The Su Jinpa at this moment is so beautiful that it makes people tremble.

Li Chen raised his hand, grabbed Su Jinpa's wrist, pulled her in front of him, and the two stood close to each other.

Su Jinpa bravely raised his head to greet Li Chen's gaze.

The dim candlelight made the outlines of the facial features of the two more soft and hazy, but the flashing eyes seemed to be hidden in them, and they wanted to say but stopped.

Li Chen raised his hand and twisted his hair to the back of Su Jinpa, and whispered: "In the past, it was always difficult to understand what kind of beauty knees could make the king pillow and then he didn't go to court early since then, but now he understands it."

Su Jinpa's snow-white teeth lightly bit her bright red lower lip, and the white and red are reflected in the dim light, forming a thrilling beauty.

"Does your husband say that your concubines will harm the country and the people?"

Li Chen smiled and said, "If this is the case, I will admit it, and I am willing to be harmed by you."

Su Jinpa felt that her heart was about to jump out of her chest. At this moment, she had exhausted all her courage just by looking at Li Chen.

But she still plucked up the last little courage and said, "What are you waiting for now?"

These words made Li Chen's eyes suddenly shine.

Su Jinpa's proactive love affair gave Li Chen an unprecedented novel experience.

Among so many women around, Su Jinpa is the most special one.

She has received education from three obediences and four virtues since she was a child. She is clearly the most orthodox feudal woman, a model among ladies of a family. Even if she has her own view of love and beautiful fantasies, she will eventually succumb to the secular world and father's destiny.

But her inner breathing was never faded and compromised.

She had already given up her unrealistic dream, but at this moment, she had the courage to take the initiative to ask for a love interest.

Li Chen felt that his blood was dry all over his body.

He picked up Su Jinpa in the waist and strode towards the bed amid the latter's screams.

"Don't bid farewell to the old and welcome the new, on this first day of the New Year, we do the most meaningful thing in our life."

Su Jinpa was thrown on the soft bed by Li Chen, and his hair was spread out like a black waterfall. Su Jinpa looked at Li Chen on his body, his eyes were blurred, and he stretched out his hand to hug Li Chen's neck, and said tremblingly: "Please be pity for your husband..."

When spring comes, flowers are colored, the willow waist is swayed, the flower heart is gently removed, and the peony is blooming.

But when dipped in some numbness, the fish and water were harmonious, and the tender stamens were fragrant butterflies were free to pick them.

Half-supported, half-satisfied, and loved, looking at the fragrant cheeks with a sandalwood mouth.

The flower heart of Su Jinpa was gently removed, and Li Chen was exposed to her passionate blood with the dew drops of peonies. At the same time, the poem that popped up in her heart instantly had only one thought.

The sages are really good at playing!

After a while, Su Jinpa's eyebrows frowned slightly, and a hint of sorrow rose in the pink face. Sandang squeezed a soft hum that could not bear the pain. Then a pair of slender arms had climbed onto Li Chen's arm, and his fingernails were buckled into Li Chen's arm's skin. Su Jinpa could feel the cracking and feeling of being opened from the inside out of his body.

The indescribable soreness and swelling that I had never experienced before made Su Jinpa's consciousness blur.

Is this the feeling of that?

How does he feel?

Men and women must be different.

I heard that men will feel comfortable...
Chapter completed!