The king didn't have much patience. He took off her long skirt at once, and then picked her up directly. Her legs tightly clamped the king's body, and the king held her and came to the queen's coffin in two or three steps. He placed her on the coffin and then continued his siege.
As soon as the king advanced, Ms. Alen groaned in a charming manner, catering perfectly. The king made her kneel on the coffin. Holding her round hips in both hands, she held her chest up and sprinted quickly.
The coffin followed the shaking. The queen in the coffin, with her eyes closed, seems to feel nothing but I know that's not the case.
At that moment, I felt I was channeling for the queen.
Aerial nightmare
That night, I hid behind the sofa just like a stone statue. I couldn't move, so I waited for them
