If a man wants it, Su Wanrong is shy, but she is still willing to give it to her.

But I never expected that the location would be here.

How could it be here?

In the inner courtyard of the palace and in the imperial garden, a man gasping heavily pressed her under the thickest old locust tree without saying a word.

Su Wanrong also knew that since she was pregnant, she has been recuperating until now. If it weren’t for the man who hadn’t hated him and endured him until now, she would obviously be very worried.

At this moment, the man stared at him with dark eyes, and then pursed his thin lips and carried her here without saying a word...

Now Su Wanrong must have understood Yinmang's intention, and was pressed by a man on the old locust tree in this posture. He couldn't help but blush and whisper:

"What are you doing? It's in broad daylight. Do you want to make everyone laugh?"

Yinmang looked indifferent and sneered: "Who else in the world dares to laugh at me?"

He held his soft body in his arms and said, "Who doesn't know about this matter between husband and wife? Besides, there is no way I have given me instructions, so no one dares to come in here."

Su Wanrong raised her eyes and saw clearly the current scene of the Imperial Garden from behind Yinmang, and couldn't help but be stunned.

It turned out that in addition to Yi Cui Yanqing who was holding Xi'er, there were also many maids and father-in-law standing around. At that time, they had already retreated quietly. Just now, Su Wanrong was talking to Yinmang, but she had never noticed it.

What Su Wanrong didn't know was that when she was talking to Yinmang just now, the girls and prisoners looked at each other with red faces and quietly retreated silently.

It’s not that they are so good at observing words and expressions, but the content of the conversation between the two masters is becoming more and more straightforward. In addition, the look of His Majesty looking at the Queen is like a fire, and you can burn it immediately with a little spark.

These palace ladies are serving Fengyi Palace honestly and honestly, and treating their masters even more loyally. Seeing the topics that the emperor and the empress are talking about, the trend is getting worse and wrong, and they are afraid that they will continue to stay here. They will not bump into His Majesty and the Empress later. They are not trembling, and they retreat immediately withdrew with their heads.

Not only did he retreat with tactfully, he also kept guarding the entrance of the Imperial Garden with honesty, and he could not let outsiders come in.

On this side, Yinmang began to untidy Su Wanrong's belt. Although Su Wanrong knew that there were people guarding her outside, she was still a little nervous. After all, there was a long secret. If someone unexpectedly saw them like this in the imperial garden, outsiders didn't know how to complain about them.

After Yinmang finished what he was doing, he lowered his head and saw the little woman in his arms looking worried. Her white teeth gently bit her rosy and moving lips, her eyebrows slightly frowned, and her thoughts were not on his entire Majesty at all, and she didn't even move the wind at the corner of her eyes to him.

This obviously made him feel very unhappy. So he bent down, approached her white and tender ear beads, opened his mouth and bit it, and crushed it lightly or seriously. Su Wanrong caught her off guard, and her body trembled, and she couldn't help but screamed softly.

"Concentrate and look at me."

The thick tongue licked the tenderest soft flesh on her ears, and the man said in such a hoarse voice.

...

Everything that happened next seemed to be completely out of Su Wanrong's control.

In the imperial garden, the sun is quiet.

Suddenly, a gust of wind and rain swept across, like a heat wave hitting the reef, rising and falling one after another, endlessly. Occasionally, a few sounds of young birds being forced to go to the end and soft and charming cry. Extend the tender and white neck, and weakly, like a wisp of duckweed floating on the sea, allowing the fierce and wanton heat wave to wash away and swallow.

Su Wanrong felt that she was like a poor little fish drowned in the heat wave. She raised her head and her blushed cheeks were covered with clear sweat. She opened her red and swollen lips slightly, and her wet eyes were confused and helpless looking at the rough and tough handsome face of the man in front of her.

After a long time of refusal, Su Wanrong was originally delicate and delicate. She actually couldn't stand the fierce man who had been holding it in for so long and wanted to swallow her up her belly.

It hurts and is hard to bear, and it is all there.

But after passing the initial point, Su Wanrong gradually fell in love with her.

It's a bit shameful to say that when she likes to do this, the man looks at her scorching eyes and is used to the strong and masculine male aura that is familiar to men.

Yinmang's chest was so muscular that it pressed against Su Wanrong's petite body, and it was like a towering mountain. His arms were also very strong and powerful. With a slight force, he could lift her up.

This is really a man that makes people want to trust and rely on without realizing it.

In his previous life, Su Wanrong claimed to be full of talent. The one who admired and admired the most were Confucian young masters like Xue Yanzhi, who looked down on the rude and rude barbarians and reckless men the most.

But if you don't experience the comparison, you will never know.

How talented a person is, whether he can express himself or not, whether he is suitable for his life and support himself is not related to whether he is suitable for him or not.

A rough and rude man may not be suitable for him. In fact, the more rude and straightforward he is, the more rude and straight he is, the more sarcastic he will become. It is not bad for a barbarian from the market. For example, the one around him is not by his own strength, and now he is overlord of the world and has become the best of thousands of people.

Su Wanrong in her previous life was probably not expected at the moment of death.

I was reborn for a lifetime and would stay here, as if I had nothing to do with my man. Not only that, the two of them could be so compatible with each other.

Yes, fit.

An emperor of the Nine Five, in front of his civil and military officials, has always been a majestic image of joy and anger, cold and hard, and intimidating. But when facing her, it seems like he has become a different person from beginning to end.

Always always look like a hippie and smiling gangster, even a little childish. Occasionally, I would get angry at her and say harsh words, but I never be ruthless and use those ruthless means to deal with her. On the contrary, most of the time, I treat her a little helpless and care for her in every way. The outsiders did not exaggerate it, and really put her on the tip of my heart and cherish her.

The man's passion and heat was like a handful of fire, slowly burning all the thoughts and knots left in Su Wanrong's heart without realizing it.

From the initial suspicion and hesitation to now, I have gradually regarded him as a mountain to protect him and as a man who will accompany him for the rest of his life.

Although Su Wanrong never admits it on the surface, she has to admit that after so many things, men's attitude towards her is naturally still warm and strong. As for her, she seems to be unable to leave him anymore.

Until this time, Su Wanrong even couldn't understand. What was her eyes blind in her previous life? How could she fall in love with a high-sounding person like Xue Yanzhi? She could almost unimaginably, at that time, she was alone, guarding the empty abandoned courtyard alone. Without the care and favor of this rude man, how did she survive the more than ten years?

Just thinking about this makes me feel scared.

The bones of his body shrank slightly, and Yinmang seemed to notice this, his movements were slightly paused, and his thick and powerful arms were soothing, subconsciously hugging her soft waist that she had held.

The force is slightly heavier.

Unprepared, Su Wanrong bit her lip and hummed lowly. Her thin white fingertips pinched the man's strong arm muscles. She suddenly thought of something, and with a bit of lovely Jiaojiao crying, her body twitched and twitched, and she said intermittently:

"I, I don't care... I've followed you. In this life, you can't even think of any other woman--"

She cried for too long, her voice was low and hoarse. The more she got to the back, she was sobbing and trembling that she could hardly say a whole sentence.

But I couldn't help but get very close to her, almost touching her ears, and I heard her crying cutely.

After hearing Su Wanrong's words clearly, Yinmang laughed out loud, and was completely angrily laughed by this female fairy who harmed people.

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The neck cannot be described below. Although I am already thinking a lot, I can't write it out. You all understand it. 23333
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