He actually knocked on the door in the middle of the night?
At this time, the woman seemed to suddenly transform from wood into a human being, regaining her agility again.
She got up and went to the courtyard gate, but it didn't open. "Who is it?"
Outside the courtyard, a slightly proud voice sounded, "The special envoy of King Pingxi is here to pay a visit to the saint."
"The saint has rested. Come back tomorrow!" the woman said.
"We have something important to do tonight. After tonight, I'm afraid it won't mean much if the saint knows about it." The voice outside the door said again.
The masked woman hesitated for a moment, then opened the wooden door a crack, "If there is anything you can tell me."
"There is no use telling you."
The person outside the door smiled.
There were three people in total, and the leader was a middle-aged man with a beard and gorgeous clothes.
The masked woman recognized him.
The man is none other than King Pingxi’s Taifu, Liu Prostitute.
Behind him were two attendants holding gift boxes.
Liu Prostitute smiled and took the gift box from the attendant behind her, "I heard that the saint was unwell, so the prince specially sent me a small gift to express my condolences."
Under the mask, the woman's expression softened slightly, "You can come in, everyone else stays outside."
Liu Prostitute didn't care and nodded.
Then, the woman opened the door, let Liu Prostitute in, and then closed the door.
After leading Liu Prostitute into the hall, the masked woman said, "Wait here for now. I need to tell you whether I see you or not."
"This is natural."
This was not Liu Prostitute's first time here. He found a chair and sat down. What surprised him was that there was another person sitting in the hall.
After briefly sizing up the other person, Liu Huo just murmured in her heart when she saw that the person who came had an arrogant look and a military temperament.
I didn't pay too much attention to it.
He didn't care, but Chang Kun across from him became concerned and kept staring at him with a pair of doubtful eyes.
Liu Prostitute was also good at cultivating qi. She allowed the other party's knife-like eyes to scan his body, but she completely ignored him.
But who is Chang Kun?
He is truly a top-notch master, and he has killed countless people on the battlefield, with just a little murderous intent.
Liu Prostitute immediately felt uncomfortable.
I always feel like the stool is digging into my buttocks, and I feel uncomfortable from side to side.
He had no choice but to put on a smile and proactively greeted Chang Kun across from him, "May I ask your name?"
Chang Kun responded to him with just a cold snort, then turned his head and stopped looking at him.
Liu Prostitute was bored and breathed a sigh of relief.
Finally freed.
The hall was much quieter.
No one spoke, and Liu Huan fell into deep thought. Unknowingly, a lustful smile appeared in the corner of his eyes.
…………
Backyard, inside the house.
The Empress, who was completely exhausted, clung to Zhao Xiaole's body, panting continuously.
Zhao Xiaole has long since taken advantage of it.
But I didn't expect that the master's technique was so powerful.
Even this stamina keeps the lingering charm of the Saint.
The saint's face was flushed. Was it because she was ashamed, or was it due to other reasons?
"You...let me go!" After a while, the saint took a breath and said.
Now he and Zhao Xiaole look really ambiguous.
She clung to the other person's body, and Zhao Xiaole's arms held her waist in his arms without reaching a negative distance.
This is the closest distance between the two of them.
The saint tried to break free on her own, but Zhao Xiaole's arm exerted a slight force and hugged her closer and closer.
In desperation, the saint could only order him.
You massage, just massage, who allowed you to do this?
How could Zhao Xiaole let go?
The beauty in my arms is as warm and fragrant as jade. Isn't it because I have longed for him so much? I finally got what I wanted, how can I give up?
If the beauty hadn't been so tired that she was about to turn into a puddle of mud, he would have fucked her without mercy.
Although my heart is excited.
But I still endured it.
I'll let you rest for a while and regain some strength. I'll let you see how powerful a real man is later.
A glint flashed in Zhao Xiaole's eyes.
Although her body did not move, her hands were extremely dishonest and had already added a lot of dirty handprints on the saint's back and thighs.
How could the saint allow him to blaspheme like this? She opened her mouth and shouted to stop.
Zhao Xiaole suddenly had a bad taste in his heart and said: "Call my husband, and I will let you go."
The saint was ashamed and angry, gritted her teeth and said: "Asshole, you are looking for death! Ah!"
Zhao Xiaole squeezed her buttocks hard, "What did you say this king was earlier? Is it your dog?"
"Hmph, weren't you just a dog before? Now, you actually want to step on your master's head, ah!" the saint sneered.
There was a fire in Zhao Xiaole's lower abdomen, and he was holding it in uncomfortably. After being stimulated by her, how could he still bear it?
"I do know the key skills in a room, but who is more like a dog? Let's try it and find out." He sneered.
When the saint heard this, her color suddenly changed.
Although she didn't understand the meaning of the words, she vaguely understood what Zhao Xiaole wanted to do?
"You, you can't!"
At this moment, the panicked saint was like a panicked little girl.
If you play too hard with fire, you will eventually burn yourself.
Zhao Xiaole paid no attention to her. After getting up, he took off his coat first, leaving only a single piece of clothing.
Then, he climbed up on the bed and hugged the struggling saint. Although she was struggling, her toes would inadvertently touch some of Zhao Xiaole's sensitive parts.
Zhao Xiaole was furious.
Damn it, are you pretending to be like me?
So, he didn't need to be patient, and like a hungry tiger afraid of prey, he jumped straight up and pounced on the saint.
The saint was still struggling, but Zhao Xiaole laughed and was about to eat. At this time, he was suddenly stunned.
After all, he is still a junior brother.
Kong has good martial arts skills, but he doesn't know how to apply them. What should he do first? Naturally, he is a little confused.
For a moment, my mind was actually empty.
Then I thought about it, what the hell, if I don’t know anything else, how could I be wrong to create a hole with silence?
Just go to the last step.
Just as she was about to lift her clothes, an old woman's voice suddenly came from the courtyard, "Ahem! Holy lady, Prince Pingxi has asked to see you. He said that he has important news. Do you want to see him?"
After the old woman's voice sounded, the movement in the room suddenly disappeared.
Zhao Xiaole cursed secretly.
Damn it, what the hell is King Pingxi doing?
Seeing that I was about to lose my golden body, I actually made trouble at this moment. I snorted and let go of the saint under me.
After all, even though he knew there was an old woman standing outside, he had no intention of continuing.
Since the door of the house was not closed, the old woman could hear it more clearly than anyone else.
The Saint also breathed a sigh of relief and secretly decided that she would never let Zhao Xiaole be so presumptuous next time.
"I know, let him..."
At this point, the saint suddenly lost her temper.
It turned out that after Zhao Xiaole's massage, her strength had not yet fully recovered. Right here, Zhao Xiaole grabbed her arm and used up some of her internal strength.
Only then did the saint feel that her strength had recovered a lot.