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Chapter 669 Heartbeat

General Han could clearly feel his heartbeat. The room was already extremely dark. Although his eyesight was much stronger than that of ordinary people, he could not see anything else in this room without any light. He only saw the plump figure in front of him, and also smelled the tempting fragrance that spread from Qinghou's body in his nose.

"General Han, what are you waiting for?" Qinghou's voice was gentle and gentle, and it was so charming: "I am waiting to see your golden finger, but I won't take it down yet."

Han Mo calmed down and then carefully took off the strange metal gloves on his right hand. For a moment, the golden light of the eggs really lit up in the room. Han Mo's two golden fingers could be clearly seen in the room.

Although the golden light was light, it was enough to see the face of Qinghou. The golden light shone on Qinghou's fair and tender face, and a layer of golden light appeared. The charming and delicate face actually showed a beautiful atmosphere.

She blinked her eyes and sighed quietly: "It's true that she is a strange talent. I have always thought it was a legend. It turns out... it's true..." As she spoke, she had already stretched out her hands and gently held Han Mo's right hand.

Her hands were smooth and delicate, extremely gentle, like warm jade. Han Mo let her hold her hand, but for a moment she didn't know what to say.

Qinghou gently stroked Han Mo's right hand, but his charming eyes looked at Han Mo's eyes in a seductive way. Under the faint golden light, Qinghou's charming eyes seemed to drip out of water.

Han Mo was really surprised this time.

If it was just a sign of seduction, then at this time, this Qinghou had already taken the initiative to contact his skin.

"Seduce me... the queen of Qingguo seduces me!" Han Mo's heart beat. For some reason, in this dark room, he was so ambiguous with this beautiful woman, and his face felt a fever.

"Your heart is beating?" Qinghou's voice was like water, captivating.

Han Mo tried his best to calm himself down: "Queen, I... just be afraid..."

"Scared?" Qinghou laughed and said, "What are you afraid of?"

"The foreign minister is afraid that someone will rush out at this time... and charge the foreign minister with a serious crime of invading the queen." Han Mo sighed: "If that is the case, the foreign minister will not be able to wash it even if he jumps into the Yellow River."

"There is no queen or foreign minister here." Qinghou bit his red lips, his charming eyes rippled with spring waves, and he said in a delicate manner: "Close the window and turn off the lights, there is only one man and one woman here..."

Han Mo said shyly: "Queen..."

"There is no one here." Qinghou glared at Han Mo fiercely: "Do you think I brought you here to set a trap for you?"

Han Mo shook his head and said, "Han Mo... didn't think so."

Qinghou smiled charmingly, "Your heartbeats are getting harder and harder... what are you thinking about now?"

"Well...no..."

"No?" Qinghou said coquettishly, like his little daughter: "Then why are your face red and your heart beating so fast?"

Han Mo sighed in his heart that this woman is indeed born with charming and knows how to seduce men. The words are filled with endless teasing and endless temptation.

Han Mo calmed down. Although he was seduced by this noble beauty, his mental age was very mature after all. Since this woman wanted to seduce herself, she could not let him tease her like Brother Chu.

Until now, he was still wondering why Qinghou had to come to him to come out of the treasure pavilion to make spring, but he had already confirmed that there were indeed no ambush around him.

...

"Queen, as you said, in the lonely room, it is pitch black, a man facing a beautiful woman... This is always a scene that makes people feel a little heartbeat." Han Mo sighed softly: "Han Mo is also a flesh-and-blood body, and it is inevitable that the seven emotions and six desires of ordinary people."

Qinghou giggled, his flowers were waving, his plump breasts were rippling, and his swaying posture, but his hands gently stroked Han Mo's golden fingers, and his eyes were as charming as spring: "Aren't you the stars in the sky descending to earth?"

"If I really am the star in heaven descending to the earth, the empress will be the fairy in heaven descending to the earth." Han Mo stared at Qinghou's face that was already flushed and full of spring, and chuckled: "Xingsu still has a heartbeat when he sees the fairy."

"A person who is tactful." Qinghou said softly: "Then I want to see if your heart is beating hard..." At this point, she still held Han Mo's hand in her left hand, and her other hand touched Han Mo's chest.

Han Mo did not relax his vigilance. He turned his wrist and held Qinghou's left hand in reverse. The jade wrist was as gentle as jade, smooth and delicate. Han Mo held it calmly, as if it was excited, but in fact he was holding Qinghou's pulse.

He could not confirm whether Qinghou had the skill to be there, but the seduction tonight was strange. In this ambiguous mood, he could not relax his vigilance. As long as Qinghou had a slight movement, he would crush Qinghou's pulse, at least seek to protect himself and get out of here.

