Daughter not a concubine: black-bellied arrogant killer concubine

Yun Sheng was sitting in the carriage, and occasionally he could hear a few sentences in a low voice, and there was nothing but a chuckle in his heart.

The Fourth Prince Wuyou naturally heard it, even if there was some displeasure on his face.

But Yun Sheng hugged his waist, leaned into his arms and smiled lightly, and turned around on his body in a comfortable position, and rubbed his face on Wuyou's chest like a kitten : "It seems that it is really a year of peace for the country and the people. These people don't need to work hard for their livelihood, so they can only gossip and gossip here."

The fourth prince Wuyou was displeased at hearing all these voices of discussion, but the little wife he hadn't seen in three months was rubbing against him, making him careless, so how could he care about those things? Gossip.

Wuyou resisted the double desire both physically and mentally, and hugged the little thing in his arms tighter: "Stop rubbing, naughty."

But the more Wuyou said this, the more Yun Sheng deliberately twisted on him.But when he suddenly felt something was wrong under his body, he heard Wuyou's hoarse hum

"Um……"

Yun Sheng became honest in an instant, knowing that he had caused trouble and got angry.

Yun Sheng pretended not to know, and sat on Wuyou's lap obediently, but moved slightly to the side as if there was nothing.

But how can this escape worry-free detection.

Seeing the child in his arms, he kept silent for a moment, but Wuyou's lips were slightly raised, and his smile was a bit naughty.

Before Yun Sheng could react, he half-lifted Yun Sheng and placed it between his legs.

Yun Sheng let out an "ah" in surprise, and felt the firm object standing proudly between his legs, as if provocative and clamoring.

The fourth prince Wuyou moved deliberately with a smirk, and Yun Sheng was startled and whispered again, "Ah..."

Wuyou smiled softly, wrapped Yun Sheng's back with one hand so that she couldn't retreat, and stretched out the other hand along the fox fur cloak into the clothes.

For the clothes in the cloak, you only need to pull the belt lightly, and the snow-white tunic inside falls in front of your eyes.

Yun Sheng pushed his hand lightly: "Don't make trouble, there are so many people outside."

But Wuyou leaned close to Yun Sheng's ear and chuckled: "Yun'er just hold back and keep quiet."

Yun Sheng still wanted to push, but Wuyou deliberately moved his lower body, rubbing between Yun Sheng's legs, leaving Yun Sheng with no time to care about other things.

Warm palms stretched into the snow-white tunic, under Huajin's apron, two soft flowers stood upright.

Without hesitation, the big hand covered it with one hand and kneaded it: "Mmm..."

"Why does it seem to be smaller." Wuyou approached Yunsheng's ear and whispered with a soft laugh.

Yun Sheng bit his lips tightly but couldn't help but let out a soft moan.

The Fourth Prince Wuyou was aroused by Yun Sheng's soft moaning, both physically and mentally.

A fire that has been suppressed for several months is about to burst out impatiently.

The two of them were breathing more and more, the fourth prince Wuyou tore off Yun Sheng's dress, and pulled down his obscene pants.

Under the fox velvet cloak, there was a muffled groan and a soft moan...

"Ah."

"Ah... worry-free."

The carriage moved slowly, and the snowflakes in the sky covered the roof of the carriage with a layer of snow-colored silver, and a group of guards accompanied them on both sides, their faces extremely pale.

But the scenery inside the carriage is completely different from the outside.

The small space is full of beautiful spring scenery.

The woman's delicate body moved up and down following the man's movements.The man's heavy breathing was as hot as fire.