"Qing Jiujiu!" Ji Shiyan's face darkened: "Who taught you this?"

First, she went out in red clothes and danced a dance that was hard to take away, causing the palace to be in a state of uproar, mainly because of Qing Xiuxiu's dance.

Then he breathed softly into his ear and spoke words that made people think.

Qing Jiujiu's head was either caught in the door, or he was blown away by the wind just now.

She had stayed in Ouhe Building before, and she didn't know if she had learned some shady tricks there.

But Ji Shiyan was not pleased by her. Instead, she felt a vague anger that she couldn't vent and couldn't swallow: "Do you know what you are doing?"

"Isn't it as you wish?" Qing Jiujiusu slid his hand down, brushing against his chest and stopping at the laces of his armor.

It has to be said that Ji Shiyan's outfit is more eye-catching than when he wears court clothes or royal clothes.

He has the killing spirit in his bones and is a true soldier.

It was not without reason that Qing Xiuxiu was so fascinated by him and determined to marry into the prince's palace.

In her memory, there was a small part of Qing Jiujiu who ran to the city wall to peek at Ji Shiyan's expedition when he was young.

Ji Shiyan was not very old at that time. When he went to the battlefield at the age of fifteen, he was still very thin.

A few years later, when he conquered the north and south, recaptured twenty cities on the frontier, and became a general from a soldier, his appearance had changed dramatically.

The original Ji Shiyan was fair-skinned and tall, so tall that women all over the Zhou Dynasty were attracted by her.

Although Ji Shiyan's appearance did not change much after the war, he became taller and more reliable. His body was tanned and roughened by the northwest wind.

The shoulders also become thicker.

From a plain chicken to an eagle.

If his face were placed on a woman, it would be the appearance of a witch that would bring disaster to the country and the people.

...It also has the same effect on Qingjiujiu, who has the phoenix gallbladder in his body.

Of course, the phoenix gall will not make people look at the poisonous prescription, but it will make Qing Jiujiu sink even more deeply when facing Ji Shiyan's face.

She didn't want to but couldn't control it.

Even when she was held in Ji Shiyan's arms, she actually felt at ease.

It's as if Ji Shiyan's chest is some kind of copper wall, which can hide from wind and rain and block uneasiness.

Ji Shiyan's breathing was slightly rapid.

It was impossible for him to resist Qing Jiujiu's teasing.

This woman's breath was like orchid, and when she stayed quietly in his arms, she was like a fox with smooth fur.

The red fox is flamboyant, with charming eyes.

When you deliberately put your hands up and down on him, a man would go crazy.

What's more, Ji Shiyan knows what Qingjiu's wine tastes like, and she knows the taste by eating the marrow. She has the capital that makes all men crazy, and her skin is as delicate as gelatin.

Even at certain moments, when she was forced so hard, the corners of her eyes would turn crimson, making her look like she was crying.

At that time, Ji Shiyan's heart would be slightly pricked by a needle.

You will sink, and you will unconsciously act lightly.

You will want to kiss the redness from the corners of Qing Jiujiu's eyes.

——He obviously wanted to devour this kind of fox, but he couldn't see her in pain.

The palm holding her wrist became increasingly hot. Qing Jiujiu raised her head, exposing her beautiful neck to the hunter's sight, and her breath sprayed on Ji Shiyan's lips.

Just like she was dancing just now, Ji Shiyan's eyes clearly contained three words: tear her apart.

At this time, Qing Jiujiu only had three crazy words in his eyes: "Tear me apart."

Anyone can't bear it.

Ji Shi Yan reached out and held her beautiful neck, and his voice became more and more fierce: "Don't let me touch you with my dirty hands?

The atmosphere between the two is obviously rigid!

The face of Qing Jiujiu is hard to look: "... roll."

This kind of humiliated words, making people sound like drawing a knife in self -esteem.

Her instantly disappeared, and the mood of bright and bright people became no longer: "Roll away."

"This can not be you," Ji Shiyan's face did not see where you saw it: "If you call it, you will go, what are you being a king?"

Qing Jiu was pressed by him in the bed and couldn't move.

From this, she can also feel how much the consumption in the palace in the past few months is almost the shoulders of the seasonal banquet.

Even if she had to fight, she may not lose.

Sweep the big palm, the bed veil is covered.

A small world is separated.

Ji Shi Yan carefully swept Qing's wine's eyebrows. This person was so stubborn, but his appearance was so beautiful.

Even when you are unhappy, don't have a flavor.

"Ben King almost forgot, under the action of Phoenix gallbladder, if you have no love of the king, you will be uncomfortable."

His hand brushed across the cheeks of Qing Jiujiu, and he sneered at the corner of his mouth: "Look, you can't do without the king."

These words are simply more uncomfortable than taking off the clothes of Ji Guangqing's wine.

She clenched her teeth: "Ji Shi Banquet, hurry up if you want to do it, don't talk nonsense for a small composition!"

There is no way she can do this crazy dog ​​at Ji Shi.

One day in the future, cutting off his lower body can make him honest, she may not cost!

... ...

After a cloud of rain, Qing Jiujiu didn't even want to move his fingers, and he was lazy and collapsed on the pillow.

Dizzy, she couldn't even open her eyes.

Look closely, the fingertips are even shivering.

"It seems that the king is good at it," Ji Shiyan left from her, poured out a glass of water and returned, and helped up Qing Jiujiu to feed it.

Qing Jiujiu bite his teeth and not loosen his mouth.

"The stinky temperament is not good." Ji Shi Yan was fierce, apparently he was comfortable, and he didn't mind being more patient with Qingjiu.

He first took a sip of water, and then grasped Qing Jiu's neck, leaned over and kissed her lips, and crossed the water.

"Hmm!"

In the season, the banquet didn't let go, half of the water passed in, and all the remaining half flowed into Qingjiu's neck.

She slapped on the feast face in the season, but because she had no strength, she fell as if it was scratched.

Because people are too hard, the whole person rushes into the arms of the seasonal feast.

Both were sweaty, causing a shudder when they were stuck.

Ji Shi Yan held her hand, and the voice was lazy and cold: "Chop your fox's paws one day in the morning and evening."

When the words fell, I took a bite.

Qing Jiu Jiu was breathless: "..... I want to go to the palace feast."

Ji Shi Yan saw his own tooth marks on the fine white skin, and he was reluctant to kisses it.
Chapter completed!