[Emperor Chapter 23]

That night when it was rubbed bigger, Jing Chen used his own actions to show Chu Jiao how much he didn’t dislike her butt.

The boy was at the age of vigorous sex, and he would usually maintain the master-servant relationship when he was outside with other people around, but as soon as he returned to his side hall, he couldn’t help but cling to Chu Jiao, holding her hand and hugging her.

Chu Jiao asked him many times not to go too far, because there were so many people coming and going in the palace, and she was worried that the truth would come out. But when she saw the boy’s eyes filled with her, her heart couldn’t help but soften, and she let him do what he wanted.

Forget it, let’s stop the enemy with soldiers and cover the water with earth.

"Mmm... Ah... Master... Don't... Don't bite..."

Two young naked bodies were lying in the tent. One was lying on the bottom with her head buried in the quilt. Muffled moans came from her mouth.

The young man on top of her was holding her slender waist with one hand and her buttocks with the other, licking and biting.

"I like everything about A Jiao..." The boy's fingertips stroked over the marks, his tongue rubbed over them, and his teeth gently ground them, causing the person under him to shudder, "I really want to eat A Jiao whole..."

Chu Jiao felt numb and itchy from his licking and biting, so she moaned and laughed, "Uh... You really think I'm a dumpling..."

"Yes," Jing Chen had enough licking, so he turned the person under him over, buried his head and began to lick her breasts: "You are my little dumpling... From head to toe... From inside to outside... I want to eat it all..."

He sucked the girl's nipples as if he was eating a cherry, sometimes licking, sometimes fiddling, and his hands skillfully kneading the two soft lumps.

"Tsk... Dumpling, why do I feel like it's getting bigger?"

Jing Chen pinched the round breasts again and again, and then realized it.

Chu Jiao glared at him, "How can it not get bigger if you rub it every day!?" This person is really, do you know how hard it is for her to tie the cloth strips every day.

The boy's eyes lit up, so rubbing can make it bigger? He grabbed the girl's hands and covered his lower body with his eyes shining: "Then A Jiao, let me rub it too!"

"Puchi!" Chu Jiao smiled and pinched his hard thing, hitting him cruelly, "Master, a man's thing can't be rubbed big... It's natural..."

Jing Chen's eyes dimmed when he heard it, but he became lively again the next second and spread the girl's legs: "I heard that my father once slept with ten women in one night... I think I won't be bad in the future..."

Chu Jiao narrowed her eyes: "Master, you also want to slept with ten women in one night?"

Jing Chen realized that he had said the wrong thing after a while, and he quickly assured, "No! I just want to do it with you ten times a night..." As he spoke, he slowly inserted his erection into the warm and tender garden, making Chu Jiao unable to pursue his slip of the tongue.

“Oh… ah…slow…slow down…”

“Master…ah…”

“Little dumpling…ah…my little dumpling…oh…so tight…so comfortable…”

“You won’t leave me…right…”

“Well…ah…yes…I won’t leave you…”

The two people who were immersed in lust had never imagined that this oath would soon be broken.