Chapter 39: If his Shushu is unhappy during the nap, then everything will be...

The girl's cheeks immediately started to feel hot.

While Xiao Yu's words at this moment sounded like a question, they actually did not allow her to refuse at all.

Yan Shu thought that since they had already done something shameful, applying ointment now was not something unacceptable.

So Yan Shu hesitated for a moment and then spoke softly to her.

"Then Your Majesty, please wipe my back."

Yan Shu thought, since she just didn't apply the ointment completely on her back, and since Xiao Yu wanted to apply it, then let him do it.

It would be a waste to not waste the free labor, so as to save yourself from all the effort and still not be able to get it done.

After saying that, the girl stopped being shy, sat on the couch with her back to him, and then she put her bedclothes back and retreated neatly.

The thin silk bed sheet slipped off her shoulders, revealing her back.

Xiao Yu's eyes darkened instantly.

The rich fragrance of gardenia floated in the air, faintly intertwined with the cold scent of snow-covered pine wood.

The fragrance and coldness of the cotton are particularly frightening.

Seeing that the person behind her hadn't made any movement for a long time, Yan Shu couldn't help but call out softly.

"Your Majesty?"

The moment she finished speaking, she felt a cool touch on her back. It was Xiao Yu's fingertips. Then, the smooth ointment was gradually rubbed into her, spreading outward in circles.

It felt a little itchy and a little numb, different from the feeling when she applied it herself or when Qingtao applied it to her.

There seemed to be thin calluses on Xiao Yu's fingertips, which mixed with her delicate skin, causing a slight tingling sensation, but not uncomfortable.

His fingertips were obviously cold, but when he pressed them, Yan Shu felt a burning sensation all over.

Soon, he had smeared all the untouched areas of the back with ointment.

The white ointment was spread out, and the crimson curtains were filled with the rich fragrance of gardenias.

The whispers of cicadas instantly filled the air in the tent with love.

Yan Shu felt that it was almost time and wanted to pull Yi Shang up, but before she could hold one of her shoulders, her embrace suddenly tightened.

In an instant, a slender and strong arm wrapped around her and lifted her up from behind.

And the next moment, a cold feeling fell on Yan Shu's back.

The warm breath sprayed on the accumulation of her nipples, causing the girl to shudder.

It is light and steady at first, and then it is pure and sweet.

A fine and dense tingling sensation spread from the accumulation of pain on the back.

She struggled and resisted with all her strength.

Chun She could only allow Xiao Yu to set her back on fire.

Her upper body was almost naked, and at this moment, Yaozhi was still tightly wrapped in his arms. The scent of snow-covered pine wood clung to her like a ghost.

By the time she was completely taken care of by him, Yan Shu had already turned into a pile of tax.

If her breasts were not still held tightly by him at this moment, Yan Shu would have collapsed on the couch long ago.

But at this moment she could only sigh lightly and choke with all her might.

But Xiao Yu did not let her go. His pure body gradually moved towards Xia, and the thin clover was picked up by him. Finally, he lowered his head and stabilized the dripping vagina.

Suddenly, Chun She paid taxes to farmers without restraint and kept the taxes at will.

Yan Shu could only be forced to stick out her buttocks, and was sent to the climax by his pointed penis again and again.

The girl was out of breath, and there were still traces of tears on her rosy little face.

She wanted to avoid the overwhelming pleasure, but she was restrained by Xiao Yu and could not escape at all.

After a long time, until a trace of satisfaction flashed across Xiao Yu's dark eyes, he relaxed his lips and swallowed those sweet things, then the girl reluctantly lay down.

The bed in Changming Palace was almost twice as big as the one in Baohua Palace. When Yan Shu lay on it, she felt like five or six of her could sleep on it.

It’s a good sleep in the summer. After tossing and turning like this, Yan Shu was already exhausted. Now she just wanted to lie on the couch and take a deep sleep.

But the tent was thick and stained with sweat. The ointment that had been applied was now soaked with sweat, and the fragrance in the tent was extremely rich.

Yan Shu wanted to take a rest, but it was not very realistic.

After all, although she had just taken it off, someone had been holding it in for a long time and was ready to strike.

So before Yan Shu could catch her breath, the wet Mi Tao was slandered by the man behind her with a terrible sword.

Inch by inch, the dense leaves were pushed out, and the instant feeling of fullness made Yan Shu hold a corner of the soft pillow and sob uncontrollably.

A wave of taxation arose, and the farmers were heavily burdened.

The big, bony hand grasped the girl's face and lifted it towards him, its dark eyes now jade-colored.

Yan Shu was sobbing, but her breath was taken away in an instant, and she was forced to taste her own taste deeply.

…

By the time everyone in the tent had gone to bed, it was already Yin time, and the girl, who had been sleepy for a long time, had fallen into a deep sleep.

The young king beside her was half-leaning up, his handsome face slightly lowered, his eyes dark, his gaze fixed on the sleeping girl.

The deep and dark eyes were filled with infatuation.

The joy that was so deep in his bones made his heart still flutter at this moment.

A dense feeling of satisfaction swelled in my heart.

It's like boiling syrup, so sweet that it makes your whole body numb.

He lowered his eyes and gently brushed aside the girl's hair beside her ear with his long fingers. His movements were cautious, as if he was afraid of waking her up.

After what happened just now, Shushu was extremely accommodating to him. She let him chat about everything and her response was always enthusiastic.

This was the kind of joy he and Shushu had never experienced since his identity was exposed at the Paradise Banquet in his previous life.

It was even more wonderful than the sunny event in my memory last night.

Although Xiao Yu didn't know why in this life after his rebirth, his Shushu would be so cooperative and enthusiastic, and even showed some unconscious dependence and coquettishness in front of him.

But the only thing he could be sure of at this moment was that he was greedy for Shushu now, greedy for her sweetness, and greedy for her tenderness.

He doesn't want to let go, never, not even if he dies.

The slender and cold fingertips slid from the girl's forehead to her pink and pure breasts.

His, everything of Shushu, everything is his.

But how could such a good girl like Shushu be treated so harshly by those lowly people?

Xiao Yu's eyes darkened instantly, and a hint of gloom appeared in them.

Anyone who makes his Shushu unhappy must die.

…

It was the Yin hour, and the sun was still shining brightly.

Zhou Tong and Qingtao were both guarding outside Changming Palace at this time, but not approaching the inner palace.

It’s just because Xiao Yu never likes people to serve him closely.

So naturally, no one would risk being executed to eavesdrop while taking a nap with Lady Yan today.

Just when Zhou Tong thought that this long lunch break would not end until dinner time, he never expected that his king would take the initiative to leave the house.

Seeing the tall figure in the black robe, Zhou Tong immediately went to meet him.

"What are your orders, Your Majesty?"

Xiao Yu's face was calm, and he glanced at Qingtao who was guarding the corner.

Seeing this, Qingtao was so frightened that she immediately knelt down and kowtowed.

The young king just spoke lightly.

"Shushu is still taking a nap, remember to serve her well when she wakes up."

Qingtao felt relieved after hearing this and immediately nodded in agreement.

Then Xiao Yu withdrew his gaze and looked at Zhou Tong beside him, with a cold look gradually appearing in his eyes.

"Go to Baohua Palace."

Zhou Tong nodded quickly and immediately asked someone to prepare the sedan chair.

Qingtao, who was guarding outside the palace gate, was shocked when she heard that the king was going to Baohua Palace where the princess lived.

Wasn't her princess resting peacefully here? Why did the king go to Baohua Palace again?

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