"Buried Zhao Wang Yan well, it can be regarded as a tomb for him. As for you, live in Xianyang with peace of mind in the future. No one will move you." In the stunning of Wei Xianxian and Mrs. Zhao, Xun
The voice of politics slowly sounded in their ears.
How could this be like this? Mrs. Zhao was a little surprised, she thought ...
Did you misunderstand what he misunderstood? He called me to come, and there was really no other thoughts.
If it is someone else, Mrs. Zhao may be sure, but Zheng Zheng? Thinking of the scene of the Qin Army camp in Fei Di that year, Mrs. Zhao's heart suddenly became uncertain.
However, this is a woman with a wealth of harem experience. Therefore, even if she was surprised, she quickly covered the surprise on her face, but thanked her Zheng Zheng seriously: "Slave and Zhao Yan, thank the king.
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"Go back." Zheng Zheng said.
"Yes." Mrs. Zhao faded away.
Until Mrs. Zhao walked out of the palace door of Xianyang Palace, she still had a feeling of almost dreaming.
Mrs. Zhao, who was sitting in the carriage, looked at her body and secretly thought about it: such a good body has a special identity. Is he really unhappy at all?
For the second time in her life, Mrs. Zhao had doubts about herself, and the two self -doubts were because of the same person.
In the Xianyang Palace, there is another shocking woman.
"Fibbral fiber seems to be surprised?" Zheng Zheng said.
Wei Xianxian couldn't escape the eyes of Zheng Zheng when he heard that he let Mrs. Zhao leave. Therefore, Zheng Zheng had this question.
"Well." Wei Xianxian nodded. At this time, she only felt a complicated mood, and she didn't know what she should want to write for a while, but she knew that she was very happy at this time because she was Zhengzheng.
"Why are you accidental?" Zheng Zheng asked.
"I think the king will leave Mrs. Zhao." Wei Xianxian explained.
"Why do you think so?" Zheng Zheng said.
"This?" Wei Xianxian said that it seemed to be shy, slightly tilted to let himself staggering his eyes, and then said, "Mrs. Zhao is beautiful."
"The fiber is also very beautiful." Xun Zheng stroked Wei Xian's waist road. Although it was not without Mrs. Zhao's slenderness and strength, it was also able to afford the name Wei Xianxian.
"Big king, I am not just talking about this." Wei Xianxian endured the palm of the hand that Xun Zheng made a strange hand in his waist.
"Her identity, and such makeup, probably easily arouse the desire to conquer men?" Wei Xianxian suddenly grabbed Xun Zheng's palm, his neck was slightly deflated, and his eyes greeted his eyes to Ying Zheng.
View.
"Xianxian's words are good. Queen, who are not dead, these two special identities are intertwined on a woman, but they have a different taste." Zhengzheng said.
"Because of these two identities, no matter which one can arouse the desire to conquer a man, and when the two appear on one person, the effect is far more than the effect of one plus one equal to two."
"What about the king?" Wei Xianxian asked, there are more other things in his eyes, with expectations and a trace of unspeakable.
"Lonely or a man, naturally there is no exception." Zheng Zheng acknowledged the Tao.
Men have desires. As long as it does not hinder her, this is not something that needs to be covered.
"That king?" Wei Xianxian lay down, and held her jaw with both hands to allow herself to see the look of Yizheng. She didn't want to miss the slightest reaction at this time.
"But lonely is also King Qin." Zheng Zheng said.
"Wang?" Wei Xianxian said in a stunning. She did not expect that Yongzheng would say such an answer.
"It is a man's desire to conquer a woman and conquer a man, but it is just a man's low -level conquest desire, and the desire to conquer alone needs to be satisfied with a woman?"
The body is significantly unique.
"What can the king's conquest can be satisfied?" Wei Xianxian asked.
"What do you think?" Zheng Zheng scratched Wei Xianxian's rich jaw road with his fingers.
"Six Kingdoms?" Wei Xianxian uncertain channels.
"There are also the world and the sky." Zheng Zheng said.
"Sky?" Wei Xianxian couldn't understand, she could understand the world, what was it?
"However, in addition to these lonely reasons, there are also reasons for your fiber." Zhengzheng Road.
"I?" Wei Xianxian was surprised, "Because of me, what's the reason?"
"Because you have to consider your mood in the fiber." Zheng Zheng said.
"Don't have to do so." Wei Xianxian shook his head.
"Here is a fiber place." Zheng Zheng said.
The explanation of Xunzheng this time is simple, but Wei Xianxian feels that he understands it, and he understands every notes of Xunzheng's words.
Because this belongs to me. Wei Xianxian kept repeating the words of Zheng Zheng in his heart, but only felt that there was a strange force flowing in my heart, with a sense of trembling, but it was so intoxicated.
"Big king, I seem to have the desire you said." Wei Xianxian's eyes were shy, but forced himself to look at Zhengzheng Road.
"Desire?" Wei Zheng looked at Wei Xianxian, who had always been reserved, and looked like an aggressiveness in front of him. It only understood what happened to Wei Xianxian in an instant.
She is emotional.
"I also have the desire to conquer, it is only for the king." Wei Xianxian spoke straight, and his hands had been placed on his waist.
Even if Wei Xianxian's body has long been ashamed because of his instinct, her mind is forcing her to do a more crazy thing.
A young woman can become mature because of a man. A mature woman can also become naive because of a man, just like Wei Xianxian in front of Zheng Zheng's eyes.
As the ribbon slipped, it was an open placket, under the placket, it was a more indescribable scenery.
"King, I also want to conquer you, but I don't know if my conquest desire is low -level or advanced." Wei Xianxian was cheering for himself and led his body to Zheng Zheng.
Xunzheng seems to enjoy the changes in Wei Xianxian in front of him. After all, this real lady, the move in front of him seems to be the first time.
For men, a woman is always full of freshness, and freshness is the most intoxicating wine at a specific time.
During the moment, Xunzheng only felt that he was buried, but he liked this kind of suffocating feeling.