Chapter 624: The Flower of the Nine Heavens Cold Palace dyed red (Part 2)
She has always been very reassuring when it comes to selling teammates.
Zhao Rong: "......"
Zhao Lingfei: "..."
The latter was about to throw the water bag over, but at this moment he turned around in shame and kicked the little girl.
"Smelly Qian'er, shut up! You...ah!"
However, as soon as Zhao Lingfei stretched out her foot to kick Xiao Qian'er's butt, she seemed to realize that something was wrong. In her peripheral vision, the eyes of the husband who was staring at her in front of her widened again, and he swallowed as if he was thirsty.
It turned out that she kicked someone, causing her knees to open up.
Zhao Lingfei quickly retracted her legs, but it was already too late!
A dark shadow flashed before her eyes.
Then she first felt a heat on the ankle of the foot that was about to retract.
Then another squeeze...
Immediately, a numbness like an electric shock spread from the ankles along the woman's slender legs to the waist.
Zhao Lingfei's entire lower body became soft and tender.
It was like a peerless swordsman whose only vital point was stabbed by the enemy.
"Husband you!"
Zhao Rong just caught a glimpse of that spring water, and he felt that the lady was simply too much!
"I will do it myself."
So he reached out with quick eyes and hands, grabbed her ankle, and pulled it again to prevent it from shrinking back.
Then Zhao Rong came and attacked the mountain like a hungry tiger.
In the exclamations of the two women, the whole person rushed forward.
He hugged the other with one arm, half-pressing the two girls under him.
Zhao Lingfei blushed and said: "You, you... you come down!"
Xiao Qian'er: "Uh huh."
"Qingjun, you are too slow to hand me the water. I will do it myself."
He squeezed in between the two green plums and felt that he was surrounded by lotus arms, frosty shoulders and snowy buttocks...
Zhao Rong took a deep breath,
The tip of your nose is filled with a faint and sultry fragrance.
He held them on both sides to prevent them from running away.
Finally, there was a moment of tossing, amid the beautiful woman’s rosy cheeks.
Zhao Rong rested his head on Zhao Lingfei's round and strong white legs, lying down with one hand firmly around Xiao Qian'er's waist, holding her tightly in his arms.
At the same time, his other hand flexibly snaked around the bend of Zhao Lingfei's left leg and grabbed the delicate and delicate ankle of her right leg.
Zhao Rong blinked and said: "Qingjun, you are too sensitive. I didn't find this sensitive area on your ankle before..."
Oh, the achievement value of exploring and developing the beautiful body of the Sword Fairy Lady will be increased by one.
Concubine Zhao Ling called out urgently: "You still say it! Don't say it!"
The woman blushed and struggled to get the bad guy off her lap.
Zhao Rong grabbed her flexing hand and grabbed it with a little force.
The woman's body immediately softened, and her whole body softened again.
There is still a little bit of the majesty of the beautiful lady of heaven who is famous both inside and outside the four palaces of the Taiqing Dynasty.
She turned into a weak little wife who was manipulated by a naughty husband.
"Don't move..."
Zhao Lingfei sat on the bed with her delicate body curled up, and her tone was soft and soft along with her body.
Zhao Rong grabbed this sensitive area of her delicate body that she had just learned about. Zhao Lingfei bent her legs as hard as she could.
The two lotus-rooted arms helplessly and weakly hugged the husband's head on his lap,
hold down,
Don't let his eyes wander or stretch his neck...
After all, the "cool wedding dress" she was wearing at this time was too much for the old Zhao family to save fabric.
"OK."
Zhao Rong nodded happily, not embarrassing the thin-skinned lady.
He wore a fiery red robe on his head and a close-fitting groom's suit. He looked very energetic and chic, and he had a handsome and heroic face.
Zhao Rong lay on her lap with a leisurely look.
"Madam, ah~"
He opened his mouth wide to ask for a drink.
Zhao Lingfei: "..."
