graceful

When Tang Yu saw Chu Xiaohe reaching out to open her collar, she pretended to be worried and walked forward.

Her eyes are moist and charming, and her voice is sweet and soft.

"Your Highness, what's wrong with you?"

As she approached, Chu Xiaohe, who was already on the verge of mental collapse, felt even more unbearable. His body was so hot that it seemed as if it wanted to break out of the cage, clamoring to release his desires.

His big hands tightly grasped the rocks of the mountain wall, the veins on the back of his hands were obviously bulging, and his breathing became heavier and more rapid.

The body is burning, the mind is blurred, and sweat is pouring down.

Chu Xiaohe only felt a familiar fragrance approaching softly, and subconsciously stretched out his arms and pulled it into his arms.

Tang Yu cried out in surprise when he was suddenly hugged. His soft and tender hands, whose wounds on the palms had not yet healed, pressed against the man's strong chest.

Her voice was filled with worry. "Your Highness, what happened to you? Are you feeling unwell? Why is your face so red?"

Tang Yu was very good at disguising himself, and his soft voice was slightly choked.

Not only that.

She even tentatively stretched out her little hand and placed it on the man's face, acting as if she was unaware of the situation, panicked and worried about her loved one.

Chu Xiaohe's mind had long been in a state of confusion, and the heat all over his body rushed to the point three inches below his navel. It felt like a raging fire burning inside his body, breaking through his chest.

The man was barely awakened by the woman's crying, and his confused eyes gradually saw the situation clearly.

He had a hunch that he had eaten something wrong, and that thing had aphrodisiac properties.

The man's voice was hoarse, and the big hands that were restraining the woman's slender and soft waist were getting tighter and tighter, and his whole body was tense like a cheetah.

She restrained herself and slowly placed her head on Tang Yu's neck, her hot breath spraying on her ears and neck, and said hoarsely, "Bao'er, I seem to have eaten something wrong, I... huh!!"

Chu Xiaohe's breathing was heavy, and the desire he had barely suppressed burst out.

But he was concerned about the person in his arms, the one he loved, and he didn't want to force her when she didn't want to.

After a pause, Chu Xiaohe finally did not speak.

It is already unfair enough for her that she has not been given a legitimate status yet.

If I wanted her in this wilderness.

Isn't he worse than a beast?

Finally, Chu Xiaohe let go of the woman's soft waist, his big hands still subconsciously stroking her fingers reluctantly.

After Tang Yu was put down without knowing why, the man who couldn't support his body just now suddenly ran out.

Tang Yu's face changed slightly, and he stood up immediately.

If she fails at this moment, all her efforts would be in vain.

At this moment, her expression was sinister, completely different from her usual self, but no one noticed.

Following Chu Xiaohe's figure, he stood at the entrance of the cave and looked down at Chu Xiaohe as he stumbled towards the river.

Even in summer, the river water under the cliff is cool.

Tang Yu sneered.

He looked indifferently at the once high and mighty god of war who made the enemy countries tremble in fear in the eyes of countless people, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of the Dayan Dynasty.

At this moment, he was stumbling and taking off his clothes as he ran towards the river in a panic.

All this was just because of her, a lowly little maid who was hated by her own father.

Who would have thought of this.

Tang Yu had a mocking look on his face, his arms folded across his chest, leaning against the entrance of the cave, staring at the naked figure in the river below.

It turns out that this is what it feels like when he truly likes someone.

So it seems that he really didn't like Tang Mingzhu that much in his previous life.

You know, Tang Mingzhu was born with a weak body, so the imperial physician recommended that she have less sex, but Chu Xiaohe never stopped.

It was only after he had her that he reduced his demands on Tang Mingzhu.