The old emperor came to say what joy? He shouldn't blame him for not marrying his seventh princess? Why did he still have leisure and elegant ways to come to their Dongfang Mansion to congratulate him?

Yuan Xiaofan picked up the clothes in a flash. Before the blush on his face had time to fade away, his breathing was even very messy. His half-covered chest kept rising and falling with her messy breathing. Dongfang Ling felt rippling again. He shook the clothes in his hand, strode forward, pinched her ****, and kissed her red lips.

Yuan Xiaofan widened his eyes and looked at him in disbelief. Didn’t he say that the emperor is here? Why is this guy not in a hurry?

After a long time, Dongfang Ling let go of Yuan Xiaofan, put his faint lips to her ear, and whispered: "I'll toss you well tonight."

The warm breath penetrated into her ears. The itchy feeling made her unable to help shrink her body. Dongfang Ling's words made her face turn redder suddenly. She knew that she would not want to rest one night tonight. Fortunately, he was about to go to war, and such days would not be too long.

Dongfang Ling sorted out herself, then turned around and looked at Yuan Xiaofan, who was in a mess, and frowned with a delicate brow, "Can you still do it yourself? Why don't I call the maid to help you?" Seeing her clumsy look, when the emperor arrived at the door, she might not be able to sort out.

"No, I'll do it myself." Yuan Xiaofan immediately stared at his eyes and shouted. She didn't want to be seen like this. It's embarrassing. Now, people with discerning eyes can tell what happened just now.

"You are so stupid, when will you do it? If the emperor arrives, you will be rude in this way. The old man pays attention to these things the most."

"I... I'm not so stupid in normal times, but today this clothes and hair are difficult to get, so don't call someone in here." Yuan Xiaofan reached out to pull his clothes, but it didn't feel right no matter how hard he pulled it. He was obviously not so tight, and he couldn't wear it well, and his pretty little face was almost wrinkled into a ball.

"I'd better ask someone to help you." He shook his head helplessly for her stupid look. He couldn't even wear clothes well. What should I do if I'm so stupid?

After saying that, he turned around and prepared to open the door and call the maid to come in to help her, but before he could reach the door, Yuan Xiaofan ran over and grabbed her with big strides, and his face turned into bitter gourd, "Please, don't call someone in. I'm like this now... too... too..." It was too embarrassing. The second half of the sentence she had been swallowed into her stomach by her.

Dongfang Ling looked at her little face with dark eyes, stunned for a while, and said helplessly: "Okay, then I'll help you." If you don't go out and wait a while, the old man will definitely come in and deal with the military stick.

"You?" Yuan Xiaofan was surprised. Half surprised, half suspicious. She was surprised that she would help herself. She suspected that she couldn't do it well. Will a young master like him who doesn't touch the spring water understand these things? It's not just that wearing a wedding dress, but also that hair has to be recombed. It's all because I was too so I didn't consider the consequences and just let Dongfang Ling do whatever he wanted.
Chapter completed!