Chapter 6

The rise of the soft and cowardly imperial sister (6) H

　　"Tonight, you can't escape." After speaking, he immediately lowered his head and kissed her little mouth accurately, his tongue arbitrarily invaded the mouth and intertwined with her little tongue. Even sucking hard in dissatisfaction.

　　Zhou Min shook his head vigorously to free his lips, and kept twisting his body trying to escape his control, but no matter how she resisted, he still held her firmly.

　　She was dizzy and dizzy by his kiss, and gradually gave up the struggle, mainly because Zhou Min, who had never experienced this, had already had a cloud of mud in her mind, and took the opportunity to threaten her to warn her that if the male protagonist does not have sex, he will die. The hero dies, the story is over! She died...

　　Seeing that she was struggling less and less, Lan Ziyu couldn't help but let go of her strength, put her weak catkin around his shoulder, and caressed the swelling of his cock with both hands. Jiaofu, from her thigh all the way up, her right hand came to her tight buttocks, squeezing her female secluded place against his swollen lower body, rubbing enthusiastically, while her left hand was already ravaged from her graceful neck. Reached into the corner of the wrinkled apron, directly grasped the abundance of the soft cotton, and kneaded it vigorously, squeezing the breasts into deformation.

　　She couldn't think anymore, her whole body was as hot as in a fire, unable to resist his madness and fierceness, she could only hold on to the thick shoulders that were still worn under the black monarch's robe except for the slight wrinkles with both hands. Lan Ziyu licked her flower-like lips, then licked down and kissed her white neck, and sucked hard from time to time, leaving hickeys after another.

　　He was already dissatisfied with this kind of action. He picked her up and pressed her between the pillar and his body, and pulled off the scattered skirt and the only coverall on his body-the bellyband. He knew that she was in good shape, but he stripped her off. Lan Ziyu couldn't help but squinted his eyes, and the plump upper circle popped out, and a charming milk wave swayed in front of him. He couldn't bear the temptation and groaned, then bowed his head and kissed directly. Snow white breasts.

　　He gulped her breasts, biting on the red vermilion fruit, his lips and tongue kept spinning around the nipple on the breast, until the nipple was sucked and swollen, he didn't want to stop. .

　　Zhou Min was dazed, the swelling and pain in her chest made Zhou Min uncomfortably want to reach out and push away the man who behaved like a man on her body.

　　"The emperor, brother emperor...it hurts, hurts...no, don't... let me go~" she said with difficulty. She was so motivated by him, and the strange warm sensation in her lower body made her feel Hungry and painful.

　　"Don't let go of you...! Okay, I will kill you fiercely..., you lewd slut..." Lan Ziyu deliberately twisted her words and firmly grasped her thighs. Zhui Junpao began to clash in her private parts.

　　"Oh...no...I am not...you, what are you doing? Stop!" Her delicate body swayed up and down with his impact.

　　Lan Ziyu ignored her resistance and invaded her private parts more vigorously. Although Zhou Min was already naked, Lan Ziyu was still dressed neatly. Both of them were covered by clothing, but his fiery firmness seemed fast. Rhythmically rushing into a flower hole.

　　"Ah---No, please..." The first taste of lust, she couldn't resist such fierce love at all. She was afraid that she would not be able to control it, and responded to his fierce request, although she has become an antidote. Prepare, but this does not make her feel at ease to do the antidote.

　　"Bitch..." He hugged her tightly.

　　Lan Ziyu pressed hard, pushing up into the tender place, her lips covering the red and swollen mouth, forcing her tongue to entangle with him, and eagerly tempting her.

　　"Ah----" It was already unclear who moaned, and both of them were tortured by lust.

　　Feeling his rising lust, Lan Ziyu lowered his head fiercely, holding the sharp nipples that was still flashing with his saliva, and biting presumptuously, trying to ease his desire to explode.

　　He caressed her body lovingly, causing Zhou Min to tremble. He slowly stretched his hands into the roots of his legs and slowly raised them, covering the entire bottom of the flower lips, combing through the thickness of her zigzag, firmly covering Put on her lips that have already shed love.

　　He gently separated the two lips with his fingers, took a fingerful of love liquid, and used the slippery liquid to draw circles in her private parts, causing her legs to tremble and weaken, almost unable to stand.

　　"You are soaked, my little baby." Lan Ziyu squeezed the petals contentedly. "Let go... the emperor, you, you can't do this." Zhou Min was afraid that when he woke up, remembering these would kill her with an impulse, so she tried, and her eyes were red and dangerous when she looked in front of her. For him, Zhou Min was worried about his uncontrollable desires, and she felt that she would be tossed miserably.