Forgive me, Your Majesty

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22. Masks

Hua Yi woke up when there is no one around, the sun is shining outside, through the half-covered window to see the courtyard of the magnolia branches and leaves, she tried to move the body, waist limbs are weak and weak to make the strength, between the legs came a little swollen and painful, last night’s memories of the tidal wave of flooding up, the pain is not remembered, but only remembered the body entangled in the desire to bring the pleasure of – immortal desire to die.
So this is sex, really soulful.
Soul finished, and now she dug a pit to bury herself, with Teng Feng Yuan did, did ……
With a creak, the door was pushed open, and the man wearing a black wide-sleeved robe entered, smoothly closing the door again as he walked over, “Awake.”
Hua Yi stared at him, his eyes like swords.
Teng Feng Yuan still wore his black and white patterned Cultivator mask on his face, he slightly averted his face, “The medicine was sprinkled by yourself, the rope was cut by you, and the one who is pestering me is also you.”
He didn’t feel like he was forcing her.
“I did it, but I won’t be responsible for you, nor do I want you to be responsible for me.” Hua Yi wanted to roar out with vigor, but there was no help that her voice was hoarse and she had little vigor to speak of.
Teng Feng Yuan felt that this was a bit familiar, and after thinking about it, he remembered when she had said it, probably she had always been this kind of person, even if her innocence was gone, she could still live a dashing life, and he faintly said, “Fine.”
“But,” he looked askance into his black and white eyes, ”you must stay by my side.”
Strong tone, non-negotiable. But someone was still unconvinced, “On what grounds?”
Teng Feng Yuan glanced across at her, “On the basis that you don’t have martial arts now.”
Hua Yi pouted to show her unwillingness, but unfortunately the enemy was strong and we were weak, she did not have the capital to cross him for the time being.
Teng Feng Yuan walked to the bed, his tone softened again, “Are you uncomfortable? Do you want to sleep a little longer or get up and eat something?”

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