Chapter 565

A Zhao: "it's just

Coral pearl:.... "

Almost immediately they knelt down: "Your Highness."

"Go down." Zhan Ming said lightly.

Coral said in a hurry: "Your Highness, your mother is just hungry..."

Zhan Ming glanced at her lightly.

Ah Zhao said, "OK, coral, pearl, you all go down."

Coral and Pearl couldn't, but retreated with worry.

When all the people left, Zhan Ming just faded that layer of indifference.

He looked at ah Zhao and asked with a smile, "hungry?"

A Zhao looks at him with wide eyes. When he laughs like this, he vaguely looks at master Zhan Ming who is like the moon and the breeze.

Only master Zhan Ming would not marry her in a happy robe.

A Zhao is not surprised to see the taste of spoiling from Zhan Ming's face.

She is used to be delicate, especially in front of people who are used to her.

As soon as Zhanming looks like this, she will not feel uncomfortable. She will also have a little discomfort.

Immediately, she said, "I'm very hungry. I got up so early. They only gave me cakes instead of tea. I walked for so long and my hair was heavy..."

She complains, Zhanming looks at her with a smile.

"Are you still hungry?" He asked.

A Zhao shakes her head. She has just eaten so many cakes and poured two cups of tea, which is enough for her stomach.

A hand touched the corner of her mouth.

Zhan Ming wiped the peanut skin down and sighed, "it seems that I married a greedy princess."

Ah Zhao was a little embarrassed, but when he heard this, he was justified: "it's just two peanuts. There are so many on the bed."

"Is it delicious?" Zhan Ming asked.

A Zhao didn't know how he asked about this. He nodded: "it's delicious. You can try it."

She conveniently back a touch, on the back of the big red joy was touched a few out: "here you are."

Zhan Ming did not reach for it.

"I'd like to try it, the princess has."

A Zhao's face turned red.

She was not a real virgin, and such flirting words could be understood.

"You..."

A hand has come to her lips, gently wipe, dizzy open a piece of red rouge, reflected in the white skin.

The air seemed to heat up in an instant.

When the lip was deceived, a Zhao was still thinking about a question: he was a monk, how could he know these things?

Soon she had no time to think.

A Zhao's whole body was pressed on the brocade quilt. His bedclothes had fallen down for a long time, and they were thrown on the soft couch beside the bed with Zhan Ming's.

Touching each other's skin, Zhan Ming sighs with warm and smooth touch.

It's the newly married couple who are always in love.

For Zhan Ming, such desires and impulses came too fast and too violent for him to bear.

He likes to hold her and watch her lose her mind because of himself, and show a charming and seductive appearance because of himself. He leaned down and kissed a Zhao's eyes, which were red with crying because of his impatience. He rolled the tear off the tip of his tongue and put it close to her ear: "the peanuts really taste good."

A Zhao hate to look up and bite him, but only in exchange for more intense action.

She finally had no strength, and could only grasp his back weakly. She didn't even know when to sleep.

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hee hee, see you in the evening.