Ah Zhao:
Her lips and tongues were encroached upon, and the fragrant tea flowed into her mouth along the offensive of the other party.
Zhao was forced to swallow the tea or something, but Zhao Yin still refused to let her go.
The thoughts accumulated over the past few days burst out at this moment.
His lips and tongues occupied every inch of her mouth, stained with his own traces, and even wanted to eat people directly into the abdomen.
The hands around the waist are getting tighter and tighter, and there is no gap between them.
Zhao Yin sighed with satisfaction: the impatience that he wanted to see could not be seen was finally smoothed out in such a close embrace.
Ah Zhao felt very dry and thirsty more than before.
The place where their lips and tongues meet seems to be the only cool and water source.
She gradually became active from passive bearing.
Hands up his shoulders, his small tongue even tentatively pokes into each other's territory - the result is, of course, suppressed by violence.
By the time the frenzied kiss is over, a Zhao is almost out of breath.
She breathed and glared indignantly at the originator.
Zhao Yin was seen by this one eye, only felt that his abdomen was tight.
With a bitter smile, he reached out to block a Zhao's eyes and said in a hoarse voice, "don't look at me like this, Zhaozhao."
A Zhao is not happy: "you kiss me for so long, I stare at you, you still have opinions..."
Her words suddenly stopped.
Because Zhao Yin hugged her again.
Two people close to the body let her clearly feel the man ready to go.
"You, you, you..."
Zhao Yin said in a low voice: "if you look at me like that again, I'm afraid I'll lose control."
A Zhao is so frightened that she will run to the side. How can Zhao Yin let her run away?
He hugged her hard.
"Either let me hold it for a while, or..." He bit her ear and whispered a few words in her ear.
A Zhao's whole face was red.
"Hooligan!" She murmured indignantly.
Zhao Yin chuckled and sighed: "I really hope I am a rogue."
So you don't have to put up with it.
A Zhao didn't dare to move. She let Zhao Yin hold her.
The two of them chatted with each other.
"Are you well?"
"Well, I wanted to come for a long time. My father restrained me and had to watch me drink medicine every day."
"He's worried about you."
"But I want to see Zhaozhao earlier..."
Zhao Yin reached out for a Zhao and pinned a wisp of hair on the side of his cheek. Then he whispered, "I promised Zhaozhao that I would take you home when I came out."
A Zhao deliberately looked at him: "home? Where is home? The palace of Lord Yan has been copied. "
Zhao Yinxiao: "then go to our new home."
"New home?"
"Don't like it, Donggong?"
"I don't know. I didn't go in."
"It's OK. When you live in, you can decorate as you like."
A Zhao yawned lazily.
Zhao Yin hugged her and sat down: "sleepy? Then go to sleep. "
Ah Zhao nodded and fell asleep in his arms.
Zhao Yin gently kisses her on the forehead.
"I'm afraid it won't work today. Zhaozhao, I'll come to pick you up tomorrow."
He came in a hurry today, so he couldn't take a Zhao into the palace.
Zhao Yin calls ZHENG'ER to look at a Zhao and goes to his study.
The king of Beiding had changed his clothes and was reading a Book of war.
"My father-in-law, I will come tomorrow to welcome Zhaozhao into the palace."