[R18] (Quickly wear it) Baby, you are with the wrong person – Chapter 850 of “(Quickly Wear) Baby You Are with the Wrong Person” [English]

☆、Gongqianliu 37 (H)

I like her very much, that’s why I gave her such a “birthday gift”, and that’s why I am so enthusiastic and proactive that others can’t resist.

Yao Ji has always been thin-skinned, but she is never afraid to show her feelings.

As for you, she really wants to ask, whether your obsession with me is what I expected.

But she didn’t ask these two words after all. As smart as she was, how could she not see Liu Chenzhou’s momentary daze.

A bit of embarrassment flashed across his face very quickly.The face that was always flawless broke in an instant, but Yao Ji didn’t see her expression after the break. She stretched out her big hand and covered her eyes.

“Uh-huh…” The thick and hard cock was thrust in all at once, and the force was so strong that she couldn’t hold up her body and fell limply on the desk.Only the round little buttocks were still sticking out high, being grabbed by the man, kneading and squeezing them, making a snapping sound as the birds’ shafts and rat groins hit like a gust of wind.

“Ah, ah…, um ah…,, ah ha…,”

His mind was taken away in an instant. He was already very familiar with her body, so Liu Chenzhou easily found the sensitive soft flesh on the flower wall and grinded it there, until Yao Ji’s wetness flowed across it, and she no longer had any extra energy to think about it.

She suddenly felt a little aggrieved, why didn’t he say anything, why did he want to escape.Even if he doesn’t like it, even if the answer is not what she wants, she doesn’t want to get such a response.

It’s just that the pleasure came fiercely and urgently, and soon she was intoxicated by the climax that came one after another like waves.Her little mouth was only filled with moans and groans, and she was kneeling on the desk and was so ecstatic that the wetness flowing out not only wet her entire thighs, but also dripped all over her feet.

That night, she didn’t know when she fell asleep.

In her intermittent memory, she was knocked unconscious by the hot semen, and then she was woken up by the man, leaning against his chest, being held by her and thrusting on his thigh.

The lower bodies where the two of them were tightly joined were extremely wet. I think Liu Chenzhou had someone send hot water to clean her up, otherwise the white turbidity that had been slapped and piled up would be so obscene.

Even so, the girl’s buttocks soon became completely wet.Large amounts of vaginal semen gushed out, and large amounts of thick juice spurted in. Her belly became more and more swollen, and her thighs became wet, dry, and wet again.

At the end of the memory, she was lying naked on the desk, and Liu Chenzhou picked up the purple hair and wrote on her delicate and smooth body.

The snowy skin that was originally like mutton-fat jade was covered in green and red patches, dotted with hickeys and fingerprints, which were no less messy than the mess between her legs.

As for the little flower grotto, needless to say, the long period of drying made the two clam meats unable to close together at all, and the bright red flesh inside was exposed. The man rubbed it with his fingers for a while, and then the little grotto shrank and regained its composure.

It’s just that the swelling between the pistil petals could not be reduced no matter what, and it bulged out from between the lips. After half a month, Yao Ji did not dare to wear obscene pants, otherwise as long as she rubbed it, no matter how thin the silk material was, the jade beads would become swollen and itchy, and then her hole would spit water.

When she woke up, it was already dusk the next day.The place she is in is not Liu Mansion, but the Nanyuan she is familiar with.

Supporting her sore body, Yao Ji tried to sit up, but her legs hurt whenever she moved.She raised her voice to call people, but she found that her voice was also hoarse. She thought it was the sequelae of moaning all night.

In desperation, she had to grab the bedpost and try to get out of bed.During the movement, he accidentally pulled open the skirt, and the wide collar fell down.Looking closely, Yao Ji found that there seemed to be red marks on her chest.

It wasn’t the traces of licks and kisses left by that person, but a few words.

She remembered that when Liu Chenzhou was in love, she once used brush strokes on her body. The brush was stained with bright red balsam and moved on the snowy skin. A single purple hair was like a light scratch from thousands of thick hairs.The excitement made her sob and beg for mercy, and she almost lost control in shame.

