Chapter 218: Beauty world

Although there is a female portrait, but because she is a superior and respected and superior, she is not motherly, but has a kind of nobility to dare not look straight.
The Prince Edward's response reminded him of the song.
The prince had just won the host for a few days, maybe because he was a high-prince, and maybe because he was a teenager who did n’t understand the men and women's twists and turns. Men and women began to do so.
The host is a good housewife and robbed by hegemony. It is the time of sadness and resentment in his heart. Not to mention cooperation, he never gave a smile to the prince.
Suddenly, Yan Ge was so proactive that Prince Edward was extremely surprised.
The prince in front of her, like a frightened bunny, did not stir up the wolfness of the song, but she had such a bit of pity.
She clasped his neck with her hands and deepened the kiss.
This prince was abolished not long after the host was named a beauty. Since then, he has been imprisoned in the Chu King's palace. He is not only weak, but also obviously weak in controlling power.
Such a male, if it is to rest in another race, there is really no female willing to take care of him.
Yan Ge's thoughts twitched in her heart, but her movements did not stop. She touched his chest with her fingers and slowly moved towards his waist.
His fingertips twitched and ignited, leaving patches of blue marks on the teenager's fair body.
She is like a hunter, applauding the bunny in the suit.
Then in the panicked and tearful eyes of the bunny, they besieged the city.
The sword did not see the blood, but the two people in the city have been fighting, they abandoned the city to surrender.
The tent rolls, and from time to time, the humming hum of the teenager can't be suppressed. The humming sound is like crying for mercy and another invitation.
The palace people waiting at the door listened to this voice, and looked down in shock.
Later, when the boy quits, the boy on the bed was flushing and panting. The delicate appearance looked like a little white flower that had been beaten by the storm.
His eyes were wet with words, and he tried to speak several times, but was unable to make a sound because he was panting.
Yange has got up, put on a robe, and helped him again: "His Royal Highness, it's time to get up."
She looked like she had never been before, and it was not like she had experienced a war.
No, she looked full of energy like a beast that had eaten a meal, and she was lazy and very satisfied.
The host is beautiful, and now it is getting more and more beautiful.
The prince lay on the bed without moving, the flushing on his face faded away, and it gradually became pale again.
His eyes were stunned with words.
Although he held Yan Ge's hand, he did not get up, but said, "Back pain."
Song: "..."
With this small body, she knew that if she was on it, she would definitely risk breaking his waist.
The guilty guilty words busy sitting on the bed and stretched out his hands to rub the Prince's waist: "Does it hurt? If Your Highness does not lie down, let Shaojun rub it for you?"
The prince nodded his head. When he bowed his head, the wet eyes flashed with a complexity not seen in the words.
He probably felt really hurt, lying on the bed nicely and letting Yan Ge's fingers massage on his back.
This little man is because he is pampered, and his skin is fair like sheep fat jade without any impurities.
And because he was sick and sick since he was young, his body was thin without a few flesh, but his bones were not scratched.
Probably because he had a small skeleton, thin shoulders and a thin waist, he did n’t say that the curves of the back were beautiful and sexy, and the lines continued into his hips. Go up.