong's sizzling sound, and she struggled slightly and twisted in protest. As a result, her teeth hit his lips.

Zhao Lingfei said in a self-blaming tone, "Brother Rong'er, I'm sorry, I really didn't mean it."

Zhao Rong blinked, but he was not angry at all. He just sighed that the lady's silver teeth were really sharp, comparable to those of a certain little fox.

He stretched out his hand to wipe the blood on his lips, and then couldn't help but look at the slightly raised pink lips of the woman in front of him.

Zhao Rong subconsciously smashed it into his mouth, and the remaining jasmine nectar left him with an unforgettable aftertaste.

But Zhao Rong's greedy behavior made Zhao Lingfei think that he was disgusted with the taste of blood in his mouth.

She frowned slightly and bit her lips that had just been moisturized by someone.

At this moment, Concubine Zhao Ling saw tiny drops of blood coming out of the wound on Zhao Rong's lip.

The two of them were too close.

She inhaled slightly, pursed her lips gently, and without thinking, she stood on tiptoes and raised her head, lightly opening her jade lips, and licked his wound.

Zhao Rong felt the tenderness at that moment, it was really warm and soft.

He was startled and stared at Qingjun intently.

After Zhao Lingfei broke up at the first touch, she bowed her head shyly when Brother Rong'er looked at her. She silently swallowed the smell of his blood, but soon, Zhao Lingfei's ears rang again with this enemy's shameless request.

"Qingjun, cough, blood is coming out again."

Zhao Rong blinked and pouted his lips slightly like a child.

Zhao Lingfei had no choice but to raise her head and glare at him, but she quickly reached out her hands and gently held Zhao Rong's face.

Zhao Lingfei frowned and looked at the wound on his upper lip carefully. She endured the shame and raised her head again on tiptoe.

Another burst of tenderness that makes one's heart tremble.

Zhao Rong licked his lips.

"Qingjun, there is more."

Zhao Lingfei raised her chin.

"Qingjun, here we go again."

Zhao Lingfei closed her eyes and raised her head.

"Qingjun...uh huh."

Before Zhao Rong could finish his words, he was immediately blocked.

Gradually, the two of them changed from licking their wounds to continuing to drink honey water.

The wound had stopped bleeding long ago, and the business between Zhao Rong and Zhao Lingfei had just begun.

Zhao Lingfei was obviously a novice making honey water for the first time, but she made rapid progress under the leadership of Zhao Rong, an experienced and extremely hard-working little bee.

From being stiff and immobile to responding awkwardly to being eloquent.

Just this one kiss.

Concubine Zhao Ling didn't think much about it, she just thought that men were naturally gifted in the matter of eating women's rouge. After she was slightly confused for a while, she put it behind her and concentrated on drinking Zhao Rong's drink for her.

of honey water.

Time passes minute by minute.

The two still hugged each other and fed each other honey water, but at this time, Zhao Lingfei was pressed by Zhao Rong, with her back against the door panel.

Zhao Rong's mouth is full of saliva, and the taste is sweet. It tastes as sweet as glutinous rice, and the glutinous rice contains the glutinous rice cake to embrace the grandchildren...

Just when Zhao Rong was a little surprised at Qingjun's learning speed and proud of his careful training.

"Hey, have you kissed enough? It's endless, right?"

A voice suddenly sounded out of nowhere, with a very impatient tone.

Zhao Rong, who had his eyes closed, was startled. His eyes suddenly opened, and his body leaned back subconsciously. His lips and teeth separated from Qingjun's, and a crystalline honey thread was pulled out between the two, and the lotus roots were connected.

Zhao Rong frowned and quickly looked around, wanting to ask loudly, but there was no one else around except those who tilted their heads and looked at them curiously as they drank the honey water.

"Don't look at it. Mr. Zhao is such a noble man who forgets things so much. How long have I been sleeping for, and you just forgot about me?"
Chapter completed!