[R18] Harem chaos (NP High H) – “Harem Chaos (NP High H)” 17. Promising sex in the daytime makes her pregnant with a dragon heir [English]

This was also Xia Wanyuan’s purpose. Now that Emperor Ming asked him personally, she no longer remained reserved, biting her lower lip and nodded gently.

Officials all want to be promoted, and it is common for those in the harem to think about being promoted to the throne. If Xia Wanyuan refused, and said that she only has His Majesty in her heart, it would appear to be hypocritical.

Emperor Ming nodded: “You, Concubine Dai, and Qiao’er are both princesses who came by marriage. She has been promoted to the position of concubine, but you are still a beauty. I can’t bear it, but…”

That one made Xia Wanan’s heart skip a beat.

“But now the only palace left for the concubine is the Seven Kills Palace!”

Although Ling Qiaoer was granted the title of concubine, she never moved out because of her pregnancy. She was still in the Palace of Seven Kills when she died.

There were some rumors in the palace that the Seven Kills Palace was evil, and none of the concubines who lived there had a good end. Although Emperor Ming did not believe this, if Xia Wan was promoted to the concubine position and granted residence in the Seven Kills Palace, he would inevitably miss the people he saw when he went there in the future.

Looking at Xia Wanyuan’s lowered eyes, Emperor Ming also softened his voice: “If Wan’er is pregnant with the dragon heir, I will directly make you my concubine, okay?”

Now that the matter has come to this, Emperor Ming has given him the chance, and Xia Wanyuan has no choice but to agree, but…

“But the emperor doesn’t recruit Wan’er to serve as his bed attendant, so how can Wan’er get pregnant?”

“Although I didn’t invite you to sleep with me, didn’t I come to see you?”

Emperor Ming pulled Xia Wanan into his arms, lowered his head and kissed her lips.

He knows that it is not easy to make a woman fall in love, but it is extremely easy to make her body fall in love. A woman’s body and heart are often connected together. When her body no longer rejects you and starts to enjoy you, her heart will naturally only have you.

Emperor Ming enjoyed this kind of taming, making a woman inseparable physically and mentally from her.

The man’s thin lips pressed against her pink lips, and the tip of his tongue penetrated her mouth, tickling her lilac tongue and sucking.

This sudden kiss made Xia Wanyuan unable to react. In a moment, the breath in her mouth was taken away by him. Her chest felt tight and she felt suffocated.

She breathed deeply, her towering breasts constantly rubbing against the man’s chest, feeling confused and uneasy but also a little excited.

He raised his eyes and looked at her, with a arrogant smile in his eyes. He put his big palms into her clothes, grabbed the plump snowy tits and kneaded them gently, and kept rubbing the nipples in the middle with his palms.

The tip of Xia Wanyuan’s nipple was also a sensitive part of her body, but now it was burned by the hot palm. The scorching heat made her body tremble, and her little mouth couldn’t help moaning, as if she was frightened, but more like she was enjoying it.

The light in Emperor Ming’s eyes flashed again, and his other hand slid down her waist, landed on her soft buttocks, got into the hem of her skirt, came between her legs, and lightly touched her lips.

Although I can’t feel the flowing wetness, my tentacles still feel wet and sticky.

Xia Wan’er stretched out her arm and stood between the two of them. Emperor Ming raised his head, slightly surprised: “Wan’er, what’s wrong? Do you want to reject me again?”

“It’s not good to promote prostitution in the daytime!”

“This matter is simple!” Emperor Ming smiled slightly, called the palace servants over, and whispered a few words in her ear.

After a while, they found a few pieces of black cloth and covered the windows and doors. The room was so dark that it was impossible to see. Then they lit candles, and it was like a dark night.

Under the candlelight, Xia Wandan, who was about 70% like the late empress, now seemed to be alive. Emperor Ming pushed her down on the bed and took off her clothes.

The desire in the lower body was already clamoring, and Emperor Ming slid the hard and non-stop slide on the slightly damp pussy mouth.

The hole became increasingly wet, but Emperor Ming never inserted it, and just stared closely into Xia Wanyuan’s eyes.

Being watched by him like this, Xia Wanyuan felt a little scared and subconsciously clutched the quilt under her body tightly.

“Wan’er really likes me?”

“Your Majesty is my husband, who else can I like besides you…” She looked at him, trying to make herself appear sincere, but she couldn’t do it, so she could only lower her eyes.

“What did you call me just now?”

“Lang…Lang Jun…” Xia Wanan raised her eyelashes, her eyes full of confusion and fear.

Xia Wanyuan didn’t know that the late empress called Emperor Ming a husband in private.

By some mistake, Emperor Ming felt that the woman in front of him seemed like the late empress was still alive. He whispered “My Wan’er”, straightened his waist, and inserted his swollen member into the wet vagina.

“Ah…” The feeling of fulfillment made Xia Wanyuan cry out. She vaguely felt the importance of the word Lang Jun to Emperor Ming, so she added another sentence, “Lang Jun…”