Hilarious Pampered Consort: Lord I Will Wait for Your Divorce

Chapter 292: Xiu Xiu's Love, Furious 5

Mo Liancheng slightly drew his lips, and the next moment ... passive, became active.

A hot pair of men | women | intimate pictures, staged fiercely in front of everyone.

Although there are many audiences, the protagonist is very devoted and no one is around.

In the study, there was a sudden gasp, and some people didn't seem to be able to react.

Yu Hao and others quickly withdrew.

At this time, Qu Tan'er seemed to deliberately, his hands stretched towards the waist of Mo Liancheng, clasped him, and made the two bodies closer.

"Are you teasing the King?" Merlin City fine-tuned her breath, leaning her head down on her shoulder socket, absorbing her unique scent, and her lips, but not half a moment, lingered on her cheeks, occasionally still Will peck at her tender white neck and ears.

"What's the matter?" Qu Taner's mouth fluttered, and he didn't mind making the atmosphere more ambiguous.

"Haha, it's okay, the king just wanted to tell you, you, success, success, and success." Mo Liancheng sank, his eyes glanced over the startled figure at the door, but he didn't have the mood to bother. And he was lowering his head, smelling the fascinating incense that could not extricate himself, but he no longer wanted to let go.

Doorway.

"Brother Liancheng ..." Mo Fengyang couldn't bear it. He clenched his small hands, his face was completely silent, and after taking a deep breath, he had to walk over, but only stepped out, let Yu Hao stop. .

"Princess Nineteen, please stay away. The lord and the princess are intimate and cannot disturb."

cough!

Qu Taner's breath was not smooth, and he almost let his own saliva suffocate him, he, he, he ... This Yu Hao didn't have to speak so plainly, though, she admitted that she was deliberately intimate with Mo Liancheng, yes Want to be angry at Mo Fengyang, but sadly, she will have a thin face for a moment.

My cheeks felt a little hot for a while, at the base of my ears.

She was about to push Mo Liancheng, "Come on, play enough."

"My King doesn't seem to show anyone."

"You ..." He meant, really?

"Whoever picks up the fire should kill it."

"Woohoo, I regret it." It was over last night, and her waist was still sore.

Merian stretched out two fingers, and coddled a little bitter-faced little bitterly, but also held back the longing, and there was no further wrongdoing.

"Liancheng Brother." Mo Fengyang finally pushed away Yu Hao and took a few steps forward.

Mo Liancheng raised his head slightly, and then shifted the positions of the two of them, let Qu Taner lean in his arms, adjust a comfortable posture, "Feng Yang, say anything directly."

"Liancheng's brother and the eight kings have a good relationship." Mo Fengyang jealous.

"Everyone knows, not surprising."

"Why did Brother Liancheng suddenly say that things have changed? Didn't he ignore the eight kings before? Why is this so close?" Mo Fengyang asked, desperately holding back the anger in his heart.

"Is there any misunderstanding of the previous actions of the king?" Mo Liancheng played with a string of blue silk hanging from Qu Tan'er.

Mo Fengyang's foot was chopped, and even more dissatisfied, he just wanted to say something.

Qu Taner suddenly opened his mouth, and Jiaojiao said in the middle of the city of Merian: "City, I want to eat the preserves in the palace." Someone wants to watch intimate drama, then she let that person see enough.

"Ok."

"I heard that there is a famous restaurant in Beijing. There is a famous dish there, and I want to eat it."

"Well, I'll let someone find it."

(End of this chapter)