"Yan Ze was wronged by being my concubine, didn't you?"
Long Feili wiped ridicule from the corner of his mouth, and when he used his hand, Xuanji's bellyband was torn apart.
Her upper body was exposed in front of him without any cover, and fell into those evil, dark eyes.
Her eyes were trembling uncontrollably, and she wanted to step back, but her waist was wrapped tightly in his palm, unable to move.
"No one can see your body except me, it's just a superficial thing, why don't you understand?" He sucked on her earlobe.
Panicked, she didn't think much about reaching out to cover his eyes.
When her cold hands touched his eyes, his hand holding the chain froze slightly.
Perhaps, when she committed to Bai Zhanfeng, she had already forgotten everything related to him.
The brocade is warm in the Phoenix Palace, and the night is thicker than the brilliance of the night pearl.
Every time Xu Xi stepped back, his brows furrowed.
With a hair of blue silk loose, he propped his elbows on the couch and looked lazily at her hairdo for him.
"As husband and wife, there is no doubt about love. A Li, do you know that only her husband can let go of a woman's hair, and the same is true for men, so I should let me let go of your hair."
"Um."
"No. Forget it, you have many women, so it's no use telling you."
He raised his eyebrows and smiled, and with a touch of his hand, he pulled her close-fitting wipes away, letting her hang in front of him.
"I'll let you see!" In her ear, her voice was naughty, and a mad smile flashed again.
She realized what she had done, and quickly withdrew her hand.
In her eyes, he is a beast of a flood. He sneered, tightened the chain in his hand, and watched her bend over in pain.