Chapter 119: Enough, isn't it?

"I said God Ge Ming, you are hiding here for a long time and drink" male fragrance "!" Mo Qingli held an empty wine bottle in front of Ge Yiming and said.
A touch of bright red gradually climbed into Ge Yiming's face, "I want you to control."
"Yo ye." Mo Qingli raised her eyebrows, flung the empty wine bottle, then leaped forward, holding Ge Yiming's waist and limbs are just a few rotations, and moonlight poured on the ink-like hair Ink dyed pupils looked at Ge Yiming with a clear smile, making Ge Yiming's face more and more red, as if it were stained with paint.
"You are the Prime Minister of the Palace, why can't the Palace control it? Um? You tell the Palace to hear." Mo Qingli's eyes narrowed slightly, her lips stopped at an inch away from Ge Yi's lip, warm breath Gently brushing Ge Yiming's cheek, his heart trembled with this breath.
Ge Minming gently pursed his lips, and then blushed and glanced his head aside. He said, "Mo Qingli, you ... don't forget, we ... we are not real husband and wife."
"Oh?" The smile on Mo Qingli's face grew deeper. Somehow, she liked such a shy Ge Yuming. She teased, "Well, how about we become formal couples tonight, how?"
With that, one hand gradually leaned into Ge Yiming's clothes.
With a bang, Ge Yiming's legs were soft and fell to the ground, while Mo Qingli was forced by Ge Yiming's power to the ground. Then Mo Qingli took advantage of the situation, pressed ,,, On Ge Yiming's body.
"I said Xianggong, even if you think, don't be so anxious?" Mo Qingli said with a smile on her lips.
"You you you ... I, I, I ..." Ge Yiming's blush almost bleed, and his speech suddenly became unfavorable.
Mo Qingli suddenly felt that her, two, tui, was blocked by a hard object, and of course she knew what it was. Originally holding the heart of tune, drama, and Ge Yiming became embarrassed.
She suddenly stood up, but unexpectedly her waist was tightly held by a thick and powerful hand, because of the rebound of the force, Mo Qingli's entire body, body, ti, suddenly and Ge Yiming closer.
"Cough ..." Not only Ge Geming's face was flushed, but even Mo Qingli's face was fainted into a touch of blush, "Well, this palace ... don't tease you."
"Is that what you want to say if you don't make fun?" Ge Yiming's voice was thick and heavy beside Mo Qingli's ears, and it was against Mo Qingli, two, tui, hard, It swelled and became bigger and bigger, and Mo Qingli opened his eyes in amazement, staring at Ge Yanming.
"What do you ... want to do?" Mo Qingli watched Ge Yanming getting closer and closer to him, magnified his face, and swallowed a sip of water.
What's wrong, obviously it's just that he tunes and plays him! Why on the contrary he became tuned and played by him.
Ge Yan smiled smirkly, and in the moonlight, there was a faint smile on his eyebrows, and he said, "Do something between husband and wife."
As he said, he grabbed Mo Qingli's hand, then put her small hand into his clothes, clothes, and inside, and then gradually lowered.
Mo Qingli wanted to shrink back, but was tightly grasped by Ge Yiming, and she could not resist.
I really don't know where he came from so much effort.
Suddenly, a hot object, clinging to Mo Qingli's hand, burned so much that Mo Qingli could not help but wince.
Then, Ge Yiming's slightly confused voice sounded in Mo Qingli's ear, "Li ... hold it, it."
"Hee ..." Mo Qingli blushed more and more. She buried her face tightly in Ge Xingming's x / iong, front, and whispered: "Can you hold it?"
"Hehe ..." Ge Yanming, who heard the words, laughed softly. "That's not okay. It's for Lili, but now it's hard and tough! I can't control it."
After the sound fell, Ge Yiming once again held Mo Qingli's hand, and gently placed her hand on her existing, swollen, large object.
Mo Qingli bit her lower lip, and her hands involuntarily covered her, while Ge Yiming's hands were covered by Mo Qingli's hands, and Mo Qingli's hands moved up and down.
Feeling that the object in his hand seemed to be getting bigger and bigger, Mo Qingli whispered, "Enough, is it enough?"
"What do you think?" Ge Yiming asked back, but before Mo Qingli's reply, Ge Yiming's warm and moist lips covered Mo Qingli's cherry lips, allowing (sucking) repeatedly.
The other hand gradually left Mo Qingli's waist and limbs, freeing to the front, gradually unfastening her clothes, her hand slipped into it, and her hands, touching the plump, tall, ba, two peaks, gently Knead, pinch, hold.
Mo Qingli couldn't help, groaned, groaned, because of this sound, Mo Qingli clearly felt that the object in her hand was about to break, her palm.
