MTL - Gratifying the Royal Family-Chapter 15 : Mind and Possession

When Xu Mowen looked, he saw a man in a red coat not far from the blood. If Yunfu is a snow-capped lotus, this person is a poppy, enchanting and beautiful, making women feel ashamed.

A piece of green silk is not scattered behind, as smooth and supple as the good silk, a pair of eye-catching brooches, and the corners of the eyes are slightly raised, adding a bit of charming and charming, the smile is light and captivating.

The **** in Thailand is beautiful, but it is definitely a heaven and earth compared to this person.

Xu Mo secretly wondered whether it was natural and pollution-free in ancient times, and the people who grew up were also beautiful.

The key is his cousin Rufeng, so he will only be Lu Xiyan, the son of An Wang.

Xu Mo had never seen him before, but he was familiar with it. It was rumored that he inherited the title and moved away from the An Wang Mansion. He did not enter the DPRK as an official, but started a business.

Scholars, farmers, and businessmen are the last ones. On the one hand, the aristocracy of the family is ashamed of their selfishness, and has to hold him because this man is doing too much business. The building is also a property under its name.

It's not surprising that Ji Rufeng saw him here, after all, his cousin likes to spend time here. So I introduced them to them.

It is better to meet by chance, and the two went to Lu Xiyan's elegant room.

As the host, Lu Xiyan naturally brought out the best dishes here.

The elegant furnishings are simple, yet gorgeous, and very personal, obviously designed for one person. The floor was covered with magnificent tiger skin, soft and soft, and very comfortable to step on. In front of the Nanmu dining table is a large stove, and the scent of cigarettes such as scented orchids continually rises and rises, scattered everywhere in the room.

After hearing the glazed bead curtain before the chopsticks were played, someone touched the harp, and the fingertips fluctuated and fluctuated, either fictitious or solid, with fickleness, like the quiet and dripping spring, clear and empty, refreshing.

After Xu Mo came here, she only attended the palace banquet once, that is, the welcoming banquet hosted by her emperor. It is needless to say that rich and extravagant, silk bamboo is also pleasant, but not so free and clean.

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Ji Rufeng clipped a chopsticks and treasured chicken to her bowl, with a flat tone: "It wasn't like I had to eat yesterday, just look full."

Xu Mo shook her head and raised her chopsticks, "No, I just didn't expect this woman to have such a state of mind."

"Women" heard the words, and the charming man smiled fascinatingly: "Wen Song, come out and meet our princess, she seems to be interested in you."

Ji Rufeng had a smile on his calm face.

Xu Mo is puzzled. Is she wrong?

For a moment, the glazed bead curtain was opened, and the bead collided to make a rattling sound, very crisp.

Xu Mo pursed her lips and looked at a man in a plain gown with handsome looks. She was not prominent among the beautiful men she had ever seen, but her clear and harmless temperament was rare.

"Sing the song and meet the princess." The man bowed and bowed as he said.

Xu Mo thought of herself as a woman, forgetting that most of the women in this era are pampered, but the piano skill is not easy to appear to others, and some awkwardly shouted: "Heard of the song, don't be polite. Xu Mo just now Crazy words, I hope the son will not mind. "

Wen Ge repeatedly said he didn't dare to be.

Afterwards, the three greeted the drink while Xu Mo ate quietly.

Suddenly, his gaze paused somewhere, and his gaze stalemate there.

Ji Rufeng sensitively noticed his wife's wrong, and quickly asked: "What's wrong?"

The other two also looked at this side.

"Violin, how can there be a violin here?" Xu Mo pointed at the violin hanging on the wall and never cared about the etiquette again.

At this moment she lost her mind, her body trembling a little.

"Princess, this is not a violin, this is Vihorin." Lu Xiyan on the side explained.

Vihorin

"Violin!"

"Yes, princess, you know" Lu Xiyan was shocked. This was bought by him from a foreign merchant. The sound of this stuff was extremely moving. He just kept on being heard when he heard the famous song of the piano. Place it here.

"Where are you from?" Xu Mo was so excited, maybe she could find a way to go home, or someone might come across.