Thinking of this, the girl’s face turned red.

She hurriedly covered her clothes. She wanted to quickly get water to wash away all these ridiculous traces, but she was curious about what Liu Chenzhou wrote.

After thinking about it, she didn’t call anyone.Holding the table and chair, he walked to the mirror, gently took off his clothes, and saw two lines of small words in the mirror.

The writing was impartial and landed on her plump breasts.There are dots of red marks on the breast mounds that look like fresh snow, just like the red plum blossoms blooming in the snow, which are delicate, beautiful and gorgeous.

The red marks are exactly fourteen words – one

“If you don’t know lovesickness in your life, you will love lovesickness, and it will harm lovesickness.”

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“Empress?”

Zhu’er’s soft voice interrupted Yao Ji’s thoughts. She put her chin on her hands and seemed to have just woken up: “Xu En is back?”

“Waiting outside the door, the empress said no one would disturb her…”

She picked up the teacup and took a sip: “Let him come in.”

Xu En was tired from traveling to and from Nanyuan of the capital several times in one day. He just got off the horse and was even a little out of breath.As soon as he entered the door, he was too angry to take care of Shun, and hurriedly presented the things in his sleeves to Yao Ji: “Madam, these are all collected by this slave. I also have the handwriting left by the master in the inner study hall.”

There is a thick stack of paper, some old and new, some of the ink marks are blurred, but the handwriting on it can be seen to be written by the same person.The difference is probably that the handwriting becomes more rounded and mature as you write to the back.

Yao Ji took it and read it carefully from beginning to end. The more she read, the more confused she became.These writings…are completely different from the two lines of red marks on her chest.

The former is round and majestic, and is a standard pavilion style.The latter has a strong character in its steepness. Even if it is written with loving words and the place where it is written is extremely fragrant, one can still see the iron-breaking metal in the handwriting itself.

When she first saw those two lines of red marks, her face turned red at first, and then she was stunned.

My heart was filled with uncontrollable surprise, and my tongue felt sweet at first, then astringent.

If this was that person’s response… Sensing the sourness on the tip of her nose, Yao Ji realized that she acted indifferently, but she felt aggrieved in her heart.

“Damn eunuch…” she murmured in a low voice, “If you confess your love, just confess it. If you like it, you will like it. Why are you pretending to be paralyzed to make me think…”

Having said this, she sniffed hurriedly, not wanting to lose her composure.Even if you want to cry, you have to cry in front of that damn tsundere and show him!

With this thought in her mind, she couldn’t help but read those two lines over and over again in the mirror.The tip of the tongue keeps savoring it, and the light astringency turns into sweetness without even realizing it.

Just looking at it, Yao Ji felt that the handwriting looked familiar.It seems that she has only seen Liu Chenzhou’s words once, which was the note hidden under the box of ointment that he sent to the Pearl Mirror Hall after he first trained Yao Ji.

Yao Ji’s memory has always been very good. Looking back carefully, it seems that these two lines of characters are not the same. On the contrary, these two lines of characters… She read it carefully again and frowned unknowingly. How could it be quite similar to the characters of “Mr. Liu Quan”…

“Mr. Liuquan” may be Yongshu. No one can confirm this, but combined with Yongshu’s life and the location where the calligraphy and paintings were found, this speculation should not be wrong.Why is Liu Chenzhou’s handwriting similar to that of the deposed emperor who burned himself to death more than ten years ago?

Yao Ji was confused. After tidying up, she called Xu En over: “Do you have your master’s handwriting there?”

Xu Endao: “My slave and the master occasionally send letters, but the letters are all left in the capital and are not carried with me.”

She thought for a while and then ordered Xu En to go back to Beijing to get it.When I took it into my hand, I saw that the handwriting was exactly the same as the note under the ointment.

One person, but two handwritings.One is revealed in front of others, and the other is written on her breasts. It is obviously a secret message only for her and only he and the two of them can read.

Thinking of all the previous doubts and clues connected with each other, Yao Ji couldn’t help but have an incredible but seemingly reasonable idea in her mind – Could Liu Chenzhou be a descendant of Yong Shuren…