The Devil King of fast wear was a little sweet ( Machine Translation )

Even if the Gu worm was raised by her, she would not be able to sleep well with such a thing on her head, right?

Xia Ling got up, took the night pearl down, put it in the box, and hid it in the dresser.

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The next day, when the moon rose, Yin Tingyan came again.

Right now, there was only Xia Ling in the Harem. Other than managing the palace maids and eunuchs, there were no other palace duties. So when it got dark, Xia Ling, who had nothing to do, washed herself and went to sleep.

When Yin Tingyan came in, he did not hide the sound of his footsteps.

But when he reached the side of the bed, the woman lying on the side of the bed still did not have the slightest reaction!

"Cough!" He clenched his fist and cleared his throat.

Xia Ling woke up from her sleep. She sat up and the thin blanket slipped off her body.

"Your Majesty!" Getting up, Xia Ling got off the bed and called out to Yin Tingyan.

Her black hair was disheveled and she stood barefoot in front of the bed. Under the moonlight, her fair and well-proportioned legs were faintly discernible under the white undergarments. Yin Tingyan's body tensed up and he looked away, wanting to divert his attention.

He did not expect that there was more material in front of a woman.

The undergarments had become loose when she slept, and they were barely hanging on her body. Yin Tingyan wished that the clothes would fall off directly.

When she stood in front of him without wearing anything, he did not have this kind of impulse.

"Empress! Come to me!" Yin Tingyan's voice was dry and hoarse. He clearly had an impulse, but he still had to put on a cold attitude toward Xia Ling.

Xia Ling looked at him and smiled.

"Your Majesty, I'm sleepy. If you don't come over, I'll sleep."

She turned around and returned to the bed. She lifted the thin blanket and looked like she was really going to sleep.

A strong force came from behind her. The man's broad palm was like a hot iron pressing down on her waist. Xia Ling was instantly pushed onto the bed.

The Phoenix Perch Palace did not have a lantern. Without the illumination of the night pearl, they could only lean against the bright moonlight outside the window.

The light on the bed was cold and hazy.

The heat in Yin Tingyan's eyes was like a whirlpool. He stared at Xia Ling closely and turned his face away.

He pressed the tip of his nose down and bit Xia Ling's neck.

He moved very quickly. Perhaps after he was teased by her, he went back and read some teaching booklet?

What nine... Shallow... One... Deep, old... Trees... Roots...

The same tricks were used by Yin Tingyan as if he was carrying out a mission.

Xia Ling was exhausted from Yin Tingyan's torture. Her voice was so hoarse that she could not hear. The man galloping on her body was like an accurate and meticulous machine.

He was trying to make her lose control by teasing her, so that he could control her!

"Queen, aren't you very proud? Why, now you can't even speak properly?" He gently bit the tip of Xia Ling's ear. Yin Tingyan was staying in her body in a bad way while he moved slowly.

He was looking for the point that made Xia Ling extremely numb, but she was not satisfied.

Repeatedly from a high point, and then down.

He was torturing her like a storm, precise and lasting, but he did not pity her when she was down, using words to humiliate her!

Xia Ling's consciousness rose and fell. Half an incense stick had passed, and Xia Ling did not even want to move her fingers, but her body was so uncomfortable that it felt like it was about to explode.

"Empress, why don't you just admit defeat? Be good and never challenge my authority again!" Yin Tingyan curled his thin lips. There was some sweat on his forehead, but his eyes were extremely deep.

He would get up from wherever he fell. Yin Tingyan had come prepared, and what he wanted was to subdue Shangguan Ling!