Chapter 65 Drunkenness

Hua Feiliu originally just wanted to show off his own piano skills, but he didn't expect that a reward word from Yin Zhaoyu immediately put his status into hell. He bit his lips and lowered his eyes and answered softly, "Thank you to the Lord of the Palace!"

Yin Zhaoyu did not say anything, but nodded indifferently. Hua Feiliu could only stand there for a moment, and he could not stay or leave. Jing Li smiled and waved to him. After Hua Feiliu left, Jing Li hugged Yin Zhaoyu and whispered, "Why is Zhaoyu angry? But do you think I called the playboy to sing, which made the palace owner unhappy?

"No! No, no, it's Zhaoyu who hasn't been in a good mood recently and always can't lift his spirits!" Yin Zhaoyu lowered his head and covered the pain in his eyes. He knew that the emperor could not be alone, but it was not until today that he found that love could not be divided equally.

Jing Li poured a glass of wine and handed it to him. He looked at him with a smile, but her eyes were very frightened. She whispered, "Zhaoyu, this is my own fruit wine. I know that Zhaoyu is invincible, so I specially brewed it and buried it in the ground for nearly a month. The fruity aroma is strong and the wine tastes sweet. Come and taste."

"Thank you, Emperor!" The more she was good to herself, the more sad she was. After taking a sip, Yin Zhaoyu clenched his hands and put them on his knees. His fingers were cold, and his whole body was a little absent.

Jing Li guessed what had happened to him. Seeing that he had successfully used Hua Feiliu to arouse Yin Zhaoyu's jealousy, Jing Li's eyes couldn't help smiling with sarcasm and indifference. She looked at him. He had a kind of hazy beauty under the moon. His beauty was not as enchanting as Hua Feiliu, not as elegant as Zhou Zhichao, nor like a fairy. Jing Feng's steel is strong and thick.

Yin Zhaoyu seemed to feel the unconcealed eyes of Jing Li. He shrank for a moment and avoided her eyes in embarrassment. His shyness aroused the temperament of the big woman in Jing Li's heart. She came over and stretched out and pulled up Yin Zhaoyu.

Under the moon, the two looked at each other. Jing Li's hands slowly moved up from his hands and stroked his arms to his neck. She hooked his neck, smiled, and put her toes against his forehead.

"Zhaoyu, you are so beautiful. I want to kiss you. What should I do?"

"Your Majesty...Your Majesty!" The warm and fragrant breath sprayed on Yin Zhaoyu's face. This feeling made him feel dizzy. He didn't know why, what was this feeling that made him confused and very comfortable? All he knows is that he likes this, likes to be held by Jing Li, and also likes to hold him.

"If you don't speak, it means you agree. I'm going to kiss you!" Jing Li said gently, slowly sticking to his face, and the corners of his mouth were imprinted on his forehead.

With such a deadly ** power, Yin Zhaoyu, who could not control himself, closed his eyes. Jing Li's kiss fell all the way down from his forehead, like raindrops. She kissed his face, his eyes, his nose, his chin, and finally came to his lips.

Yin Zhaoyu was as pure as water and was unable to fight against Jing Li's ambiguous attacks. He gasped, and his whole body was as tight as a fossil. Jing Li was not in a hurry. He slowly depicted the corners of his mouth with his tongue, kissing, kissing and biting little by little.

"Zhaoyu, is itchy?" The whispered voice sounded softly, and Yin Zhaoyu did not dare to answer a word. He was afraid that as soon as he opened his mouth, the uncontrollable moans would blurt out, but even so, Jing Li did not intend to let him go.

She plundered his lips domineeringly, and kept making a charming voice in her mouth to lure him, "If you don't feel well, open your mouth, good boy!"

While saying this, Jing Li even put the novel into his clothes. The feeling of blind date instantly hit Yin Zhaoyu's reason. He couldn't help humming. Jing Li took the opportunity to put his tongue into his mouth, domineeringly found his fragrant tongue and danced with it.

"Your Majesty, your Majesty! Come on, here... let... let people see it... it's not good!" In a simple sentence, Yin Zhaoyu took all his strength to finish it. He gasped, and his whole body was burning like a flame. He didn't know what was wrong with him. He only felt so uncomfortable, but so comfortable.

Yin Zhaoyu's stiff body kept trembling, and he was stunned! Jing Li could only be allowed to rub and touch. The brocade gorgeous clothes had been untied by Jing Li, and the silky brocade section fell down the tender skin of the shoulders, revealing the white and jade-like skin in the clothes.

Jing Li stroked him lovingly and had to admit that this was a man who would make any rotten woman crazy, and she also turned her lips from his face to his shoulder. She kissed and bit her, as if she were tasting the most beautiful treasure in the world.

Yin Zhaoyu only felt hot all over his body, and his throat gasped unconsciously. His heavy breathing made Jing Li fall into intoxicated. She kissed him more forgetfully, and her little hand also reached under his waist. Yin Zhaoyu exclaimed, and the pleasure instantly ran to the depths of his soul...

"Your Majesty, I don't want it. Your Majesty..." The feeling of inability to extricate himself and the panic that he couldn't control made Yin Zhaoyu not beg for mercy. Jing Li smiled indifferently, leaned his body on his chest, and said delicately, "Zhaoyu, hold me back to the bedroom. I want you."

"Emperor... I... is..." Yin Zhaoyu's face seemed to burn. He lowered his head and hugged Jing Li vigorously. Jing Li's body was not heavy, but he was teased by her and weak, and his footsteps were still a little floating. Jing Li leaned his head against his shoulder in his arms.

Tonight! Are you really going to start the wilderness? Tonight! Are you really going to lose yourself? Although this is a female society, although she is not a virgin, she still has the same view of chastity for thousands of years.

But if you want to live, you have to change according to the times, right? Looking up at Yin Zhaoyu's handsome chin, she lost her body with such a man, isn't it?

With a low smile, she was more close to him. Maybe it was the effect of alcohol, maybe she was psychologically prepared, maybe... Maybe the night was too beautiful, maybe maybe the moon was too beautiful, maybe maybe she could only go all the way, maybe... too much, so that Jing Li couldn't help but live such a life.

This night, Jingli's real harem life was officially opened. From ancient times to the present, no harem has not been confused and barren. And she is also coming to the real harem.

The next day, Jing Li was awakened by an arm. She opened her eyes with pain all over her body and found that Yin Zhaoyu was holding herself like a child. His hands, his legs, and half of his body were almost all pressed on her body.