[R18] Looking for her in the crowd – “Looking for her in the crowd” interrupts the sleeping self-blasphemy H [English]

Chapter 123

Before Jiang Rongrong could react, his little hand was already held by he to hold the huge thing.

But at this moment, there were regular knocks on the door.

This knock on the door is very familiar to him, it is the flowing wind.

He once told Liufeng that if it wasn’t about the capital, don’t disturb him when he was getting along with Nongnong.

It seems that Rong Chen has made another move.

Resisting his desire, Rong Jue kissed Jiang Rongrong’s pink cheek, and even took a bite reluctantly.

“Ah——”

Jiang Rongrong looked at the man in front of her angrily.

“I’ll let you go today.”

After saying this, he called Caiyue to come in and serve her.

After arranging his clothes, Rong Jue opened the door. As expected, Liu Feng stood outside the door with an anxious look on his face.

“Sir, something bad is going on. The prince seems to know our whereabouts. I just received the message that the prince’s imperial commander is leading thousands of soldiers and horses to the south of the Yangtze River. Fortunately, the master is very good at predicting the situation and has transferred a group of soldiers and horses from the northwest in advance, which can haunt him for a few days.”

“I understand. In addition, send someone to keep an eye on the outside of the villa. If there are any foreigners with a capital accent, report them to me immediately.”

“Yes!”

Liufeng takes orders.

“Back off.”

In an instant, the black figure disappeared into the night like the wind that came and went without a trace.

When Rong Jue entered the room, Jiang Rongrong was already asleep. He waved Cai Yue to leave. He sat on the side of the bed, looking at her charming face under the candlelight.

His eyes passed over the warm jade worn on the jade bone, and he condensed slightly.

Although this piece of jade is an extremely rare item to protect from the cold, there is a very poignant legend: a princess in the Western Regions was forced to marry into the palace, and finally she and her lover died in love and were buried in a sea of ​​fire. This piece of jade was the princess’s love object.

I don’t know when, rumors spread everywhere that anyone who wears this piece of jade will gradually fall in love with the person who gave it to her.

If you already have someone you love deeply, you will gradually forget about it and only love the person in front of you.

When Rong Jue heard this legend, he just smiled lightly. Although he and Nong Nong were in similar situations, they would never end like this. Even if he died, he would not be willing to carry Nong Nong with him. However, when he heard the effect of this jade, he hesitated.

This temptation is too great. He has longed for her love for so long that his heart aches. What’s more, why did he hear such a legend just when he was looking for Nuan Yu? Is it God’s will?

So he is willing to take a gamble.

Thinking of these days, Nong Nong did rely on him to a certain extent, but it was far less than before, which made him feel depressed.

Liufeng heard from the person in the Western Region before his death that the effect of this jade was getting deeper and deeper, subtle and unbearable.

It’s just that the people who can use this piece of pigeon blood jade are probably poor people who drink poison to quench their thirst, so there is another way.

There are many sexual elixirs in this world, but most of them are used to dissipate the love once the spring night is over.

There is a kind of love medicine in the Western Regions, which does not stimulate desire but arouses love. After taking the medicine, the effect of the medicine is fierce, love grows, and attachment is lingering. Although it can only last for a period of time, if it is used together with the pigeon blood jade, it will be even more powerful.

Rong Jue has never used this medicine on Jiang Rongrong, just take it slow, he will wait until the day when he falls in love with him completely.

But these days, he was shaken when he received a dragnet-like search message for the prince from his subordinates.

He cannot lose her again.

Her beautiful big hands took the little hand that was outside the quilt and wanted to tuck it into the quilt, but she was reluctant to let go because the touch was too soft and warm.

What a Jiaojiao who was born to torture him.

The desire that had not yet been vented hardened again, even more swollen than before.

I couldn’t bear to disturb her sleeping soundly, so I had no choice but to use this method.

In the past, I had thought about her and solved it many times by myself, so Mr. Rong was very skilled in doing this. He gently held the round top with his soft and tender paws, massaged it in circles, and then used his little hands to lift it from the top to the bottom, not even letting go of the two hanging pouches.

When her soft, silky hands held the two huge sperm vesicles, Rong Jue was almost so stimulated that she surrendered on the spot.

He is so thick and soft, so beautiful, she is the most beautiful little fairy in the world.

Clenching his silver teeth, Rong Jue held her little hand tightly and moved it back and forth several times. The penis became even harder, as if he was not satisfied with the soothing of his little hand. A few drops of transparent pre-cum came out of the glans, moistening the palm of her hand like a demonstration.

Rong Jue controlled her fingers and pressed the horse eye at the top. The stimulating current instantly ran through the entire lower abdomen. He was increasingly unable to control the strength. He reached out and touched her sleeping point, then moved in and out unscrupulously with his soft little hands.

Between the two white hands, the terrifying purple-red genitals were looming, the frequency of stroking became faster and faster, the top of the umbrella swelled again, and ejaculate desire surged in like a tide.

Rong Jue hummed, her eyes red, staring at the beauty sleeping on the couch, and ejaculated.

A large wave of semen sprayed out, soaking their intertwined hands, and some sprayed on the bed, and a few drops even landed on the sleeping face.

Just looking at it, Rong Jue felt that he was getting hard again.

Looking at the catkins that had been rubbed red by her, Rong Jue sighed softly, forced herself to suppress her desire, took out a handkerchief, wiped Jiang Rongrong’s little hands clean, and carefully put them back into the quilt.

I wiped myself clean, put on my pajamas, hugged my sleeping body, and closed my eyes in the warm fragrance of her that filled my nose.

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