so long

Emperor Juxiu always remembered that Ning Jingyao had to be hugged by him every time when he was a child, so that he would obediently go to the toilet, and the little flower under him at that time was not as it is now, just like a woman, she could use that place excretion.

Speaking of it, just the fact that she bleeds every month is strange enough, but Ning Jingyao looks like a real man on the outside, and even the following thing can be used.

It's just that after so many years of drug control, Prince Ning's little flower can no longer bleed that bright red blood.

Emperor Juxiu didn't feel that there was anything wrong with treating Ning Jingyao like this on the first day when the man was stupid. Doesn't his Yaoyao belong to him in whole body and mind?

While the emperor was thinking, he just opened the pussy in the labia, and heard the man moaning softly without any surprise, the little flower shrank timidly, as if tempting him to fully open the little flower, The color began to change so that people could no longer take their eyes off.

The man's body is too soft, and it's too embarrassing for him to maintain the posture of spreading his legs. In addition, there is always hot air blowing from a strange place below. Yao didn't know how to hide it and began to tremble and tremble, and then asked in a tone of grievance and bewilderment without knowing it: "Uncle Huang...I can't lift it anymore...I don't want to hug..."

I don't want to hug my legs, as long as I put them down, Ning Jingyao obediently asked...

The emperor smiled and said, "Okay."

After finishing speaking, Emperor Juxiu saw that the man heaved a sigh of relief, his legs were still open like little frogs, but he didn't hug him tightly with his hands, but went to touch his own. The tip of the nipple touched the little protrusion touched by the emperor, and then touched the hard little nipple that had not been sucked, and murmured: "This side is soft... this side is hard..."

The emperor lowered his eyes and did not speak, but the fingers that entered the man's flower hole again exerted a lot of force. The fingers directly opened the thin slit, exposing the watery flesh wall inside, and kept squeezing.

The female acupoint under the man is not less sensitive than the front avatar. On the contrary, just touching the edge makes the stupid man make a nice nasal sound unbearably, and some liquid that is not urine flows out, moistening the emperor's fingers, and The original shape of the desire, which was slightly smaller than that of ordinary people, rose up high at some point, and some crystal white liquid overflowed from the top of the tender color, dripping pitifully along the upturned column slowly. fall, and then hide in the sparse pubic hair...

"Ah... that's weird... Uncle Huang...?" The man stretched his hands down unconsciously, touched his raised desire, and felt burned, he didn't dare to hold it, but With wet eyes, he looked at the hand of the person who had been opening the female flower under him, then skipped his own desire, and put his finger there shallowly...

When Juxiudi found that the man stretched out his hand, he pulled out his already wet fingers, and watched the man blankly groping for his deformed and beautiful body, watching the man imitate Him, put your finger in it too...

Since he was lying down, the man couldn't put his whole finger in, and he didn't dare to move too much. He just panted heavily, trying to make the itch in his place disappear.

"How does it feel to touch it?"

The emperor asked so.

The dumb Prince Ning couldn't hear what the emperor said at all, the appearance of being so excited that he was about to ejaculate when he was playing with his fingers was really alluring, his absent-minded eyes also slowly lost focus, he didn't know where he was really looking.

"Ah...uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu' world……

Emperor Juxiu frowned slightly, not because he didn't want to see a man seduce the dead, but because he didn't like men ignoring his words.It's a pity that he couldn't reason with a silly goblin, so he stretched out his hand indulgently to pull the man's hand away, but seeing that Ning Jingyao seemed to have bumped into something, his whole body froze, and he quickly pulled his hand out, curled up in a corner .

"What's the matter?" Emperor Juxiu went to hug Ning Jingyao, the man shook his head, and consciously nestled into Emperor Juxiu's arms. His eyes were hazy with water vapor, and he could see the mature and handsome face of Emperor Juxiu. The real age, on the contrary, makes people always sink into the eyes of the other party, and can't escape.

Even if Emperor Juxiu couldn't hear the man say those reasons, his dark eyes flashed, and he had a guess, and he was not in a hurry to test whether his guess was correct, but just curled up obediently in his arms The man hugged, smiled faintly, and kissed the top of the man's hair.

He has too much time to familiarize himself with everything about Yaoyao, so he takes his time.

The emperor just said a word about it, so the foolish Prince Ning had to cultivate in the palace for nearly a year.

When the stupid Ning Jingyao saw her parent-son Ning Chongyun for the first time, he was hugged by the emperor and played with the emperor's long hair, but the eyes looked at him motionlessly. After his own boy glanced at him, he looked away.

But the man didn't see that something was missing from the eyes of the boy who was looking straight at him with serious eyes.

When the emperor finally let Lord Ning go back to his palace to take good care of him, it had been almost two years since the man was stupid. During this period, Ning Jingyao only remembered that there was a good-looking boy who always looked at him with burning eyes. He didn't seem to like him very much, someone told him that it was his child.

During the days of being cultivated, the man's whole body was sore and limp one day, his body was so sad, and then he lay on the bed by himself, ignoring everyone, and refused to let the emperor go up. I was dissatisfied, but on the contrary, I liked it very much, so I just called the imperial doctor who specialized in taking care of men's bodies, but the result was menstruation...

The emperor at that time nodded lightly, and asked the imperial doctor to go down and prescribe some prescriptions to nourish his body, and then he went to coax Ning Jingyao. The man is also easy to coax, but he was coaxed to fall asleep after a while, and he once couldn't disappear forever Yes, the menstrual event, which had finally disappeared, 'woke up' under the deliberate care of the emperor.

Every month since then, Prince Ning will be taken to the palace by the emperor, ranging from a short night like a dinner party to half a month at most.

The fourteenth prince, who was once in the limelight, was granted a land because of his marriage, and it was not a short distance from Dongming City; In the beginning, he often stopped working in Prince Ning's Mansion, and often appeared suddenly, and then disappeared suddenly; the invincible major general who was once famous for a while was gradually forgotten by people, and finally he could only vaguely hear about this person's deeds from the mouth of the storyteller.

Time flies, waiting for news of the appearance of barbarians from a certain place in the distance, waiting for a certain city to have a beautiful woman with talent and appearance, waiting for a certain person to create a peerless poem, who will remember to die , Gone, disappeared people?

The brilliance is but a flash in the pan. I don't know when, the gate of Prince Ning's Mansion can no longer be opened all the year round. The customers gradually dispersed, and the surrounding vendors also went to the more prosperous streets. Everything changed, whether it is good or bad.

Of course, if everything is like a lake with no waves, and it has been so quiet, then the man may have been so stupid forever; the emperor held his doting Yaoyao in the palm of his hand until his death; They will never discover the man's secret, and then disappear in the palace one day and never come back; the fourteenth prince lived in that distant fief until his death, and never set foot in Dongming again...

But nothing is absolute!

So, in the fifth year when people gradually forgot about the unparalleled Prince Ning, a 'butterfly' in a distant place gently flapped its wings...