Chapter 1650: Except Wushan is not a cloud 201

Chapter 1650, except Wushan is not cloud 201
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Yanbian Mo slowly lowered his head and looked at Chaucer's two small hands tightly holding his waist. He looked at her thin fingers and whispered: "How to forgive? You take this king." It’s been a fool for a year.

"I... I didn't..." Chaucer eagerly wanted to explain to him, "I don't want to play His Royal Highness... I just, I always thought that my Highness hated Chaucer... So I dare not tell my Highness..."
When I heard Joe’s words, I laughed coldly.
Chaucer faintly felt that His Royal Highness Prince was really a little angry, and he did not know how to hold him tightly. He said in a hurry, "His Royal Highness, I really know it is wrong... You forgive Chaucer this time. Well, as long as you can forgive Chaucer, you can let Chad do anything..."
Mo Mo quieted for a moment, faintly said: "Do you do anything?"
Joe’s heart tweeted slightly, but still
humble
and said,
Yes...

It was also at that moment that the side that had been inactive had suddenly turned around, and another grabbed Chaucer’s hand, and said nothing to bring Chaucer to his room.
Enter the house and slam the door again.
"His Royal Highness..."
Chaucer just shouted at him and was overwhelmed.
When she refused to put her on the door and kissed her lips, she pulled off her clothes three times and two times, so she put her on the door.
......
Throughout the process, Chaucer never struggled from beginning to end. She even catered to the imperial edict of the Prince. What did she do when she was asked by her Royal Highness, what did she do, and what her name is called by her Highness, she also called.
Probably too much to think about the Highness, even if it was hit hard by him, even if it hurts, the tears have fallen, but he is willing to be crushed by him...
She didn't know if it was permanent, and if she did, she would have been indulging in his love.
Two people don't want to stop, who wants to stop, after a year... Both people have been suffering for a year, and who doesn't want to hold each other, it is best not to separate from then on.
Chaucer couldn’t remember how many times the Prince’s Highness held her in the room. The last two people were lying on the bed. The breath was very hot. He kissed him, and the kiss was not as hot and eager as the beginning. Affectionately slow... is to go down bit by bit...
Chaucer closed his wet eyes slightly, clasped his neck and kissed him again.
She didn't know that it was the first time. Although she was very tired and tired, she didn't know when Prince Edward would stop.
......
Afterwards, Chaucer recalled that she always felt blushing and dying. When she was with her Royal Highness, it seemed that she was not as fierce as this one...
Both of them seem to have forgotten everything, forgetting the fatigue, only knowing that they are sinking between each other's relatives...
The night should be very deep, but when Joe was too tired, there was a prostitute outside the door who was rushing to talk, saying that the baby was crying, it seemed to be hungry, but there was no milk in the house...
At that time, Chaucer was blushing and shy, and groaning with the naked body that was pressed against himself, "I... I forgot to feed my baby..."
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(Nine more finished ~
(End of this chapter)