100 Ways to Get the Male God - Chapter 1339
[Chapter 1339 The Royal Sister Wants to Hug (56)]
The young man approached slowly with a smile, his eyes were as clear as ripe grapes, his eyes were soft in the dark color, and a white hand rested on the edge of the bed, leaning down lazily and gracefully like a cat.
However, Yu Chu ignored the boundless beauty so close, stretched out his hand to separate him, looked into each other’s eyes, and said seriously: “Xiao Huai, you are not yet eighteen years old.”
Jing Huai narrowed his eyes and seemed a little confused, and said in a low voice, “Prince Sixteen already has a concubine.”
“Have a concubine?” Yu Chu suddenly thought of the promise that the prince made to her affectionately that day, and couldn’t help sneering, “There has been a concubine long ago, but he still said that he would only marry me one in his life… Really hypocritical.”
Before he finished speaking, the well-behaved little milk cat in front of him had his eyes darkened, grabbed her wrist and directly threw him down, squinting his eyes while supporting her, his thin lips curved, and said in a low voice, “Oh? Are you sorry?”
“No!” Yu Chu said quickly.
The other party has already leaned over, her lips with an insignificant coldness, bit her lower lip, and the soft lips pressed against each other. His fingers lightly undid her belt.
When the warm fingertips touched the skin around his waist, Yu Chu suddenly came back to his senses and grabbed his fingertips.
Seventeen watched her quietly for a few seconds.
“This is the wedding night, Huang Si…” He suddenly softened his voice pitifully, his beautiful clear eyes blinked, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and he said extremely aggrieved, “On the wedding night, won’t you let me touch it? ?”
As he said in a low voice, his fingertips touched the girl’s waist, his attitude was indifferent, but he was very bewitching.
Clearly deliberately coquettish. And his face is too beautiful, and the deliberate softness is even more irresistible.
Yu Chu sighed, touched his fair face, and said innocently: “The days to come are still long. Today, Huangjie just wants to chat with you, Xiao Huai.”
She shrank into the bed and patted the seat beside her with a smile, “Come on, Xiao Huai, come and sleep.”
The boy stared at her silently for a while.
He was not fascinated by the appearance of the emperor, but he couldn’t resist her eyes.
As soon as those eyes came over… she always felt that she should agree to any request.
Seventeen finally sighed helplessly, and lay down obediently. He was obviously two years younger than the girl, but there was a doting tenderness in the cold and beautiful silhouette.
He hugged the imperial sister’s waist and rested his head on her shoulders, feeling very strange in his heart – there were no thoughts of ambiguity or desire, only a sense of peace of mind.
This person is too precious to him, so he finally got married and went home. The first thing he did was not want to touch him, but to hug him carefully, and he only felt calm and stable in his heart.
As for touching…
Seventeen felt the imperial elder sister’s hand gently patted him, and a dull light flickered in his beautiful eyes.
Come to Japan for a long time.
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History says:
Since the marriage of the two states, the border has been peaceful and there has been no war. Great countries trade, open ports, and people live and work in peace and contentment. It is a peaceful and prosperous age. Later generations praised his merits and named Jiang Ge at the junction of the two countries: Chu Huai. The Chuhuai River runs through the two sides, like a god blessing the north and south of the Great River, and the people are grateful for its kindness from generation to generation.
There are often storytellers in the teahouse, and they describe the grand occasion eloquently: “The Seventeenth Highness is really amazing. Later, he supported a little prince to ascend the throne, and personally chose the civil servants and military officials to assist in the future…”
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