He narrowed his slender eyes and looked down at the woman on his knees: "Little Empress, you can reorganize your language. The Lord of the Superintendent doesn't like to listen to these words."
Ming Lan Ruo laughed, his eyebrows bent, like a fox: "Yeah, the master will say, even if it is not a man in this seat, it can make you cry."
Hidden book raised an eyebrow: "The little mother knows it."
She ambiguously used a fan to lift his beautiful chin: "So, that's why I like the little scholar more. He can make jokes, stand the teasing, and supervise the evil spirits."
As soon as you are, you will be fried in various senses.
Shushou Yin had a headache: "..."
This girl is really good at being too arrogant and being arrogant.
He was used to this kind of behavior that disguise and disguise were a whole set of sound, shape and color.
"Forget it, the little student can't stand the little princess's kindness. Next time, let the governor come, he can cure you." Shusheng Yin snorted.
Ming Lan couldn't help but laughed, suddenly supported, and sat down.
Her soft arms took his neck and looked at him with a high come: "Really? You are willing? I have no courage to do it to the supervisor."
She said, lowering her head and kissing his handsome eyebrows.
Another way to the forehead, the tip of the nose, the cheeks kissed, and avoided his lips until he kissed his throat knot.
The scholar couldn't help but took a sigh of relief, a little stiff, and couldn't bear it.
If Ming Lan followed the trend, he poured him on the couch and looked down at him. The corners of the eyebrows were full of jokes and rare charm.
She likes to bully the young scholars. She is always bullied and oppressed by someone. Only when he is the young scholar can he be obedient.
Yin Shusheng's slender eye feathers trembled slightly, as if the slim eyes were filled with mist, flashing with forbearance and darkness.
"I miss you, little scholar."
If Ming Lan gently pulled his belt, the words were double -level, and he lowered his head on his thin lips.
Her fingertips gently penetrated into his clothes, and her soft palm pressed against his warm chest, feeling his fiery beating heart.
"You miss me too, right? The staff just wants to serve the master." Her eyes were like water, she chuckled, and she untied her clothes.
This time, she took the initiative, took the initiative to explore everything, and took the initiative to ask him.
"Little Empress..." His eyes gradually became blurred, and he was stunned by her initiative and enthusiasm.
I don't know why, but in this enthusiasm, he felt her concerns, and she was worried about what he would do next ...
That's why I want to eliminate that anxiety with the blend of the body.
Looking at the white body of the woman on her body, he sighed, closed her eyes and kissed her, and endured her exploration: "Don't worry, the wind and rain will always pass."
Outside the window, the wind and rain are obscure.
There are warm flames in the window burning, on the small furnace, teapot, rolling tea, tea fragrance.
... ...
After seven days
"Father, today's Da Dynasty, the injury on your body is not good, there is no need to go?" Zhou Tongchen looked at General Zhou Da's general who was wearing the dynasty.
His father was thrown back by the people in the East Factory seven days ago. The drinking water and injury were obviously drunk by being soaked in the wine.
He had just taken off his skin and was in a coma for two days and two nights before he woke up and saved his life.
After this incident, my father lost a lot of weight, and it was clear that he should be wounded. Why do you have to go to the dynasty?
Zhou Chen asked the attendants to sort themselves properly, and even let the servant cover his pale face, he was cold -he coldly-
"What do you know? Cang Qiao has been guilty because of his private arrest. His Majesty has been guilty. I have to pursue the victory and let my Majesty see how I was tortured by Cang Qiao!"
Let His Majesty ashamed him, and let Manchu Wenwu see it. Even if he entered the East Factory, he came out.
It proves that the current situation is different. Now Cang Qiao has "fell out of favor of His Majesty". Smart people should know that they will go under his door before there will be a future.
Zhou Tongchen nodded with something to realize: "My father said yes, the children and ministers accompanied the father to the dynasty!"
Zhou Chen looked at himself in the bronze mirror, and sneered with a resolute gaze: "Cang Qiao is definitely no longer the right arm and right arm for His Majesty. He can do what he can do, and our Zhou family can do it!"