The Empress is a pam

A man was lying on a classical carved bed of huanghuali wood, his face beautiful and handsome.,With a difficult lift of her gaze, she instantly collided with a pair of eyes as black as obsidian.,He propped himself up, seeing the man's eyes close once more. His handsome face flushed red, his temples and sideburns damp with sweat as if he had reached his limit.。