Po Tian Xie Zun

For a man who is new to love, once he crosses the closed line, his combat index is definitely different from ordinary people. Feng Xingtian is the best example. Xie Wuya was tossed by him for most of the night until he didn't know how many times he fainted. After passing, Feng Xingtian let him go without knowing what to eat.

"My lord, there are people in the palace, I want you to take the concubine to the palace to greet the queen mother and queen!"

It was three poles in the sun, and the new house was crowded with servants carrying water basins or twisting buckets. The head butler put his ear to the door and listened, then knocked on the door boldly and helplessly. He didn't want to disturb the prince or concubine either. But... you can't make Liang Gong wait for a long time, can you?

"Get out!"

After a while, just when the butler's heart was hanging in his throat, and he was about to speak again, Feng Xingtian's majesty and unrefutable voice came out, and the butler opened his mouth, no matter how helpless he was, he had no choice but to back down , who made the palace be the head of the prince?

"Um…"

A long moan sounded from the wedding bed covered by the red veil. Feng Xingtian, who was propped on the head of the bed with one hand, had a smile on his mouth, and his fingers stroked the skin of Xie Wuya's shoulder. Not everyone is as enthusiastic as his concubine, but one thing is for sure, Xie Wuya has brought him a joy that he has never experienced before.

"Well... stop making trouble, let me sleep..."

Xie Wuya in his sleep didn't notice the burning flames in the eyes of the person next to his pillow, he frowned, and impatiently waved away the instigator of the itching on his shoulders, turned over and fell asleep again.

Feng Xingtian smiled and didn't bother him anymore. He turned over and lay on his back on the bed, recalling the horror scene he saw last night in his mind. At the moment of his orgasm, a huge and coquettish purple lotus unexpectedly appeared on his back. With the coming of the climax, the lotus flower bloomed in an instant, but shyly closed up after the climax passed, and gradually disappeared... He asked himself that he was well-informed, but he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time. He was sure that he was not dazzled, so, then What happened to the lotus flower that came and went in a hurry?tattoo?Impossible, as far as he knows, there is no such vivid and perfect tattoo in this world, that...