[42] What kind of style
Her heart was beating loudly, and she could clearly feel the man's footsteps getting closer and closer, and finally stopped beside her beauty couch.
The man sat down next to her.
Suddenly, a hand was placed on her lower back and slid up along her slender waistline.
Hua Xiangrong only wore a thin middle coat, and the white cut fabric wrapped her tiny body. Although the material was smooth to the touch, it was not as smooth as the suet-fat jade that was wrapped in the middle coat.
's skin.
Hua Xiangrong gritted her teeth secretly.
Damn it?
lecher?
Is your crush touching yourself so blatantly?
Don't you know she is Fu Jiuchen's woman?
Well, even in name only.
Hua Xiangrong had a clever idea and trembled all over. She opened her eyes angrily, raised her jade foot and kicked the man in the lower abdomen.
She allows herself to have a secret admirer, but that doesn't mean she can have a crush on her.
The man dodged sideways, and a faint fragrance filled his breath.
Hua Xiangrong gasped and stood up. After seeing the person coming, her legs went weak and she fell paralyzed on the beauty's couch.
She tried hard to get up, but she was unable to do so. This man's damn oppression paralyzed her again.
He asked in a trembling voice: "Your Majesty... why are you here?"
The man slowly arranged his long black and silky hair, put it behind his head, and asked in a hoarse voice: "The entire palace belongs to me, why can't I come over?"
Hua Xiangrong choked. What they said was right. This Orchid Garden was originally a corner of the Nine Princes' Mansion, and the entire Nine Princes' Mansion belonged to them. Why couldn't they come here?
"But...your lord..."
Before she could finish her words, Fu Jiuchen suddenly came over and pressed her whole body on the beauty's couch.
Hua Xiangrong was so overwhelmed by his sudden move that she didn't know what to do. She remained motionless and was pressed by him.
The man's voice sounded again: "Not only the entire palace, but also you."
"..."
Hua Xiangrong had a pink face and put her hands on Fu Jiuchen's chest, holding on tightly, trying to push away the distance between them.
Fu Jiuchen looked down at her little hand, which was covering her pink bump.
He lay down on the inside of her in the direction of her push. He put his hands on the pillow and looked up expressionlessly. His nose was warm, as if something was about to flow out. Lying down like this, it shouldn't be there.
Did you make a fool of yourself in front of this woman?
call!!!
After being freed, Hua Xiangrong gasped, breathing heavily, her pink face full of blush.
"What's your relationship with that person?" Fu Jiuchen looked sideways at the woman who was still not breathing smoothly.
"Who? Who am I related to?" Hua Xiangrong tilted her head and looked at Fu Jiuchen with an ignorant face.
"Ha..." The man chuckled and suddenly turned over, leaning on Hua Xiangrong. The overwhelming aura was suppressed so hard that Hua Xiangrong swallowed hard and became weak.
You can clearly feel that your heartbeat is about to explode in your chest.
The slender white fingers lifted Hua Xiangrong's chin, the fingertips caressed the soft and delicate cheeks, and finally landed on the base of the slender neck.
Chapter completed!