She is simply, simply...
"Jiu...Jiu Ye...too much...too...too bad! You are such a bad man, simply..."
"Well, what then?" Lu Zhenzhi held her little hand and kissed her earlobe: "Miss Fu, have you thought clearly about whose bed you are in..."
As he said that, he pressed the little hand under the quilt hard towards a part of his body!
Fu Tong'er felt the object more clearly. Her blind eyes were so shocked that she wanted to open them right now!
"Liuliuliuliu..." Fu Tong'er still couldn't squeeze out the word "rogue".
"Rogue?" Lu Zhenzhi pressed harder. "You're in my quilt, in my arms, and you're still worried about him. You're quite brave, little girl."
Fu Tong'er closed her eyes tightly, the little hand that was being held down by Jiu Ye with his absolute strength as a man was actually feeling the hardness...
No matter how you try to escape, you can't escape.
At this moment, Jiu Ye's hot and experienced kiss came to her earlobe.
Fu Tong'er hummed slightly...
The kiss slid all the way to her neck...
Lu Zhenzhi looked at Fu Tong'er's slightly moving lips and knew that she had fallen in love again.
The corners of his mouth could not help but rise slightly, and his inky beard moved.
The skin of this eighteen-year-old is really very tender.
When Jiu Ye rescued her, he knew her age and wanted to keep her by his side.
He wasn't an emperor, but he was more powerful than the Emperor of Dayan. He was also a man, and he also liked tender bodies. Coincidentally, this body belonged to the little girl he had rescued three years ago. Coincidentally, she was the daughter of one of the most powerful people in the Dian Kingdom. Coincidentally, he had seen her when she was three years old when he was a teenager.
This is not just about wanting to stay around and play.
Lu Zhenzhi opened his dark eyes and savored the faint fragrance emanating from Fu Tong'er.
Fu Tong'er didn't dare to move, she only felt her ears numb from the kiss.
She couldn't see because her eyes were closed.
This time, she couldn't help but close her eyes because of Jiu Ye's kisses on her ears and neck.
"Master Jiu...don't..." Fu Tong'er's voice softened from the kiss. The little hand that was held down by Master Jiu couldn't help but move, which made Master Jiu feel even more.
He grabbed the little hand from under the quilt and forced it in—
"Master Jiu, I, I, I have a knife wound..."
"If you didn't have a knife wound, how could you be dressed so neatly? Come on, be good, for once..."
…
Half an hour later, Lu Zhenzhi got up under the scarlet blood moonlight, threw off the quilt, changed into a clean pair of pajamas, and went to fetch a basin of clean water and a brocade handkerchief, then sat down on the edge of the bed.
Fu Tong'er closed her eyes, supported herself with her right hand and dared not move.
Lu Zhenzhi put her little hands into the basin, washed them, picked them up, let her smell them, and said, "My daughters."
Fu Tong'er almost vomited when she heard it.
Lu Zhenzhi smiled faintly, rubbed the soap nuts for her again, changed the water, and washed his hands again. This time, he put flower petals in it.
"I don't want a daughter. I like sons. Jiu Ye wants a daughter. Find a way to have one yourself."
Lu Zhenzhi was wiping her hands when he heard this and paused: "If your first child is a son, we will prepare for a second one. If your second child is also a son..."
"What?!" Fu Tong'er asked fiercely. "If you dare to marry another demon, I'll let my son beat you!"
Lu Zhenzhi snorted coldly, put down Fu Tong'er's clean hands, turned around, put the basin and towel aside, and said, "If my son hits me, I will make him kneel in the royal ancestral temple for seven days and eight nights."
After saying this, he calmly got on the bed, turned sideways and hugged Fu Tong'er's still flat body: "If you give birth to a little girl, I will love you even more..."
Fu Tong'er didn't believe it: "You are a prince, with so much money and a title to inherit. I don't believe you don't like a son. Besides, compared to a son, well, I would rather have a son than Jiu Ye. If I give birth to a son, it would basically be okay, getting rid of the father and keeping the son... What are you doing!"
Before she could finish her words, Jiu Ye sealed her lips.
"Get rid of the father and keep the son? Hmm?" Lu Zhenzhi kissed her punitively, "Are you planning to kick me out as soon as you get pregnant?"
Fu Tong'er was suffocated by the kiss and her body could not help but move.
"Hiss..." The wound on the abdomen suddenly hurt!
Lu Zhenzhi stroked Fu Tong'er's lips: "If you keep talking nonsense, I will be like this now, kissing you but not giving it to you."
Fu Tong'er pouted, feeling completely controlled by this old man: "I know."
"Wait until you have a son before you take revenge on me?" Lu Zhenzhi asked softly as he looked at her biting her lips in dissatisfaction.
Fu Tong'er was startled and asked with her eyes closed: "How did you know?"
Lu Zhenzhi came over and continued to lie on his side, patting her shoulder to soothe her to sleep: "Oh, if you really give birth to a son, I will definitely discipline him strictly."
The faint light of the blood moon diffused in. Lu Zhenzhi looked in the direction of the side hall under the blood moon, but there was no movement. He didn't know what had happened to Youyi.
Blood moon is always a weird thing.
The thousand-year-old dragon tomb underground in the Ghost Market is already filled with miasma.
At Luange Waterside Residence, red lanterns made of corpse oil were hung one after another.
However, there were no red lanterns hanging in the temples below the blood moon.
Therefore, the clouds are thick.
Closest to the ground of the tomb is the stone statue of the Ghost Emperor Achi Shura King, which has now been destroyed by You Yi.
Then there is the "Gate of Hell" gate leading to the stone statue temple of the Holy Maiden above.
Going up the steps, outside the stone statue of the saint, the miasma became even thicker, so thick that you couldn't even see the entrance opposite when you stretched your hand out!
Inside the cave...
Like a possessed man, You Yi held the Dragon Slaying Sword in his hand and sneered at the shattered stone statue of the Saint in the crystal coffin: "The Cave of Ten Thousand Demons."
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