It's hard for the queen of intelligence

"You're welcome?" Facing Lu Fusang's red lips, ai477 sneered, mist appeared in the bottom of his eyes, then his gaze shifted, and his slender fingers slowly climbed to Lu Fusang's shoulder.

"Huh?" Lu Fusang looked at the jade fingers that reached to his shoulders, and suddenly felt a little charming.The imperial sister's thin fingers seemed to be like silk threads, wrapping her soul, hooking her to bend down.

Two inches, one inch, lips and teeth depend on each other...

Lu Fusang never thought that rouge tasted so good.

"Hmm..." A soft moan from below caused Lu Fusang's cheek color to change, to a thin blush.

"Is this enough?" ai477 put his arms around Lu Fusang's waist, aimed at her eyes, and forcibly recorded that person's emotional appearance in his mind.

Lu Fusang's shoulders seemed extraordinarily sensitive and could not be touched by others?

Just like the leaves of the mimosa, when touched lightly, it trembles in a mess.

"Emperor Sister..." Lu Fusang's face was a little annoyed as he grabbed the hands that were churning around his shoulders.

"Huh?" ai477 gave Lu Fusang a light look, and was naturally charming, "What's the matter, Miss Huang?"

"A widow... a widow..." Lu Fusang met Fufeng's magnanimous eyes, but couldn't say anything serious.

It was just now that she was the one who underestimated the imperial sister...

Ai477 saw the empress helpless like a child in front of her, and couldn't help but smile again on the corner of her lips.Then he opened his skirt as if no one else was around, and walked around in front of him with the hand of the woman in front of him.

Trying the warmth of his hands, Lu Fusang stared dumbfounded at his imperial sister pulling on his skirt.

"Prince sister... you are?"

"Hush! Sister Huang, you have to feel it with your heart..." al477 smiled softly, and his bright eyes instantly caught Lu Fusang's eyes.

Lu Fusang let the man take her hand to caress the man's body.The delicate and satin-like texture reminded Lu Fusang of her imperial husband who was waiting for marriage.Can her imperial husband show such a charming attitude on the couch?

Lu Fusang stared at Lu Fufeng's body trembling under her palm, she never thought that her imperial sister who favored arms had such a slender waist.

It never occurred to her that her imperial sister, who likes to wield knives and guns, could be as shy as catkins in late spring, swaying in the rain.

Al477 catered to Lu Fusang's hand, as nimble as a water snake.Even though she could no longer see clarity in her eyes, she knew in her heart that such actions were in line with the host's wishes.

"Sister Huang, are you willing to marry me?" ai477 looked at Lu Fusang's increasingly hazy eyes, and gently licked the tip of his tongue to Lu Fusang's chin.

"Marry...marry?" Lu Fusang raised his head to bear the heat from the person below him, swallowed a few words in his throat, but still couldn't utter them.

"Imperial sister, my widow... I have a royal husband..." Lu Fusang's trembling whispers made al477's head hurt a little.She knew that the host was distressed.Just think about it, for a king, how can there be a greater humiliation than being forced to make a marriage?

"It's just a marriage." al477 chuckled, and suddenly embraced Lu Fusang's waist, inviting her to his side.

When Lu Fusang got close to him, al477 became more aggressive, and directly overlapped the jade feet, and curled up the whole body into the empress' arms, "Fufeng will definitely help the empress get rid of him!"

"Hmm..." Lu Fusang frowned slightly when he heard the consoling words of the imperial sister in his arms, but did not answer.

One is that the imperial girl is in her arms, which is comfortable to hold, and the other is that the imperial husband she mentioned is not the fierce man that the enemy country wants to send for marriage as the imperial sister said.The eldest son of Cui Shangshu's family has been waiting for her for many years.

"Could it be that the emperor is still thinking about the young master of the Cui family?" al477's bright eyes narrowed, and he was slightly angry. He was about to explode, but found that Lu Fusang was floating in the sea of ​​love, and then he rolled his eyes as if punishing him. earlobe, and said coquettishly, "Fufeng won't allow it!"

"Don't... Fufeng... Why isn't Fufeng allowed?" Lu Fusang breathed out intermittently, but he didn't dare to be intimate with the person in his arms.She knows very well that playing with her own sister is against the law of nature.

But leaving at this point, it is warm and warm, and I can't let go.

Thinking about the dilemma, a string in Lu Fusang's heart suddenly broke.

Since when did I become so indecisive?

Didn't she always harbor dominance?

Lu Fusang allowed his chest to rise and fall violently, and allowed the imperial sister's hand to slip over the neckline and slide downward.

She may be crazy.

The thin scent of sweat lured her to move closer to the woman in her arms.

Until you hold the most fragrant and soft part.

"Sister Huang..." The person in his arms trembled lightly, making Lu Fusang's mind even more confused.She flicked the red beads on the top of the mountain obsessively, then turned back and lingered on the top of the mountain.

Like the white flour steamed buns just out of the cage in the imperial kitchen?It seems softer.

Like a newly-built bird's nest in early spring?Seems to be smoother.

What is that like?

Lu Fusang squinted her eyes, but she didn't know either.

She just wants to be in control until she gets tired.

Or, she also wanted to sneak her head into the skirt of the imperial sister's clothes to see how their bodies could feel so much worse.

Lu Fusang was immersed in Luo Qimeng, lost in Jindu.

It was only when her chest felt cold that she realized that the buttons on the palace gown had been undone by the woman in her arms.

"Sister Huang, sister Huang is also willing to make you happy." Al477 pulled Lu Fusang's neckline with one hand, and licked the corner of his lips with one finger.An innocent youthful look.

"This..." Lu Fusang's heart trembled slightly as his jaw fell, and he remembered Fufeng's words in his heart for a moment.

Marry, marry her?

Lu Fusang anxiously held the hand that had reached her, and struggled to open his eyes.

Seeing that the person in his arms is full of peach blossoms, he couldn't restrain himself and branded a red mark on the neck of the person in his arms.

Messy movements, rubbing silk and satin, rubbing ears and temples together.

Lu Fusang impatiently waved his hands to remove the shoulder straps of the man in his arms, but heard the man in his arms 'giggling' laughing.

"What's so ridiculous?" She covered her round fragrant shoulders with her bare hands, and then looked at the person in her arms, only to feel that her eyebrows and eyes had turned into a pool of spring water, which was quite affectionate.

"Sister Xiaohuang is Fufeng's after all." Al477 flirtatiously exerted force on Lu Fusang's waist in Lu Fusang's arms, and pushed him onto the couch again.

"Really?" Lu Fusang's eyes were brightened by Lu Fufeng's sudden movement, what did the imperial sister just say?After all, she belongs to the imperial sister?

"Young Master Cui must be abiding by his husband's way!" al477 pointedly twisted Lu Fusang's royal gown that had lost his dignity.The blue hair hanging down from the couch modified her profile to look a little weak.

Lu Fusang stared at the opening and closing of the bright red lips, feeling as charming as poppies at first, but what came out of his mouth were all shocking words, "From today onwards, how about Huangjie guarding herself like jade for Fufeng?"