Chapter 1375

LAN Xiang'er lowered her head, still a little nervous.

Li Aofeng suddenly pinches LAN Xiang'er's chin and passively makes her look at herself. Before LAN Xiang'er can speak, Li Aofeng's thin lips have fallen on LAN Xiang'er's ears.

This kind of posture looks ambiguous, but it seems as usual.

LAN Xiang'er didn't shrink, but quietly leaned against Li Aofeng.

Li Aofeng's voice was deep: "Xiang'er, when can you treat me like Jinse?"

"What does the emperor want me to do to you?" LAN Xiang'er spoke unexpectedly.

The slender hand caresses Li Aofeng's handsome face. Li Aofeng is a little surprised, but the surface is still.

LAN Xiang'er doesn't speak. She approaches Li Aofeng very actively. At the moment when LAN Xiang'er approaches, Li Aofeng's heart beats a little fast, but Li Aofeng doesn't say anything. She just looks at LAN Xiang'er.

LAN Xiang'er put her hand around Li Aofeng's neck: "isn't it for my body that the emperor brought me back to Dazhou? If so, why should the emperor think so many things? There's nothing wrong with being direct. "

Voice down, LAN Xiang'er's red lips very active close to Li Aofeng's thin lips.

Gently, I don't know if it's seduction or something else.

But in this case, it is the most fatal seduction to Li Aofeng, because for Li Aofeng, LAN Xiang'er's initiative is more deadly than ever.

But Li Aofeng's reason held LAN Xiang'er for the first time: "Xiang'er --"

"Don't you want me?" LAN Xiang'er asked directly, and her eyes fell on Li Aofeng for a moment.

And everything began to become more natural.

Li Aofeng is just an ordinary man, in such an initiative, it is impossible to be really indifferent.

Not to mention that LAN Xiang'er is still Li Aofeng's heart, so under such circumstances, Li Aofeng can't hold it. Looking at LAN Xiang'er in front of him, he clenched his fist slightly, and immediately brought LAN Xiang'er to his arms.

LAN Xiang'er is very obedient, smiling and singing.

This kind of obedience completely destroyed Li Aofeng's last reserve and became unrestrained. The low voice was so close to LAN Xiang'er's ear: "this is your initiative."

LAN Xiang'er chuckled: "yes, my concubine took the initiative."

Li Aofeng looks at LAN Xiang'er as if he is confused by this face, but he can't tell whether he is really willing or pretending.

However, with LAN Xiang'er's burning enthusiasm, Li Aofeng gradually succumbs. All his thoughts are forgotten. Now Li Aofeng just wants to satisfy himself. That's his greed for more than two years. Li Aofeng doesn't want to leave the rest.

LAN Xiang'er's extraordinary cooperation.

Many things happen of course, in the expected, also in the expected.

These days, Li Aofeng doesn't move LAN Xiang'er because he wants to wait for her willingly, but he never thinks that LAN Xiang'er will light the fuse of this incident.

On the bed, is two people entangle figure, in the green gauze tent, is the bass tactful tone is pouring out love and missing.

But in the latter, Li Aofeng is the only one, not LAN xianger. It seems that LAN xianger is more indifferent to such love. It is not superficial indifference, but inner indifference.

But under such circumstances, it is enough to confuse Li Aofeng.

Inside the palace, Wushan is warm and warm.

But in LAN Xiang'er's eyes, she was very clear that all this was just false.

……

For a long time——

Li Aofeng just hugged LAN Xiang'er, and his low voice was a little hoarse. He asked softly, "are you tired?"

LAN Xiang'er said nothing. She just closed her eyes and breathed heavily.

Li Ao Feng very light smile, and then hold up LAN Xiang'er: "I take you to the hot spring pool bubble, relieve the pain, will better sleep."

LAN Xiang'er didn't say anything and let Li Aofeng pick him up.

So obedient LAN Xiang'er, Li Ao Feng's eyebrows and eyes always with a faint smile, as if how can't go away. It's more like the depression that has been pressing on my heart for many years has gone away.

In the hot spring pool, LAN Xiang'er was still keeping her eyes closed. She didn't know whether she was asleep or something else.

Li Aofeng is very patient, so accompany, but did not leave the meaning, slender fingers so along LAN Xiang'er's back, under the rub.

"Xiang'er --" Li Aofeng called LAN Xiang'er's name.

LAN Xiang'er doesn't speak. Li Aofeng doesn't mind. When he lowers his head, he finds that LAN Xiang'er seems to be asleep. He just lies on his chest. Li Aofeng lowers his head and laughs. He is helpless. Then he stands up, quickly wraps LAN Xiang'er up and walks towards the bed.

All of a sudden, Li Aofeng understood the meaning of being a ghost under the peony.

Beauty in mind, really no longer sentimentally attached to the government.

Soon, he blew out the candle, so he hugged LAN Xiang'er and fell asleep.

……

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A month later——

It seems that after the previous intimacy, a lot of things became natural. Facing LAN Xiang'er like this, Li Aofeng didn't say anything and was still full of joy.

Apart from the affairs of the court, Li Aofeng spent the rest of his time in Fengqing palace. It's not that he didn't want to take LAN Xiang'er to the imperial dragon hall, but LAN Xiang'er refused.

In this case, Li Aofeng didn't say much about it.

Li Aofeng doesn't want to embarrass LAN xianger.

So most of the time let Li Aofeng appear in LAN xianger's Fengqing palace.

But Li Ao Feng also gradually found that, as if in addition to the enthusiasm of bed, the rest of the time, LAN Xiang'er and peacetime is not too big tea, seems a little cold. But this indifference seems to be imperceptible, because no matter what you talk with LAN Xiang'er, she can deal with it freely and will not choose silence.

It's just that you can't walk into LAN Xiang'er, as if there is a faint sense of distance between you and her forever.

But when she had such a feeling, LAN Xiang'er was able to calm down with the sound of her bed. After a long time, she seemed to be used to it. Used to LAN Xiang'er's cold but warm contradiction.

LAN Xiang'er sat motionless, curled up on the soft collapse and quietly looked at the book. The slaves knew that LAN Xiang'er didn't like noise, so they consciously backed down.

All the way to Fengqing palace, the eunuch's shrill voice came: "the emperor has arrived."

LAN Xiang'er is still not impatient, and then slowly put down the book.