The Cry of the Phoenix Which Reached the Ninth Heaven Chapter 19: The emperor, the slave is tired

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Chapter 19 The emperor, the slave is tired

At this moment, a flash of lightning struck, and there was a sudden sound in the air, and then the heavy rain poured down, like a Tianhe burst.

Yao Suluan hurriedly walked into the main hall with Caiying's support. Several people in the courtyard followed in and the air in the whole main hall dropped to freezing point.

Yao Mansion Meihe Pavilion

The click of the sky awakened Yao Mowan, who was groggy on the soft couch. Her slender eyes opened slowly, and Ye Hongyi was crawling on her body with a wicked smile on her face. Look at yourself.

"My little fairy, how can you fall asleep without my permission?" Ye Hongyi couldn't help but play with the cherry on Yao Mowan's chest, his eyes full of desire-dissatisfaction jokes.

"The emperor...the slave is tired..." Yao Mowan put her arms around Ye Hongyi's neck, her voice looked a little tired, this is the third time Ye Hongyi has carried this kind of thing. Staring at her.

Yao Mowan is very satisfied with Ye Hongyi’s greed. The more greedy he is, the greater his chances of winning will be. So even if she is tired, she still teases Ye Hongyi with those ignorant eyes. enthusiasm.

"But I'm not tired, what should I do?" Ye Hongyi's palm touched the smooth jade muscle on Yao Mowan's legs, her thin lips bit her blushing lips, and a certain part of her body was hot.

He couldn't imagine how such a clear body would give him such a huge desire, making him want to ask for it again and again.

The fragrance between Yao Mowan's lips and teeth is what he likes, so much so that his lips are nostalgic for a long time before they are removed, the fiery kiss goes all the way down, staying in front of the chest for a moment, and then attacking downwards.

A new round of death lingering began again, Ye Hongyi couldn't wait to crash into Yao Mowan's body, and let out a beast-like growl from time to time. Looking at the obsessive eyes of the man on him, Yao Mowan groaned softly in response. It turned out that he didn't have to deliberately please. He was already so reluctant to bear this body. Yao Mowan squeezed his lips over what seemed like nothing. The arc, the heart, is getting colder and colder.

A flash of lightning flashed through, emitting a dazzling white light, accompanied by the roar of thunder, Ye Hongyi once again released the heat of his body, lying on Yao Mowan's body contentedly, and fell asleep.

Yao Mowan slowly stretched out her lotus root arm, raised her eyes to look at the five green jade fingers in front of her eyes, the nails painted with purple rouge oil were lustrous and full, and they became scarlet as blood against the backdrop of the lightning. He drew a circle on the back of Hongyi's back with his fingertips.

On the lips, an unscrupulous arc was drawn, lightning flashed again, and the smile on Yao Mowan's face suddenly turned into an asura-like gloomy and terrifying face.

In the main hall of Su Mansion, Yao Zhenting once again reiterated her attitude. As long as Dou Xianglan no longer disturbs Su Muzi and Yao Yu's lives, she will still be the eldest wife of Yao Xiangfu, otherwise, for the sake of her son, he doesn't care about it. Two scattered. Even if Yao Suluan is here, he still insists. On one side, Su Muzi stood humblely behind Yao Zhenting, watching Dou Xianglan's fierce gaze tremblingly silent, knowing that she was not qualified to speak.

"Daughter! You are saying something! Look at your father, you are bullying me!" Dou Xianglan pulled Yao Suluan like a shrew, crying bitterly.

"This is a happy event for the father to be pleased with his son. It's just that they are a family, how can they live outside? If this spreads out, wouldn't it be a joke? So my daughter felt that the third wife and Yao Yu should be moved back. Yao Xiangfu, I don't know what his father wants?" Yao Suluan turned her elven eyes, walked to Yao Zhenting with a smile, and the jade finger swept over Yao Yu's delicate face.

"Daughter! How can you let..."

"Mother, Yao Yu is the blood of the Yao family and the father's son. Is it possible for you to keep him floating outside and fail to recognize his ancestors? Su Muzi is Yao Yu's biological mother, naturally. It’s time to go back to Xiangfu!" Seeing Dou Xianglan's unwillingness, Yao Suluan turned her eyes immediately, her eyes gradually becoming dark

"But..."

"Okay! It's not a big deal. This matter is in charge of the local palace. Now the emperor is still in Yao Xiang's mansion, this palace must go back soon!" Yao Suluan seemed to look at Yao Zhenting with deep intentions. Seek his opinion.

Dou Xianglan wanted to say something, but Ping Zhi pulled it back.