The Grand Tutor wants to be the Queen every day and is going crazy

The stars in the dark night are like bright gems casually scattered on black velvet, flashing a faint and charming light. The moon hangs high in the sky, casting a cool silver glow and covering the earth with a hazy veil.

Gu Qingluo looked up at the silver moonlight, with a myriad of thoughts in his mind.

She misses modern life a little.

I miss my cell phone, computer, novels, delicious food, and male models.

Miss the endless night life.

In ancient times, people had to go to bed at a certain time and had no plans at night. They would always worry about being killed by an assassin while they were sleeping.

Although Ji Yanchen would sometimes climb through the window and onto her bed with his stuffed animal, she couldn't control herself late at night and was immersed in his masculine temptation.

Shuangshuang fell on the bed and began their endless bitter life. There was no doubt that Ji Yanchen's technique in serving people became more and more sophisticated and he knew more tricks. Like a cunning fox, he released his charm on Shuangshuang and made Shuangshuang unable to stop.

She had been injured these past few days, and he was reluctant to touch her for fear of hurting her.

Alas, what should I do? I don't know why, but her addiction to men comes back again tonight, even stronger than before. If Ji Yanchen is in front of her, she will tie him up without hesitation, throw him on the bed, and touch him all over.

What a pity, Ji Yanchen probably won't come tonight, ah...

Gu Qingluo felt a little sad. He picked up the jar of wine and drank it all in one gulp.

She forgot that she could not drink much and became drunk as soon as she drank a drop of alcohol. She started to act crazy and talk nonsense.

She burped, took another jar, and drank it all in one gulp.

After drinking two bottles of liquor, Gu Qingluo felt dizzy and could barely walk.

Just as she was about to hug Mother Earth, the next moment, a pair of strong arms grabbed her into their arms.

The tip of her slightly red nose rubbed against the warm brocade clothes, and then unexpectedly hit the hard chest in the dark, causing her a little pain.

She touched her hurt nose, looked up at him, and muttered softly: "Little brother, you hurt me."

"It's okay. Why is your chest so hard?"

"You have to compensate me, understand?"

Ji Yanchen hugged her and sat down, his long arms hooked around her slender waist, his thin lips lightly touched her red lips that smelled of wine, and whispered: "Your Majesty, how do you want me to compensate you?"

"As long as I can do it."

She raised her hands and softly wrapped them around the man's neck. Her red lips curved into a sweet arc, her dimples rippled, and she looked very sweet, like a blooming flower. Her soft voice was filled with teasing: "Serve me."

"Are you willing?"

Gu Qingluo's hair fell like a waterfall. When she looked up at Ji Yanchen, her eyes were blurry due to drunkenness. Ji Yanchen's cold face and the luxurious and ambiguous atmosphere made Gu Qingluo want to pounce on this extremely seductive man on the spot.

It's a pity that we are outside and can't do anything rash, otherwise I would have been overwhelmed by her long ago.

...Hehe, little brother, you are so handsome, I really want to... ~Hmm?" Gu Qingluo's smiling eyes were sparkling with drunkenness. She murmured coquettishly, scratching his back with her fingers, as if a lazy kitten was acting coquettishly to its owner.

She exuded a faint aroma of wine and a charming scent, which made people want to get closer.

Her lips slightly raised, revealing an alluring smile, like a blooming flower, attracting bees to come and collect nectar: ​​"Little brother, why don't you say anything, don't you want to give it to me?"

"Can you learn from Master Ji? He has a fever~"

When Ji Yanchen heard that she mistook him for someone else, his jawline tightened, his dark eyes in the darkness were like the abyss, cold and gloomy, and his expression gradually showed signs of cracking.

"Your Majesty did not recognize me?"

"I have served Your Majesty so many times, have you forgotten?" Ji Yanchen asked softly.

Hearing this, Gu Qingluo's eyes revealed a kind of charm and playfulness. She shook her head gently, her hair swaying gently with the movement. Her voice was a little lazy and charming: "No~ I recognized it..."

"You smell so good with the scent of cold plums~"

"If I hadn't recognized it as you, how could I dare to say such crazy words?"

The twisted brows between his eyebrows immediately relaxed.

He stared at Gu Qingluo's moist red lips that smelled of wine, and bent down to kiss her.

Gu Qingluo responded to him enthusiastically. She was already drunk, and her little hands began to scratch.

An anxious tone: "Ji Yanchen, why are you wearing so many clothes!"

He was obviously very drunk, and his movements were a little hasty.

The warm breath sprayed on her earlobe, and every breath seemed to carry endless temptation: "How is your majesty? Hmm?"

"Please minister, huh?"

The low, lustful voice stirred her heartstrings. Her heartbeat instantly became disrupted and her breathing became rapid.

She immediately kissed his Adam's apple and bit it gently.

"Please……"

Ji Yanchen raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his lips curved beautifully.

While she was immersed in biting her Adam's apple, Ji Yanchen picked her up by the waist and walked towards the bedroom.

As soon as he put the person on the bed, he couldn't wait to kiss him.

All the clothes were taken off.

Then a kiss landed on the collarbone.

At that moment, her whole body went limp, as if all her strength had been drained away and even her bones became stiff.

Ji Yanchen was very satisfied with Gu Qingluo's reaction and kissed her.

Gu Qingluo felt a little uncomfortable and tried to struggle to get rid of this confusing atmosphere, but her body would not listen to her and she immersed herself in it unconsciously, sinking into it with him.

"His Majesty……"

Gu Qingluo knew exactly what Ji Yanchen meant by this sentence.

Ji Yanchen's gaze was deep and blazing, like two torches, locking onto her eyes tightly, leaving her with nowhere to escape.

The air around seemed to become sticky, filled with an ambiguous and sticky smell, as if it wanted to surround people tightly and make it impossible to break free.

Another action made the girl a little nervous, like a frightened deer.

Ji Yanchen was not in a hurry. He maintained this posture and leaned over to kiss the girl's cheeks, nose bridge and brow bone, as if he was gently caressing a delicate flower.

His Majesty was nervous and asked her to calm down.

Sure enough, after a while, Gu Qingluo's body slowly relaxed.

"Your Majesty, I will serve you."

The drunk Gu Qingluo lost consciousness and followed Ji Yanchen's rhythm in everything he said.

At this time, Gu Qingluo raised his head and looked at him with blurred eyes: "Ji Yanchen, what are you doing?"

"I'm uncomfortable."

Ji Yanchen's voice seduced: "Where do you feel uncomfortable? Hmm?"

"Tell me?"

"Hmm?" A magnetic and pleasant voice sounded in Gu Qingluo's ears.

Gu Qingluo felt that her body had become as soft as a puddle of water and she could not hear what he said at home at all.

In the dark night, the man's deep breathing and the woman's low sobbing like a wounded deer could be heard from the room...