Qinghou didn't seem to care that Han Mo held her wrist. In the darkness, her right hand had already touched Han Mo's heart, and then said quietly: "I can't feel your heartbeat... What do you think you should do?"

Han Mo smiled softly and said, "What should I do if the Empress thinks?"

Qinghou laughed and his hands gently groped Han Mo's chest. Finally, he cut into Han Mo's clothes and reached into Han Mo's clothes. The smooth and tender little hand actually came into contact with Han Mo's chest and skin.

Han Mo's whole body felt soft and finally he was sure that the queen of Qing Kingdom was really going to have a dewy marriage with him.

His body was like a javelin, and his right hand steadily held Qinghou's left hand. Qinghou's hand gently stroked Han Mo's chest, but his beautiful face was raised, and the charming eyes of spring waves were staring straight at Han Mo's eyes. The coquettish beauty emanated from her bones.

"Are you still... scared?" Qinghou's breath seemed to be quicker, and his throat occasionally made a rude moan, not like she was stroking Han Mo, but like Han Mo was stroking her.

In such an environment, under the flood of spring, whether it is Qinghou or Han Mo, they will feel stimulating and their blood will be rolling up involuntarily.

As the saying goes, a wife is worse than a concubine, and a concubine is worse than a concubine.

This is a "affective" between a country and a foreign envoy afterwards. Both sides will find it very exciting in terms of identity and content.

"Empress... are you scared?" Han Mo finally asked softly.

Qinghou smiled charmingly, bit his red lips, approached and whispered: "I am not afraid yet, don't you know how to take a look?"

"Han Mo is dull, don't know how to see it!"

Qinghou gave Han Mo a blank look, showing her romantic look. Her left hand, which was locked by Han Mo, suddenly retracted. In amazement, the noble beautiful woman took back the right hand that touched Han Mo's chest, and held Han Mo's right hand with both hands again. She looked at Han Mo and whispered: "Raise your golden finger..."

Han Mo didn't know what the beautiful woman wanted to do, but at this time, he naturally wouldn't refuse and stretched out two golden fingers.

Qinghou bit his red lips, looked at the golden fingers, looked up at Han Mo, and smiled charmingly, and opened his mouth to put the two golden fingers into his mouth.

Han Mo opened his mouth with a look of surprise.

After the celebration, he actually held his fingers in his mouth. This is probably something that people in the world could not even think of. However, this action is so captivating, so charming, full of temptation to make people feel dry and tempted.

Qinghou's small mouth was warm and wet, and the little lilac tongue was like a snake. She flexibly teased Han Mo's two fingers in her mouth, but the eyes looked up and stared at Han Mo's eyes. In addition to being charming, she was pitiful.

It's indeed a first-class charmer.

Being able to firmly control the emperor of Qing State under his pomegranate skirt, the queen of Qing State really has a powerful charm that ordinary women cannot match.

If Yan Xueji is in the bed, passionate, passionate, and burning passion like fire, then this queen is like water, letting you bathe in the water, like a dream, and unknowingly, it will make you lose your bones and forget you.

Her every frown, smile, words and deeds were very natural, natural, but she was also charming and charming. How many men could resist the coquettishness revealed in nobility?

Her movements were gentle. After a long time, she took her finger out of her mouth, looked at Han Mo, and said softly: "I am the queen, you are a foreign minister, we are here... like this... do you want to know if I am afraid?"

Han Mo sighed: "Empress, Han Mo wants to know why you are like this?"

Qinghou bit his red lips and said angrily: "Do you think I am a slut who can do the best in your heart?"

This shocking question did not surprise Han Mo too much. There were too many things to be surprised tonight. Han Mo calmed down instead and just smiled and said, "The Empress is extremely noble, so naturally she is not... a slut!"

"I like you, that's the reason..." Qinghou's eyes were as charming as water, "I just want you to know now that I am not afraid of it!" Speaking of this, Qinghou took Han Mo's left hand and slowly pulled it to his chest. With the other hand, he pulled open his clothes, and actually led Han Mo's hand into his clothes, then reached into his breast, leading to his plump breast.

Han Mo only felt a warm feeling of his hands, touching a plump and tender flesh, which was perfectly shaped, full and firm, and smooth and full of elasticity.

His fingers penetrated deep into the tube top, and the room suddenly became dark. Only two people breathed a little rapid, echoing in the air. The plump snow breasts were round and full, and Han Mo's hand even touched the cherry on it. It was already extremely hard and perky.

"My heartbeats fast, not because of fear... it's excitement..." Qinghou said in a dream, "Good man, do you still want me to beg you?"
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