《They all want to put me in a small dark room (np)》8. the queen mother and her sons
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In the past few days, the new emperor has been very busy, and everyone is watching.
Everyone in Luanning Hall knew that even so, the new emperor would always come here immediately after he was done with government affairs to accompany the empress dowager to sleep.
This deep affection is really touching, and many people feel pity behind their backs, but it is a pity that this love is not accepted by the world.
Of course, Jin Luan also knew that his eldest son would come every day in the cold and dewy nights, gently lift the quilt, put a kiss on his forehead without exception, and hug him tightly in his arms middle. But he couldn't sleep for a long time, so he got up and went to the morning.
She slept lightly last night, and after being woken up by a cold air, she was immediately embraced by a fiery body.
In a daze, Jin Luan touched Jin Qi's back, and he was not as strong as in the previous days. Some felt distressed and hugged Jin Qi tightly, buried himself in his chest, and muttered, "How did Qi'er lose weight like this?..." She sniffed sadly.
When Jin Qi heard her words, he was stunned for a moment, his tired body seemed to be filled with endless warmth, and his heart was so hot that it was about to burn. But he just calmed down his restless heart, hugged the woman tighter, kissed the top of her smooth hair, and said softly in a tender tone, "Go to sleep, mother."
After a few days, Jin Qi finally got a little free time, sitting in the imperial study, looking in the direction of Luanning Hall, he really missed it.
Then he called Xiao Fuzi in, and ordered, "Go and invite the queen mother, and say that I have a headache."
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"Yes, the servant will go now."
Jin Qi really had a headache, and he hadn't slept well for several days. Sleeping for only one or two hours a day, even a hard worker can't stand it.
But let Jin Luan come, just because he thinks hard.
Not long after, Xiao Fuzi led Jin Luan in.
As soon as Jin Luan entered the imperial study, he saw Jin Qizheng frowning and rubbing his temples. Immediately he stepped forward in a hurry, pulled his hand down, put on his own, and kneaded for his son.
"Qi'er has a headache? Ai's family will let the imperial doctor come to see you." Then he went down and ordered.
As soon as he turned around, Jin Qila sat on his lap again.
I saw that he buried his head in Jin Luan's breasts, took a deep breath of the woman's fragrance, and felt that his head would not hurt in an instant.
But he still said in a muffled voice, "Mother, my whole body hurts so much..." I
don't know if it was Jin Luan's illusion, there was a hint of grievance in his low and sexy voice, and a hint of hoarseness.
This time, Jin Luan was even more anxious.
"Ah? Where does it hurt? Where does it hurt? Hurry up and tell the mother! Hurry up and get an imperial doctor!"
But Jin Qi buried in her chest and secretly raised the corners of his mouth, thinking how could Luan'er be so cute and deceitful.
"My mother, only my mother can cure my illness."
After speaking, he teased the fruit protruding in front of his eyes through his clothes, pulled up the golden one with one hand, and poked into his own trousers.
Seeing this, Jin Luan let out a sigh of relief, and said coquettishly, "You know how to scare me...but it makes Aijia anxious."
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He felt his son's swollen things, and thought that he had not had a good time these days, so he went along with it. In his mind, he started to tuck up and down, and pulled out his clothes so that Jin Qi could lick them.
When Jin Qi saw the snow milk that he hadn't seen for a long time, his eyes were instantly red, and he couldn't help licking it. After a while, he slowly went up, and the fine kiss fell on Jin Luan's elongated slender neck. Passing the chin, he came to the pink lips and sucked.
The lips and tongues were hooked, the body fluids were exchanged, and Jin Qi's longing was finally relieved a little at this moment, but it was obviously not enough.
Longgen's quilt made it extremely hot, Jin Qi impatiently lifted Jin Luan's dress, opened his trousers, squeezed his cock in, and pushed it up vigorously. Jinluan's flower hole has long been wet.
"Queen Mother... Queen Mother..." Jin Qi's full of love and longing could only be vented through the movements and constant calls under him, but it did not decrease but instead increased. Every glance of Jin Luan made him even more obsessed.
His mother is his life! He only wished that he could not be integrated with her and would never be separated from life to life.
The two of them relived the joys of the past indifferently, but when Jin Qi was about to erupt, Xiao Fuzi's panicked voice came from outside the door.
"Hey! Hey! Please wait a moment, my lord! I can't go in now! My lord!"
The door of the imperial study was suddenly pushed open, and a man in a purple dress walked in with a frivolous step, smiling all over his face. He has the same peach blossom eyes as Jin Luan, but compared to Jin Qi's fierceness, his peach blossom eyes are more like Jin Luan's charm. They are equally captivating, but with a little more frivolity and indifference. A handsome young man.
Fortunately, when Xiao Fuzi made a sound, Jin Qi helped Jin Luan close up the collar, pressed her face into his arms, and covered their lower bodies with a dragon robe. The tight parts were not separated yet. Even at the moment when the door was opened, Jin Luan was so frightened that he tightened his flower hole. Jin Qi was caught in such a way, and immediately released Jingguan and shot into the uterus. The ground trembled.
Jin Qi looked unhappy at the person who came, and found that it was the second brother who had not seen him for a long time, the second younger brother of the same father and mother. He had to suppress his anger and calm down.
Even though the heat in Jin Luan's body was still surging, the two of them sat behind the table as if nothing had happened.
Only Jin Luan's hands were holding Jin Qi's clothes tightly, and he couldn't stand the prolonged ejaculation. Tears were squeezed out of the corners of his eyes, and his body kept shaking.
Force yourself to calm down and not call someone to find out the difference between the two.
"Brother Huang, it's no wonder that Xiao Fuzi stopped me and didn't let me in. It turns out that Brother Huang is having a close relationship with a beauty. Congratulations to Brother Huang."
As soon as Jin Xi came in, he saw a beautiful woman with a graceful figure. Weakly buried his head in the arms of his brother, his body trembled softly, as if he was sobbing softly.
It's just...how does this figure look familiar...
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