Uncontrollable!
Ge Yiming's breath became more and more urgent, and his kisses were printed on the skin like ink and glaze like rain.
Every place is marked with a unique mark belonging to Ge Yiming.
Then his hand gradually descended, exploring, entering, and the forest of Mo Qingli, moisturizing and moisturizing Ge Yuming's fingers. Then, Mo Qingli felt that his place was hidden by a hard object. .
The moonlight wafts and the stars are the testimony of their union at this moment.
After a cloud and rain, the two entered the house one after the other, but ran into Yue Yao, who was preparing to go out.
"Princess, slaves are looking for you everywhere. Where did you go at night?" Yue Yao quickly asked.
The flushing on his face had not faded yet, and Mo Qingli pulled the corners of his mouth a bit awkwardly, "Cough ... I go out and turn around, then, I'll go to bed first. You should also rest early."
After all, it quickly disappeared into the sight of everyone. Leaving a doubtful face, Yao Yao and Ge Yiming who have been smiling since the beginning.
Yue Yao looked at Mo Qingli's back, and looked at Ge Yiming, who had been leaving with a smile, muttered, "What's wrong with this. Mysterious."
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It is strange that Li Jing knew that the news that Yu Ge was taken away did not respond at all, and even General Li's husband was not as fierce as before.
For this reason, people have been talking about it, but over time, this incident has gradually dissipated in the long river of history.
When everyone thought that the matter would not be over, there was news that the army of the Xiaoyao dynasty attacked.
The news that Mo Qingyu was not dead is no secret. Mo Qingli also knows why when she first arrived here, the people saw why she looked hostile.
It turned out that the long-term war has long made the people here boring, and over time, they naturally resent the Queen. The presence of Mo Qingyu didn't let them hope, but Mo Qingyu did repel the enemy several times for them.
No matter how Mo Qingyu did it, at least for a long time here in Mo Qingyu, no enemy army has ever committed it. Therefore, the people here really respect and respect Mo Qingyu.
Mo Qingli is Mo Qingyu's deadly opponent. Naturally, people will not give Mo Qingli a good look.
However, Mo Qingli didn't care. She doesn't care how she feels other than who she cares about.
For some reason, whenever Mo Qingli sends someone back to the Mo Tian Dynasty, the person disappears for no reason. 】
Over time, Mo Qingli stopped sending people back to the Mo Tian Dynasty.
The news of the Xiaoyao dynasty plagued the whole city again, and the people kneeled in front of Moqyuyu Mansion, asking Moqyu to save them.
After hearing the news, Mo Qingli just smiled and continued to play chess with Li Jing.
Recently, she was really fascinated by this human game. The chess game seemed to contain all kinds of human beings. If she took a wrong step, she might lose all.
"Princess, you lost." The opposite Li Jing raised a smile of victory.
"General Li is good at chess, and this palace worships." Mo Qingli praised.
Li Jing laughed: "The princess has given in. In fact, the princess can make such rapid progress in this short period of time. It really makes the old man sigh with admiration! Presumably in time, the princess will be able to surpass the old body.
"But then again, when the princess just heard the news of the imperial dynasty, she was a little nervous, and she might as well tell the old one."
Mo Qingli smiled and praised: "General Li has good eyesight."
Said Mo Qingli gradually stood up, put his hands behind him, his eyes narrowed, looking at the distance, the blue sky was clear and cloudless, and occasionally one or two birds passed by. Everything is picturesque.
"The time is almost up." Mo Qingli spit out gently.
Li Jingmeng, who had heard the words, stood up and knocked over the chessboard accidentally, but the two didn't care. Her face changed and her lips looked a little stingy. "Gong, the princess means ..."
Mo Qingli raised his mouth and nodded, "Yes, Huo Xiang's revenge, soon, soon."
She turned to look at Li Jing, who was in tears, and whispered, "Just, I hope General Li can endure for a while."
"I know, I know." Li Jing wiped the tears in the corner of her eyes.
Everyone was in the cloud, and she was so affectionate that she didn't even care about the death of her own daughter. But God knows how uncomfortable her heart is, but for the sake of the overall situation and the fortune of the Motian dynasty, she endured the feud of murder.
Even his husband did not disclose half points, for which he had a cold war with him for a long time.
But now, the time is coming. All patience is worth it.
Li Jing looked at Mo Qingli, who was wearing a golden garment with tears in her eyes, and her long hair fluttered gently in the wind like a cloud of smoke. A golden halo enveloped her.
Li Jing quickly rubbed her eyes, but the halo disappeared again.
Xu was so excited that he was wrong.