The clothes are half faded, and the crimson gauze is in sharp contrast with the bright yellow background.
Qi Huai narrowed his phoenix eyes. At this moment, he was extremely overbearing. He directly pressed Su Kui on the desk where he was still working, and waved his hand down.
The pen, ink, paper and inkstone, which can be called a priceless treasure, were thrown out without mercy.
Pieces of red marks were eventually printed on that piece of white, dazzling skin.
Qi Huai's eyes were hot, and the dead glue was on her delicate little face, which was slightly raised, her beautiful face, because of him, it was stained with water like powder.
Su Kui lifted his jaw slightly, her eyes half narrowed, and a pair of misty peach blossom eyes filled with fascinating sex. The red lips were slightly swollen from being bitten, and the crimson rising from the roots of the ears was like the most beautiful rouge in the world, and the best sound in the world escaped undisguisedly between the lips.
The sudden huge tearing sensation made Su Kui snorted, and the nails slammed into the back of the man in front of him.
As a woman, I have experienced this in every life. Although the process was very happy, Su Kui was not satisfied at the beginning.
In the huge Jinluan Temple, there were soothing voices, and the palace people who had long been acquainted with them all withdrew and guarded at the door.
Listening to the sound coming from inside, I couldn't help but feel blushing.
From the sun rises to the night.
Su Kui's eyes were half closed, and she looked like she was squeezed dry. A small face seemed to have been washed with water, and it was white and red, and it was especially delicious. The whole person was like a noble and lazy cat, with a touch of contentment in his eyes.
Seeing her doing this, Qi Huai chuckled her clothes, bowed her head in love and kissed her on the forehead.
"A Yan, you are finally mine."
Su Kui yawned, with weak hands and feet, and slapped him with light strength.
"You are mine."
Qi Huai finally got everything he wanted, and now it was naturally Su Kui who said everything was fine.
He didn't look like an emperor at all, and his posture was extremely low in front of Su Kui.
The day of enthronement ceremony.
In front of the huge mirror, Qi Huai opened his arms and stood in front of Su Kui. Qi Huai changed into a new court dress, and the old emperor continued his usual preference, using bright yellow.
When he arrived at Qi Huai, he made a bold and resolute decision and directly ordered the Shangyi Bureau to change the court clothes of the upper dynasty.
The whole body is black, with golden dark patterns, and finely outlines a five-claw golden dragon entwining the whole body. The embroiderer of Shangyi Bureau is very good at embroidering, and the golden dragon steps on the auspicious clouds. It seems that the next moment, the clouds will be soaring and soaring into the sky.
"Ayan, can I look good like this?"
Su Kui recognizes Qi Huai's taste.
I have to say that this suit is more suitable for Qi Huai than the bright yellow court clothes before.
Although bright yellow is worn on Qi Huai, it doesn't necessarily look ugly.
"good looking."
Su Kuitian was pulled up before it turned on, and kept sitting by the side watching. The enthronement ceremony is cumbersome, and the preliminary preparations are even more headaches.
That's all, Qi Huai still refuses to give up.
"Ayan, really don't think about being my queen?"
He really wanted to, with her, walk up the high stairs, and climb the most noble position in the world together.
Everything he wants to share with the person in front of him.
Unfortunately, she didn't really want it.
Su Kui held her cheeks, leaned against the dressing table, squinted at him, "I am looking at you below, just an identity, I don't care."