"I heard that this is an alien musical instrument. When I bought it, did the princess play it?" Lu Xiyan answered, but he was more interested in the last sentence.

When Xu Mo heard it, she was slightly lost. It seemed that this was just bought from a foreigner, not a symbol of modernity.

Wen Ge Ai Qin became obsessed. I have long heard my friends describe vividly how nice the tune played by this weird thing. Today I heard someone might pull it out, naturally I don't want to let it go.

Then he got up and bowed to Xu Mo: "Princess, if you can play, can you play a song, if it is as pleasant as Jiutian Xianle, I would like to care for the princess every day."

Xu Mo knew that people's pursuit of hobbies was crazy, but he didn't know that they would reach such a point, and quickly responded with rituals and yelled, "Where is the protagonist, Xu Mo is half-knowledgeable, and he is ugly."

Wen Ge saw her agree, and thanked her quickly, quickly left the dining table, took off the violin and gave it to her.

Xu Mo took it around the dining table, walked to Yajian Central Station, and made a string.

The bright and cheerful tunes sounded, with the mellow peculiarity of the violin as pleasant as the yellow chant.

The three looked different, but focused on one person.

Suddenly the music slowed down, and the girl's movements were soft and lingering, and the piano voice became affectionate, with an intermittent tone, which seemed to be a girl's peculiar shyness and utterance.

When Lu Xiyan heard it, she felt boring, and the woman was just a mellow tone. Although the sound is pleasing, it is not easy to play, but the mood is average.

Wen Ge looked at the woman on the opposite side, but felt that it was more than that.

Suddenly, the rhythm became grim and the tone was dark. There seemed to be darkness and brutality. The sound of the piano with grief and consternation was still lingering and painful, like crying, but a little more resistance and tenacity. It's like overlooking the world from the sky, clearing the clouds, long and distant ...

After Xu Mola finished the tune, she handed the violin to Wenge.

When Wen Ge took over, his eyes were faintly excited: "Dare to ask the princess the name of the song."

"Liang Zhu." Xu Mo answered.

"Liang Zhu" is a beautiful song, but he has never heard it. Is it the princess?

Xu Mo looked at the respect in his eyes and said quickly: "This is made by a hermit master. I accidentally heard it and remembered that I found out that this song is especially suitable for violin and tried it."

"What's the reason for this title?" Lu Xiyan, who was silent, asked.

"This tune was created by a love legend."

"Oh! Ask the princess, too."

"It is said that a woman named Zhu Yingtai, a woman dressed as a man, went to school and fell in love with Liang Shanbo on the same bed ... Afterwards, a thunder broke through the grave, and a butterfly flew out of it, and Zhu Yingtai also turned into a Butterflies, two lingers fly to the sky. "

Lu Xiyan was listening to the story, although it was beautiful, but he was a little puzzled, and asked: "Since both Ma Wencai and Liang Shanbo liked Zhu Yingtai to marry her together, she wouldn't be finished, so why should there be so much trouble?"

Hearing Xu Mo's lips, he said, "That's because a woman can only marry a husband. If the two would ..."

"Mo'er!" Ji Rufeng, who had been silent, uttered a voice with a slight tone.

Xu Mo stared at him blankly, seeing he shook his head, puzzled, goodbye to the other two, suddenly realized that this is the system of mutual wives, and here she talked about martyrs not marrying two husbands, which is different from slang words. , Quickly snoring and no longer speak.

When the couple returned to the house, Ji Rufeng also told her not to read such legends again. However, Ji Rufeng didn't expect that his little wife could get along well with his cousin who had never seen women in his eyes.

He was busy again for a few days. This season, the wind turned down, and several adults wanted to pull him out for tea and chat, but he declined. After six days, how could he be delayed by a bunch of men and rushed home in a sedan chair.

Xu Mo was waiting for him to come back for lunch, and when he heard the slave come in, he told people to spread the meal.

Ji Rufeng stepped into the back room and saw his wife sitting side by side with a shallow smile, but extremely embarrassing. Now that he is at lunchtime, he can only suppress his desire.

