In fact, the word "possession" is very directional and offensive. For example, you can say that you possess wealth or real estate, but the first major prerequisite is whether this thing belongs to you.

And immediately, An Nuanzhi had a strong premonition that Murong Wuhen would perfectly interpret the word "possession".

An Nuanzhi had no way to hide, no way to escape, so she could only lie on her back on the bed, her hands and feet were stuck, and she couldn't move at all. At this time, even Murong Wuhen's eyes were blood red.

, he was drunk. Drunk people are always extremely powerful. To them, any resistance is like sprinkling a handful of salt on the fire, which will burn more and more.

Of course An Nuanzhi understands this simple and easy-to-understand truth.

Simply, she became even more motionless.

Let Murong Wuhen be at the mercy of him.

An Nuanzhi once heard a saying that being molested is like riding a roller coaster for a person who is afraid of heights. Although she was resisting in her heart, the process was getting higher and higher, and the climax came one after another. An Nuanzhi didn't feel this way, she just

She felt stiff and astringent all over, unable to move. Her body was like clothes being rubbed around in the hands of a tailor.

Until the last step, her mind was blank. There was no shouting, no resistance, and no panic. Her heart was like a parabola, raising her head from the lowest point and falling from the highest point, even to the point where she

After thinking about it for a while, she was not so repelled by the man in her, but actually had some reaction. Let's put it this way, she actually let out a low squeak during the process.

Is she really a slut?

Or is it the kind of person who wants to refuse but is still ashamed?

An Nuanzhi was confused.

At this time, Murong Wuhen looked at the fair-skinned woman. He speeded up, but slowed down. The heat on his body was very high, and all he could see was this alluring face, dark and hazy.

With big eyes, Murong Wuhen quickly shook his head twice, stopped, became quiet, and soared into the sky.

This kind of beauty has never happened before. No matter how many women he has experienced, none seems to be as thrilling and perfect as what An Nuan Zhi brought to him. It seems like he has lived his life again, very passionate and comfortable.

He suddenly regretted why he didn't taste her earlier?

Suddenly, when Murong Wuhen looked into An Nuanzhi's big and bright eyes again, he suddenly had a crazy idea. He wanted to make this woman belong only to him!!

At night, when An Nuanzhi walked out of Chengde Hall, her legs were trembling. Murong Wuhen didn't know how many times he forced her, but she didn't resist every time. Her head was still wide open and empty.

Yes, I don’t know what to think.

She still remembered a conversation she had with Murong Wuhen after she got dressed——

Murong Wuhen said, "You will be my bed-warming slave from now on. You can't refuse me when I want your body. I won't let you leave the palace. Do you want to marry Tian Kemao? Don't even think about it!"

An Nuanzhi smiled coldly, "Your Majesty, don't you think it's ridiculous? Nuanzhi is not your concubine, not your wife, she is just a little talented girl. Besides, going to bed is a kind of enjoyment. You love

I wish that Emperor Hehuan would keep Nuan Zhi this time? Why doesn’t the Emperor let Nuan Zhi marry the King of Tian Fan? Could it be that, Your Majesty, you have fallen in love with Nuan Zhi?”

After hearing the last sentence, Murong Wuhen's expression condensed. He was silent for a few seconds and his voice became lower.

"You can think so too!"

After saying this, he put on his clothes, turned around and left.

"Are you in love with me? Are you in love with me? Are you in love with me?" On the way back to the palace, An Nuanzhi kept repeating this simple question in his mind. This question was asked no less than a hundred times. She had tried it a thousand times, but suddenly, she wanted to hear it from Murong Wuhen's mouth.

What's wrong? Is she crazy?

What's wrong, is she also in love with Murong Wuhen?

The next day, Murong Wuhen went to Anxin Palace and asked the Queen Mother to revoke the marriage. He said that he wanted An Nuanzhi to be his bed-warming slave.

Of course, the Queen Mother's first reaction when she heard this was anger. Just imagine, the woman with the most power in the harem, a woman who sticks to her word, if she were asked to withdraw her decree, the more feasible way would be for her to die. If she were herself If she takes back the imperial edict, wouldn't it mean waving her hand and slapping herself? What will she, the Queen Mother, do in the future?

Therefore, the Queen Mother almost had no room for buffering and refused.

Although Murong Wuhen was not a benevolent king, he was a filial son, so he had no choice but to return to Chengde Hall.

As soon as he entered the hall, he saw An Nuanzhi playing with a red wine cup with a faint smile. She seemed to be completely intoxicated in her own world. Why was she smiling? It was very simple. An Nuanzhi suddenly remembered that she had been with Lan Yiluo. I also used a similar wine glass when I got married.

But this made Murong Wuhen think that An Nuanzhi couldn't wait to marry into the Xia Yu Kingdom and become the vassal princess.

Human action patterns are all reflex arcs. The source of Murong Wuhen's reflex arc is An Nuanzhi's smile. Such a smile has never bloomed in front of him. Of course, he instinctively thinks that An Nuanzhi misses a man. , and also thinking about other men.

So, after Murong Wuhen molested An Nuanzhi, he lost control again. His possessiveness made him jealous. Not to mention that she missed other men, even though the image of a male dog came to her mind. , he will be jealous.

Murong Wuhen's big hands wrapped around An Nuanzhi's waist without any gentleness, he said coldly and evilly.

"Take off your clothes!"
Chapter completed!