SYSTEM OF. Exile Concubine
With the First Concubine
After the emperor's departure, someone who had been paying attention since earlier came out from his hiding. Looked at the emperor's departure.
"Who is that guy? Why do I feel that man is from the upper world."
After muttering with what he thought, someone went back to his residence.
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While the emperor himself came back to Lun xiang's room, laying down his body beside his concubine and hugging him.
The shocked Lun xiang and thought the emperor had gone off of course to fight back, trying to hit that very presumptuous person. The emperor who saw the move certainly held back Lun xiang's hand that was about to hit him.
Greep….
"You…!"
The emperor only silently looked at the beautiful face of the concubine who was always disturbing his thoughts. "Sleep," the Emperor brought Lun xiang to lie down and hugged him.
"Don't hug me,"
The emperor did not care what his concubine said. Keep hugging that slender body tightly.
"Let go, you're making me cramped. It wasn't before you left, why did you come back?"
"There was something I had to do earlier. Now shush. I want to hug you and accompany you to sleep."
Lun xiang remained thrashed, trying to escape from the arms of her husband who seemed to be becoming possessive and instead of loosening, the emperor instead hugged her even more tightly.
"I'm tired, sleep."
The emperor closed his eyes. Lun xiang who heard turned his head, looked at the handsome face that was before him. What a perfect face.
"Where are you from?" The silent emperor did not answer the question, making Lun xiang snort.
"Go back so I can protect you."
"No way." Reject it quickly.
"Truly stubborn."
The emperor took out something, a ring that had a red jewel. Inside the gem was already filled with some of his soul so that when Lun xiang experienced danger he could know with what happened.
"Original,"
The emperor placed the ring on his finger. A ring so beautiful and fitting on her ring finger.
"Pretty."
"Do you like it?"
Lun xiang looked at the emperor and nodded. The emperor who saw his concubine liked her gave a small smile. Slowly his face approached and their gazes met each other. The emperor's lips slowly clung to Lun xiang's lips, tasting her gently.
Cup….
Lun xiang closed his eyes, enjoying the kiss. The Emperor who saw a smile. Slowly her lips moved, softly glancing at Lun xiang's lower lip, enjoying the sweet taste of her long-standing mistress' lips.
Emhs….
Lun Xiang's tenuousness as he felt a strange sensation in his body. Especially when the emperor's hand also moved, touching some parts of his body.
The two people of different sexes are now enjoying and feeling something they have not felt for a long time. The Emperor continued to mumble, giving kisses and kisses throughout the body of his concubine.
Lun xiang who felt and got the gentle treatment was certainly mende-sah. His voice was so beautiful that the emperor was getting excited.
Emhs…..Aahs….Aaa…
De-sah Lun xiang really enjoyed.
Oouuh….Aaaa….Aaa..
Yan Chen let out a rough breath. "Can't you two slow down the sound. What if your voice wakes up the other person." Yan Chen could only shake his head. Why do you have to make a sound like that. Can't just sit back and enjoy, she thought.
Hais…
Yan Chen was forced to create a barrier surrounding the residence of the first concubine. A barrier that also serves as a silencer, hoping no one hears the strange voices of the two humans who are on the runway of passion.
Lun xiang's body jostled as the emperor was down there. Yes, the emperor had managed to take off everything Lun xiang had worn since then and was now enjoying something that was in the middle of his two thighs.
Ow….
His hand pressed the emperor's head, asking him to deepen his tongue play and the emperor happily did so. Tearing apart the valley of pleasure with his tongue, sipping his savor.
"Yu Feng."
Lun xiang who had never experienced anything like this while in the modern world of course he felt floated about the beauty and pleasure of playing with men.
"You like my concubine?" Asked the emperor who was now staring at his chaotic concubine. His breath gasped for his actions.
Lun xiang looked at meu. He was ashamed to say that he liked it. The emperor who did not get an answer, smiled faintly. Pecking his lips and after that back to melu-matnya.
They exchanged glances, sipped and exchanged saliva. The emperor's hand looked for a springy mound and slowly re-gassed it. Playing what is now his favorite toy.
Emhs….Emhs….
The sound of gasps and grunts filled the room. The originally neat bed is now a mess because the actions of both of them are already marked by great passion.
"Honey. Are you ready?" Ask the emperor who could not stand it. Missile pride has been firmly scrambled ready to tear apart the nest.
Lun xiang did not reply just nodding. Honestly, he couldn't stand it either, wanting to feel the big thing enter his property. And that night they both enjoyed a long night full of sweat and passion.
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In the morning, slowly Lun xiang opened his eyes. Tired feeling very in her, really her husband did not give time for her to rest.
"She would go mad if she did that," her face flushed as she recalled how handsome her husband was in bed.
Puk….
Lun xiang patted her cheeks softly, casting off the shadows of the two of them last night. Lun xiang turned to the side, there was no husband. Maybe her husband was gone when she wasn't awake.
Lun xiang got off the bed and cleaned his sticky body, enjoying the warm water that had been prepared by the emperor before leaving.
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In the black world, the Demon God propped his head up on his throne. He heard reports from his subordinates, that some of his men who were in command looking for traces of the Aura God Shura had all died without any remains.
"Do you know who did it?"
The subordinate showed the remaining footage of his subordinate's battle with emperor Yu Feng which was then recorded with soul stones before they were sucked by the emperor's Soul-Sucking weapon.
The Demon God who was looking stared silently. I don't know what he was thinking. And suddenly he smiled.
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