Pan Shu leaned back slightly, her eyes blurred as she whispered, "...Brother."
Emperor Shijun held the back of her head with his other big hand, pressed her closer, and began to take the initiative without any instruction.
He gently absorbed the sweetness from her lips.
Eat away at it bit by bit, and you will get to know the taste.
The love that was dormant in my heart broke out again, bringing with it an endless itch and growing wildly.
The cage of reason was completely torn apart.
——He wants to be a prisoner of the crime.
But he can't.
When his absurd mind completely lost, he gently let her go. The girl seemed tired and leaned lazily on his chest, muttering softly, "Brother is so fierce."
"……Um."
Emperor Shijun gently closed his eyes.
"Who taught you that?" He stroked her hair gently with a complicated expression.
"Oh, I read it in a book."
"What book?"
"Yes."
Pan Shu took out an old book from her arms, and the three big words on the book almost made Emperor Shijun lose his composure on the spot!
——Erotic painting.
"Where did it come from?" His voice was a little hoarse, as if he was suppressing his lust.
"I found it in the mountains."
She licked her lips and said, "It feels so good, brother."
She knows nothing, so she is frank and straightforward.
Yet, her explicit and unconcealed words caused Emperor Shijun to react awkwardly...
"Brother, you're so hard here, it hurts me so much." She murmured softly like a little kitten.
Emperor Shijun silently hugged her tightly, his lips gently touching her cold earlobe, "Be good, let me hold you for a while."
His cold, pale hand with protruding wrist bones gently rubbed Banshu's small earlobe.
It seems like he is playing with some exquisite little gadget.
After a while, he pretended to ask casually, "Who caused the wound on your chest?"
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