[R18] Harem chaos (NP High H) – “Harem Chaos (NP High H)” 42. Playing with pussy under the desk in public [English]

“Don’t move around. I’ll send Qing Huan away later, and you can come out again.” Xia Wanyuan whispered to Rufeng at the center of her legs.

“My slave won’t go out casually.” Rufeng raised the corner of his lips, he promised she wouldn’t go out, but he didn’t say he wouldn’t move around.

Qing Huan moved a chair and sat in front of Xia Wanyuan, and talked about poetry and books with her.

Although Xia Wanan was not a very talented woman, she had read poetry and books since she was a child. Because she grew up in the Southern Wei Dynasty, compared with the civil servants in the court, sometimes her views were somewhat original.Every day, Qing Huan would take some time to communicate with her.

Yesterday, the two of them were talking about Wang Kaizhi, a poet from the previous dynasty. Qing Huan went back and flipped through the book of poems, and found that there was only half a poem left. Today, she asked about Xia Wanyuan again.

“I know, my palace…oh, there is a book of poems by he in the Southern Wei Palace, and the one you mentioned is also excerpted.”

The Southern Wei Dynasty came from the same branch as the previous dynasty, and the culture was also inherited from the same origin. After Xia Wanyuan recited it once, she actually asked Ying: “Let me write it down for you.”

Qing Huan was naturally happy, but she scanned the room and asked, “Where is your personal eunuch?”

“He…went out for something.”

“Then let me help the beauty grind it.”

“No, I’ll do it myself.” Just as Xia Wanyuan was about to stand up, Rufeng lost her composure. She lightly hooked her fingertips and touched her lips between her legs, rubbing them gently.

“Ah…” Xia Wanyuan’s body trembled, and she couldn’t help but let out a small yelp, and her buttocks that she had just lifted dropped again.

“Beauty, what’s wrong with you?”

“Uh…” Xia Wanyuan was embarrassed to say that it was Rufeng’s mischief, so she gave an excuse, “I am also your cousin after all. You called me Beauty, Strange Shengren. If there is no one else, just call me Wanyuan.”

The homeland is gone, and the connections of the previous royal family are scattered. Only Qing Huan is left in this branch, so she was sent to the temple when she was young. However, she did not expect to meet her blood relatives here. Although Xia Wanyuan has blood relatives, she is far away from her hometown and is alone. She seems to be in the same boat. Qing Huan couldn’t help but call her “Wanmei”.

He’s face was still expressionless, cold and indifferent, but the frost in his eyes was no longer there.

After taking the ink stick and pouring in the water, Qing Huan personally ground the ink for her. Xia Wanyuan spread the paper and lifted the pen. As soon as she put it down, her hand shook again and a big ink dot fell.

Under the desk, Rufeng’s fingers got into the cracks of the flowers. The sensitive flower wall still clamped the jade stone, which was vaguely visible at the entrance of the hole. In fact, he was so cruel that he opened the hole and pinched the jade stone to easily take it out. But he didn’t, and he wanted to take his time.

The fingertips pressed against the flesh wall to open up the flower diameter little by little, twisting and twisting the flesh, and then penetrated inside.

After all this tossing, the man’s finger joints couldn’t help but rub against the protruding flesh ring in the flower path, although he was able to hold the jade hand tightly. The flesh trembled endlessly, and his body began to tremble and tremble, and his right hand was shaking so much that he couldn’t even hold the pen steadily.

Xia Wanyuan’s breathing became more and more rapid. She bit her lower lip desperately, moved her hips, and clamped her legs tightly, trying to stop the evil act. Unexpectedly, Rufeng turned out to be obedient and held the jade posture and stopped moving.

“You look at me writing…I feel a little embarrassed…Why don’t you go do other things first and pick it up later.”

Xia Wanan managed to catch her breath and made up a reason to let Qing Huan leave temporarily.

“Your face is so red, are you okay?” If she were an ordinary concubine, Qing Huan would have walked away long ago. She was already Xia Wandan. Qing Huan didn’t think about it at all, but she was a little concerned.

“It’s okay…just shy…”

Qing Huan nodded and turned around.

Xia Wanyuan let out a deep breath and stretched her hands to the center of her legs, trying to push Rufeng away.

“Princess, don’t worry, you’ll be fine soon.” Rufeng didn’t wait for Xia Wanan to take action, and then started to pull out the jade stone again.

However, the body that was suffering from lustful poison was different from the past. With one stroke, the honey hole began to squirm violently, and the wet and hot flesh wrapped around the fingers. It was sucked and twisted greedily, and it was dragged in little by little, but it was reluctant to let go of the thing in the hole.

In fact, no matter how powerful the tugging was, it could not match the man’s strength, but Rufeng deliberately followed the wriggling movement and pushed his hand inward. The slippery flesh wall actually slicked and sucked in. The fingertips that were holding the bottom were also washed and buried in the hole.

“Hmm…” Xia Wanyuan made an extremely unnatural hum, winding and lingering, and extremely alluring.

Qing Huan, who had just taken two steps, heard the sound and immediately turned around.