After the two had taken a meal, Xu Mo was used to taking a lunch break. When he saw the dark eyes of the man, with the light of emotion, like a ready-to-go wolf, he knew that his good leisure time was over.

The red account trembled violently, and there was a woman's coquettishness and a man's rough breath alternately lingering.

The prostitution of the day made Xu Mo feel ashamed and afraid to speak, but also more sensitive. Ji Rufeng tolerated for many days, without any foreplay, sent the giant impatiently into the tight Jiaohua, heard her sobbing, just kissed comfortably, and quickly moved. The strong waist and abdomen moved back and forth like a motor, which was astonishing. The thin martyrdom made spring water linger with this fierce toss.

"Ah ... slow ... stop, stop ..." Xu Mo was struck by him incomprehensible, and his body followed the ups and downs, beyond his control.

Ji Rufeng didn't have any room to insert the last root, and every time he hit the tender meat on the inside, he just stopped. Speaking out in depth, withdrawing a little bit at a time, followed by a more powerful thrust.

"If ... wind ... slow ... slow ... um ..." The girl was convulsed by the fierce sprint, and suddenly the man withdrew, turning her around when she was empty, full of panic, but only I can let that person raise his hips, kneel on his knees and separate his legs. The choked flower passage has not fully adapted to the feeling of being invaded by foreign objects, let alone a powerful giant like this, and it is not straight and gentle. Insert the deepest. The raging pain and pleasure are intertwined and become the best catalyst for lust.

The inner wall of the girl's continual contraction during the **** was stretched to the extreme by the giant body in her body, and the smooth abdomen was faintly visible as the terrifying horror was shuttled. Each time after the climax, he sucked the man's desire fiercely, giving him bursts of exhilaration.

"Mor ... Mine ... Mur ..." Ji Rufeng kept calling her, and only in bed could he let his inner desire to rise madly.

He snorted and lowered his head and took a sigh of relief. The lower body was thrusting fiercely, and the place where the petals were filled with the love fluid of two people rattled.

Finally, after a heavy and deep impact, shot all his heat into her body.

Poor Xu Mo was stunned when he hit his eyes directly, and his body continued to twitch and tremble.

Ji Rufeng pulled out his brother, watching the person unconsciously lethargic, and felt a little guilty. Her skin was snowy, but she was also easily injured. Every time she could not help leaving traces of love, she faded for a long time Not going, made him feel like he was abusing her, but he couldn't help himself.

That day, she said that when a woman can only marry a husband, he felt a little impulse in his heart. He wanted to come up with such a system and take her as his own, but he could only think about it. As a positive husband, he even told her that there must be seven husbands, but if there were six more people, there would be fewer monks and less porridge, and they would have fewer days together. For the first time in his life, the right-hand man who loved the country and the people also resented the payment of the wife.

The woman didn't know at this moment, the white sticky inside the thigh slowly slipped on the mattress.

The man sighed, found a clean serpentine, wiped off all the dirt, and looked at the bright, reddish petals, and a heat flow quickly flowed down his abdomen. If she had fallen asleep in the past, he would let her take a good rest, but today he just wants to possess her, time and time again.

Thinking, the man slowly digs his avatar into the tight path again ...

Xu Mo woke up again at dusk, and the drooping sun spread out an inch through the gauze on the bed. The handsome and beautiful man was asleep, his face was sharp, but his eyebrows were locked, and there seemed to be troubles entangled in her. As soon as he reached for his hand to smooth him, his body moved, a soreness came, and his whole body seemed to be crushed, even for the first time.

The girl screamed, let the man wake up leisurely, and quickly stood up to ask her why.

Xu Mo was aggrieved, muttering, "It hurts, it hurts all over."

Ji Rufeng hugged her and coaxed, and pressed her to relax. He did overdo it today, and by the time she calmed down, her tenderness had been hurt by his shame.

The eyes were getting darker and darker, and the man took a deep breath. He couldn't do this anymore.

Xu Mo naturally didn't know that she had always been soft and sullen, and she did not lose her temper. By the time the man's decision was known, the man was thousands of miles away.

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