Falling down the emperor's couch by mistake: the emperor's concubine

In just a moment, Ye Jinmo quickly dismissed this thought. With his keen insight, how could there be a wrong judgment?

He stared at the woman under him again, with a hint of elusiveness in his eyes.

Little did they know that just now, after Su Qiyu committed suicide by biting her tongue, her soul had already been replaced by another person.

It took Su Qiyu a lot of effort to open her eyes, and finally saw everything in front of her clearly.

Huh!What a statue of a beautiful male god stands in front of his eyes!

He is shirtless, his rigid lines are as delicate as sculpture, especially that face, he is simply the idol of a male god in his heart!

However, the handsome man's eyes were as sharp as a forest of needles and arrows, with a little disgust and hatred, and a little bit of surprise, were he staring at himself?

Su Qiyu was uncertain and wanted to reach out to touch her face for flowers, otherwise she would feel uncomfortable being stared at by him, but the next moment, she found that her hands were imprisoned.

"Want to move?" Ye Jinmo looked at Su Qiyu's futile movements with disdain, and pulled the hand that was clasping her tightly to the top of her head.

"Ah, it hurts!" Su Qiyu screamed like a pig butcher.

Ye Jinmo frowned, already displeased.

Su Qiyu gasped in fright, and began to struggle with her hands.

What's the matter?She remembered that she was clubbing with a few good friends, and then got drunk. Could it be that she was drunk and passed through in a daze?

I have read the bloody time travel plots in various vulgar novels, and now I know that in the matter of time travel, there is no most bloody, only more bloody.

"Hey, you, let me go!" Su Qiyu was sure that she had really come into this world, so she had no choice but to be at ease when she came, but this handsome man is so sexy, yet so violent, his impression points are greatly reduced!

Ye Jinmo looked at the futility of the weak woman under him with disdain, and his big palm tightly held the little powder fist in his palm, but he still tried desperately to escape.

Especially her howling, although the voice was still as pleasant as a mountain spring, but the tone of resentment and resentment was in stark contrast to the previous weakness.

Ye Jinmo showed a wicked smile, clasped her hands tightly with one hand, and pinched her chin with the other hand, clasping her so hard that she couldn't move. "Su Qiyu, this is your true face. You and your old ministers and elders should all go to hell."

Afterwards, his big hand tightly clasped her chin, and he lowered his head to bite her neck in retaliation, once and for all, the pain caused Su Qiyu to scream loudly.

"Ah, you demon, vampire, let me go!" Su Qiyu yelled in fear, but no matter how loudly she yelled, no one would pay attention to her. Who told this demon on her body to be the supreme Ninth Five Lord? ?

In Daxing, no one can resist his order, even if there is, there is only one ending, and that is death!

Ye Jinmo ignored those incomprehensible words. At this moment, there was only hatred in his heart, and only the resentment that had been poured on her was waiting to be vented. Nothing could stop his revenge.

Su Qiyu felt that the tattered clothes on her body were torn without mercy, and she felt a gust of cold wind blowing over her body, but was quickly covered by the scorching heat.Ye Jinmo pressed her up, enclosing her in her own territory, unable to move.

Of course Su Qiyu knew what she was going to do next. Modern people's thinking prevented her from being so conservative, but she was required to somehow travel through time to have a skin-to-skin relationship with a strange man.

This, how can this be?