015 Chapter 14 of “The quick-traveling girl prepares to knock down the male protagonist”

The rise of the soft and cowardly imperial sister (14)

At this time, Zhou Mincai, who had arrived late, came slowly to the eunuch’s loud call. Her moonlight white gauze skirt fell to the ground, her waist was tied tightly, and she held it tightly. Her Yingluo headdress made a lonely sound as she walked along.A touch of playful, slightly pretty almond eyes, sparkling water, bright red mouth, crystal full, exposed skin, white and soft, walking out of the starry night, she is like a fairy under the moon, incredibly beautiful!

In fact, you can tell by looking at Lan Ziyu that Lan Min’s appearance is definitely not bad, but she is used to being cheated by the palace people, so her food and clothing expenses seem shabby. However, in the past 15 days, Lan Ziyu’s attitude change has made many people in the palace smell a different taste. Gradually, their food and clothing expenses have improved. The naturally beautiful Lan Min plus the system’s bonus, and Lan Ziyu’s semen that night, Zhou Min is more and more beautiful.

Zhou Min’s sudden appearance caused a brief silence in the hall. The young prime minister sitting under Lan Ziyu’s hand holding the wine glass trembled slightly, while Lan Ziyu’s eyes, sitting at the top, had not moved away since Zhou Min appeared.

She was beautiful underneath me that night, but looking at her now, I found that she was so beautiful that it made people feel trance-like, as if she would disappear in the blink of an eye!She is so beautiful, so unreal~

“My sister Lan Min has met the emperor, and I wish him happiness and good health~” A soft and waxy voice sounded in the center of the hall, but Lan Ziyu’s sleeping dragon instantly raised its head, and all the ministers were shocked. They were still guessing who this woman was, but they didn’t expect it to be the princess of Lan Kingdom who had never been seen before.

“Emperor’s Sister” Lan Ziyu’s elegant voice is very magnetic, and it is destined to make the woman who hears his voice have the urge to get pregnant, but Zhou Min only feels as if she is being targeted by a snake.

The tasks given to her by this system are different, it seems a bit reversed~~

Wasn’t he going to knock down the male protagonist?Why does she have a sense of déjà vu and danger that the male protagonist is attacking her? What should she do?!(/′ △ `＼ )

Zhou Min stood up and looked around. He didn’t seem to notice his position. He stood in the middle of the hall awkwardly, either leaving or staying. When he saw a handsome man in a green shirt under Lan Ziyu’s left hand stood up and was about to give up his seat, Zhou Min smiled excitedly at him. Maybe Zhou Min didn’t feel anything, but everyone in the hall took a breath.

People often say that looking at a beautiful woman under the lamp will make you more and more confused, but they never said that the beauty under the lamp will be so breathtaking.

When Lan Ziyu saw Zhou Min smiling at Qi Hao again, his eyes flashed with coldness, and his voice could not help but deepen, “Xiao Min’er, come here~”

Zhou Min paused as he walked in the direction of Qi Hao, and looked back at Lan Ziyu in disbelief, especially what the hell was Xiao Min’er with that disgusting voice. However, Zhou Min saw the warning in Lan Ziyu’s eyes, and the courage that he originally didn’t want to pay attention to was given to him!

People have to bow their heads under the eaves (((;╥﹏╥;)))

Zhou Min looked at Qi Hao apologetically. Although he didn’t know exactly who he was, but looking at his temperament and the position assigned to him in the palace, he knew that this person must not be simple!

Slowly walking up the high platform and walking directly to Lan Ziyu, she thought that Lan Ziyu would ask her father-in-law to add a seat next to him, but the truth is often terrible. Lan Ziyu moved her position and patted the side of the already large throne, “Come here~”

“Brother Imperial, isn’t it appropriate! This…” Zhou Min felt that the way Lan Ziyu looked at her was so scary. She felt like she was being raped by him, so when she was around him, she felt her scalp numb~

“Come here!” Lan Ziyu looked at her with a smile, and the danger in his eyes was like a whirlpool that tightly held her, letting her know that if she refused again, the consequences would be serious. Under the gazes of the ministers and envoys below, Zhou Min had no choice but to go to Lan Ziyu’s side.

Because of the desk and the high location, Lan Ziyu was covered from the chest down, so when Zhou Min sat next to Lan Ziyu, he put his hands around her waist unceremoniously and kept stroking the soft flesh on her waist.

But his expression was very natural, leaning on the other side, his eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was thinking about something, and he seemed to be watching the singing and dancing in the audience attentively, but only Zhou Min knew that his hands were as nimble as a snake, and he got into her dress familiarly, from her back down, along the groin, as if he wanted to explore that mysterious territory.

Zhou Min was trembling with fright. Although she couldn’t catch his hand that was making trouble behind her back, she still grabbed his arm tightly and prayed softly, “Brother, don’t~”

The fatal relationship between practicing martial arts and not practicing martial arts is that Lan Ziyu’s palms moved slightly, and a force bounced Zhou Min’s hands away, and those hands took the opportunity to stick to the place where he had been thinking about it for half a month.

Feeling the soft touch in the palm of the hand, he tightened his fingers with a little force, and the round buttocks were completely wrapped in the big palm. His thumb gently rubbed along the buttock groove that was half hidden through the clothes, scraping softly.

Through the silky smooth fabric, the thick fingertips rubbed gently, with a hint of pity, rubbing Zhou Min’s lower body without underwear. He was surprised and angry, because when he thought about the fact that she had no hair under her dress in Taichung just now, he felt jealous that his things were being seen, but the soft touch at this moment made him want to press this slut who was kicked out without wearing underwear on the table and fuck her hard.

“Hmm…” Lan Ziyu let out a low moan from his throat. Immediately, as he moaned, his throat became inexplicably dry. When Zhou Min was sitting next to him, he smelled the faint body fragrance coming from her body. It seemed to be some kind of floral fragrance, which seemed to be there or not. But at this time, it suddenly became richer, and this smell made his eyes light up. This was the smell of that night!

That unforgettable body fragrance, but at this moment, this fragrance is the most powerful charm that destroys all Lan Ziyu’s reason.

Through the slightly damp cloth, Lan Ziyu felt that her eyes were blurred. In a trance, she seemed to see this petite jade-like person naked that night, with her delicate body spread out. The two pink cherries on the plump snow peak were sucked by her, making her become red and swollen with blood, and her body was covered in bruises and bruises.

The fragrance lingering on the tip of the nose is getting thicker and thicker.

A wave of heat surged to the lower abdomen, and the erect male made Lan Ziyu unknowingly increase the intensity of kneading Yu’s buttocks.

“Hmm… um…” A suppressed moan sounded from Zhou Min’s mouth. Although because his voice was small and he was in the palace, few people paid attention, but it didn’t mean that no one noticed, especially those who knew martial arts.

The person who gave way to Zhou Min earlier looked over with a puzzled look, but it was not difficult to see his concern. Zhou Min suddenly stood up and backed away. Because the movement was too big, he bumped into the desk. The cups and saucers on the desk made a jingling sound, which attracted everyone’s attention. However, Zhou Min had no time to take care of it. He bowed his head and said goodbye, “My dear sister, I am not feeling well. Please leave first~”

After saying that, without waiting for Lan Ziyu to agree, she turned around, picked up her skirt and ran away in a hurry, fearing that there would be a voice of rejection behind her, but until she disappeared from the door, Lan Ziyu did not speak, but looked at the crystal index finger under the table, which was still stained with viscous liquid.