Chapter 218: Your Majesty, please respect yourself (23) plus more

The mandarin ducks cross their necks, and the figures are entangled.
This is like an picture.
The emperor's white jade eartips slowly turned red, and he immediately threw out the painting book in his hand and stood up.
It's like an electric shock.
Fu Yue was taken aback, she looked at Yan Qi inexplicably, "What's wrong with you?"
Yan Qi's eyelids twitched, and he hesitated for a while before he hesitatingly asked: "Yu'er, how do you read this kind of book?"
Fu Yue: "???"
She bent down and picked up the picture book, just glanced at it, and the corners of her light-colored lips twitched: "..."
This seems to be secretly given to her by her mother.
I didn't pay attention before.
Now, a little embarrassing.
The inside of the wing suddenly became quiet, so quiet that it was almost audible to hear the needle falling.
But seeing Yan Qi look shyer than her, Fu Yue suddenly stopped embarrassing.
She wanted to molest Britney.
"Your Majesty Yandi, don't tell me, you haven't communicated with personnel yet?"
Fu Yue blinked at him, and the pale eyebrows were vivid.
Yan Qi: "..."
He reached out his hand to his lips and coughed slightly, "I clean myself up."
White ears are all red.
Fu Yue snorted and laughed, then tucked the painting book there into Yan Qi's arms, and patted his shoulder, "If you take it back and study, it will be embarrassing..."
The face of the beautiful emperor turned black.
He pulled the corners of his lips and smiled at Fu Yue, "Do you want to try, but I don't mind being here."
Fu Yue bends her cold black eyes slightly, and then stretches out her hand to undress her belt. Her movements are slow, and then her lips lightly open: "It's a coincidence, I don't mind, my majesty."
Yan Qi: "..."
He is just talking.
Fu Yue quickly took off his outer robe, and only wore a snow-white coat on her body. His crow-colored hair draped down. The hair was supple and of excellent quality.
Black hair, snow skin.
The brows were gentle and pale.
It made people unable to move their eyes, Yan Qi quietly stared at her, the delicate throat on her neck rolled slightly.
He looked away hard.
"Yu'er, don't make trouble."
Fu Yue slowly walked to him, raised his pale and soft hand, and gently stroked Yan Qi's cheek, "Why am I messing around?"
Yan Qi was cruel.
Raising his hand to clasp Fu Yue's waist, turning over and pressing her under her, the two fell on the soft couch, and then lowered their heads and covered her thin red lips.
A tender and lingering kiss.
With a few traces of strength.
...
Snow-white fingers ran across the woman's slender waist, easily unbuttoned the shirt, and slowly poked in.
Fu Yue's dark eyes slowly filled with a thin layer of mist, and the white forehead gradually overflowed with sweat.
She bit her pale lip.
Then he reached out to push Yanqi, and whispered: "I don't..."
Although this person didn't really touch her.
But... it's too much! !
The gentle and beautiful emperor smiled, then slowly shook his head, his thin lips spit out a few words, "Yu'er, you provoked first."
Yan Qi's clothes and crowns were still neat, almost indistinctly messy.
At this moment, there was a knock on the door outside.
A clear male voice sounded.
"Wen Yu, are you there?"
It is the voice of Yanci.
Immediately.
Both Yan Qi and Fu Yue froze in place, and they stared at them with big eyes, but they didn't say anything.
The outside voice rang again, "Are you inside, I... I want to ask you something, okay?"
Fu Yue: "..."
Yan Qi stared directly at her, her delicate eyes a little bit sad.
Whispered: "You let him go."