After hesitating for a few moments, he bit his lip and handed over the water bag to feed his enemy.
But she never thought that he waved his hand and pushed her hand back.
"It's not about this, it's about this."
Zhao Rong pointed at the water bag in Concubine Zhao Ling's hand, and then pointed at her red lips that were pouting slightly unconsciously.
Concubine Zhao Ling blushed and said calmly: "Bad guy, you...go to hell! If you don't drink, forget it."
The woman made a move to hit his face with the water bag in her hand.
Zhao Rong laughed, and immediately took out his hand, and with a swipe, he snatched the water bag filled with morning dew from Concubine Zhao Ling.
He smiled and bit off the cork.
Looking up,
tilt,
Drink freely.
Done in one go.
At the end, he wiped the corners of his mouth.
With such a dashing appearance, those who didn't know better thought he was drinking wine.
There is still a bit of the lazy look like just now that wants to be fed by the wife herself.
"My lady's water is really enjoyable to drink."
Zhao Rong blinked and said seriously.
"Be careful, don't let it slip on me." Zhao Lingfei pouted and complained.
"Ah, what, leaked? Where, where, leaked somewhere." Zhao Rong poked his head, looked around, looking for a pair of white thighs and fiery red silk underpants, and said plausibly, "Lady's water, but
Not a drop can be wasted.”
Seeing that he was ready to bite at any moment, Zhao Lingfei quickly hugged his head on her lap.
"You are not allowed to move."
"The water..."
"You're not allowed to drink either." She said with a fierce face.
"...Okay." Zhao Rong nodded seriously, and by the way he nodded, he glanced at his son's canteen.
Because he was lying on Zhao Lingfei's lap, in order to prevent him from moving around or turning his head to look at her revealing inside view, she sat up and hugged his head, so her breasts were inevitably very close.
Separated by a piece of mandarin duck embroidery material.
"You...come down and don't rest on my legs." Zhao Lingfei said with a straight face and pinched his ears.
"It hurts."
"Hmph, then come down."
"Okay." Zhao Rong stood up to get off her lap, and at the same time he wanted to turn his head to see clearly the whole picture of Zhao Lingfei who was very close at hand.
He hadn't had enough of watching her by the bedside just now, but now he was finally up close to her, and he could admire the cool red and white outfits of the eldest lady and the second lady.
"You, you... you lie back, you are not allowed to get up."
The woman also realized something and changed her words day by day.
"..."
Zhao Rong blinked and lay back.
"Ahem, madam."
"What are you doing?"
"What you wear looks really good." Zhao Rong praised in a coquettish manner: "I have never seen this red bellyband embroidered with mandarin ducks. Is it your first time wearing it? It fits well, but it's a bit narrow and...
…The whole thing is standing up.”
He said with concern: "But your waist and belly are exposed, I'm afraid you will catch a cold..."
Zhao Lingfei covered his mouth and said, "You are not allowed to say that."
Zhao Rong stopped immediately, broke away from her hand, and said with a strong voice: "Madam, this is a fact you can't hide. The truth cannot be killed. I must say something... My wife has a really good figure."
.”
"Paired with your figure-flattering bellyband and sexy pants, it's perfect."
Zhao Lingfei couldn't help but laugh, then put on a pretty face, then smiled again, then put on a straight face.
Faintly seeing the raised corners of the woman's lips above him, Zhao Rong secretly thought that something was going on, and continued to speak in a serious tone:
"With a wife like this, what more can a husband ask for? Madam, I suggest you loosen my neck first and let me stand up, or just lie down and turn your head so that I can take a closer look and gain some knowledge. Madam, let me
This perfect figure of yours should be engraved in your mind."
"Uh-huh." She pressed the corners of her lips, not sure whether it was okay or not.
After being coaxed by him, although I still found the bad guy 'disgusting', I was no longer as shy as when I first faced him face to face.
Thinking of this, the woman's tightly held legs relaxed slightly.
The strength of the hand holding his head also slowly relaxed a little.