He tried hard to spread it apart, but Cha Ming Weirou did not cooperate, and the strength on his hips was very strong.
After some trouble, Qin Yun returned in vain.
With a bang.
He was sweating profusely and lay on the bed, saying dejectedly.
"No more, no more."
"Geeh~" A pleasant laugh like a bell came out, with a hint of seductiveness.
Cha Ming Weirou turned over, lay on his chest, and joked: "Your Majesty, you don't have the strength now? You are so domineering on weekdays. This time I don't cooperate with you, and you have no choice."
Qin Yun curled his lips and wiped his sweat.
"Stop provoking me, I'm afraid that I will go crazy later."
"Tsk!" She pretended to be disdainful and raised her eyebrows, "You have only a few moves. You can only chew a few bites and pinch it a few times."
Qin Yun glared: "Why, isn't it enough?"
She smiled playfully: "Of course not enough. There are many rules in the palace, so I will follow you, but when I arrive on the grassland, I will not be so restrained."
"Don't look at the sisters in the palace crying by you, I never thought Your Majesty was powerful."
Hearing this, Qin Yun straightened his back.
He said angrily: "Woman, you are getting angry."
A hint of cunning flashed through Weirou's blue eyes, and she snorted: "That Majesty's fire is better to burn me."
Qin Yun's belly was hot and he rushed forward.
With an invading look, he said in an orderly tone: "Be honest, I will let you know that it is amazing today, and you are not allowed to close your legs."
Cha Ming Weirou stretched out her fragrant tongue and licked her red lips.
"This is my man named Weirou. I like you so fiercely."
As she said that, she took the initiative to open the door, her legs were like a snake, round and powerful, and her unique softness and seductiveness.
There was an instant blood flowing backwards in Qin Yun's mind.
This girl still has a tendency to be masochistic?
He leaned forward and kissed him hard, from his fair forehead to his straight nose to his delicate chin, with rudeness and affection.
"Hehe...hehe!"
"Your Majesty, your beard has hurt me."
"Don't prick!"
Qin Yun almost didn't spew out an old blood. The word "典" always sounded like she was pointing to something.
His big hand stroked his pine green robe, and then he saw Ming Weirou's shoulder straps slipped down quietly.
Her beautiful eyes flashed, and she was a little moved.
"Today I asked the wizard to see it. She said that the grassland is outstanding and the land is more prosperous than the imperial capital."
"I may be able to give birth to your Majesty's best offspring, soar into the grassland, and become an eagle!"
Qin Yun was stunned for a moment and stopped: "Do you still believe in the wizard?"
Cha Ming Weirou spitted out her little tongue: "You don't understand the little thoughts of women!"
"Your Majesty, hurry up!"
"I can't wait, conquer me, conquer the proudest princess on the grassland!"
She said enthusiastically, taking the initiative but not letting go, because she only recognizes Qin Yun.
Suddenly, Qin Yun took a breath of air conditioning.
Take out your most domineering side and lean on it.
After a while, the entire tent seemed to be in turmoil.
That movement, earth, fire, sky thunder.
Cha Ming Weirou is worthy of being a grassland woman, very frank and heroic.
When they were confused, most of Xiao Yuxiang and the others were babbling.
A more mature person, such as Dou Ji, is shouting and talking, and every word is seductive, making him unable to withstand it.
Wei Rou, Cha Ming, is quite special. He releases nature and sometimes takes the initiative. If Qin Yun had not practiced a few techniques, he would definitely not be able to resist it.
The bed quilt swayed for an hour or two.
This night.
Qin Yun figured it out.
I'm afraid I'll be more at ease in the future. This is why Weirou, Weirou, is so good-looking, unlike Li Mu and the others. If she doesn't get to the middle age, she can only cry at the beauty.
He didn't know how he fell asleep, but when he opened his eyes, it was already daylight.
The man in his arms supported his cheeks with his hands and looked at him gently.
The exposed part is faintly visible and a faint fragrance is emitted.
"Your Majesty, are you tired?"
There was a smile on the corner of Cha Ming Weirou's mouth, and her skin was so white and red, as if it was caused by last night.
Qin Yun stretched his waist and snorted, "I suspect that you are just obsessed with my body. Do you just abandon me when I get old?"
Cha Ming Weirou's azure blue eyes flashed and said seriously: "Impossible."
"I don't dare to talk about it!"
Qin Yun raised his eyebrows: "Don't you, or don't dare?"
She nodded honestly: "There are both."
His face suddenly turned red and he said mysteriously: "To be honest, Your Majesty is so powerful, no wonder the women on the grassland like to follow the warriors."
"You want to?" Qin Yun sat up.
Cha Ming Weirou shook her head and said generously: "The others are not considered warriors, your Majesty is the real warrior!"
Qin Yun teased: "Oh?"
"I am too thin than those men on the grassland."
She said seriously: "Not thin, no thin!"
"Anyway, I have never seen anyone else, so I can't compare it."
"But your Majesty seems to match me very well, and he is very...swelling every time."
Qin Yun looked at her strangely, and saw that her beautiful eyes were wide open and she was very serious.
"Ahem..."
"Then what, Wei Rou, you still have to be more reserved."
"reserved?"
Cha Ming Weirou frowned: "I'm telling the truth, don't you believe Bibi?"
Qin Yun was amused and crying.
"Then it's not necessary, let's go another day."
"Clean up and prepare to return to the imperial capital, you can't delay it."
Hearing this, she nodded, but she didn't act coquettishly anymore. She was satisfied that she could live in the grassland for a night.
"General Mule is back."
"In the early morning, I seemed to be carrying a few heads..."
Qin Yun opened his eyes wide and said in surprise: "Human head?"
"Yes, I heard outside the tent shouting early in the morning. It might be that General Mu Le went to war with the Age tribe last night."
Qin Yun frowned, didn’t he tell him not to start a war?
This will only make the situation worse.
Before I could think too much, after changing my clothes, I hurriedly left the tent and handed the mess inside to Jinchai Xiaoyue's two maids.
When I walked out, the camp of the Zazahar tribe did have several heads hanging high.
In the garrison.
Qin Yun found Mu Le.
"I heard that you went to the Ag Tribe to demonstrate last night and brought some heads back?"
Mu Le bowed and said seriously: "The adoptive father, they took action first!"
"Originally, Erchen wanted to warn him, but he didn't expect that the generals of the Ag tribe would ride out very arrogantly and want to compete with me."
"I also said that I would hang my son's head at the top of the den."
"In order to protect himself, my son-in-law accidentally killed seven or eight of him..."
Qin Yun was speechless and accidentally killed seven or eight of him?
Seven or eight people could be careless?
Kou Tianxiong stepped forward with a sense of laughter and whispered: "Your Majesty, General Mu killed a total of eight, and eight were called the son of the God of War in the Age tribe."
"In the culture of the grassland, it has a high status and strong combat power."
"Equivalent to the eight second-rank generals in our Daxia..."
Upon hearing this, Qin Yun petrified on the spot!
The eight most powerful warriors and eight generals of the Ag tribe were all beheaded overnight?
He looked at Mu Le as if he was looking at a ghost. How did this kid do it?