"Wuwu, brother Han, how can you do this to me?" Purple Ling wiped tears, looking at a very poor look.
Han Mo Ze put on the soft light in his eyes, looked at Ziling, and patiently advised, "Ziling, I grew up with you. How do I treat you? You should know that I'm just a little bit of a business now. Would you go back first?"
"Wuwu, brother Han, I don't want to go back. I want to live in the palace. Ziling wants to live with brother Han." Purple spirit cry red eyes to the cold ink Ze, a pair of I do not you do not marry attitude.
Han Mo Ze's mouth corner ruthlessly smoked, to this purple Ling princess, he really is treats as the younger sister, thought to say: "then you live in the palace temporarily."
"Ha ha, brother Han, you're so nice!" Purple Ling immediately became lively, smiling to Han Moze said: "then I go first, brother Han."
Han Moze watched Ziling leave, speechless left the corner of his mouth, why his queen and Princess Ziling's attitude to him so far?
Then he turned around and went to the back hall, changing clothes and bathing.
Liu Rushuang has taken off her clothes and went to the water. She heard Han Mo Ze come in and snorted coldly. She is really a man who provokes peach blossom everywhere.
Han Mo Ze looks at Liu Rushuang's slim, concave and convex body, smiles, takes off his clothes and goes to water, and naturally hands the cloth to Liu Rushuang.
Liu Rushuang found that she did not learn how to be a queen, but the waiter learned how to do it. She took the cloth to Hanmo Ze and scrubbed it.
"Are you jealous?" Han Moze chuckled
Liu Rushuang's black line on his face: "how can I be jealous for you? You should know that I don't like you."
Han Mo Ze turns around and grabs Liu Rushuang's hand, presses Liu Rushuang on the edge of the bath pool, and then kisses it, touching his infatuated body.
"Well..." Liu Rushuang feels more and more dry and hot, bursts of emptiness attack, tightly holding hands, unconsciously groaning.
Han Mo Ze touched the faster and faster heart, and the soft wet body, the corner of the mouth hook out a smile.
After a kiss, Liu Rushuang stares at the predatory eyes like a wolf in front of her, and her cheek is covered with a red halo.
Han Mo Ze evil smile way: "look at your performance is not like do not like my appearance."
Liu Rushuang glared back angrily: "this is just the normal reaction of people."
Han Moze shook Liu Rushuang's wrist.
"Well, why are you so violent? Easy Liu Rushuang's wrist aches.
Han Moze let go of his hand. He lifted his hand and touched Liu Rushuang's red and tender mouth. Then he touched his cheek and his eyebrows.
Liu Rushuang looks at Han Moze, how strange the tyrant is today! The eyes were so tender that they could almost pinch the water.
Cold Mo Ze hook lip to smile: "frost son, your face is more red."
Liu Rushuang broke away from the hand of Han Mo Ze with shame and anger: "do you still wash it? No, I'm out. "
"Can't you wait for me to go to bed
Liu Rushuang's mouth corner ruthlessly smoked, a face of cold sweat, this tyrant can be a little more obscene?
No, because this tyrant is so vile!
Cold ink Ze will hand slowly slide to Liu Rushuang soft abdomen, and then down.
Liu Rushuang immediately opened with her hand, and her beautiful eyes were filled with anger: "don't go too far!"
Han Mo Ze did not hesitate to pinch Liu Rushuang's neck and put his hand under it.
"Cough Mm-hmm "Well," Liu Rushuang wanted to cry without tears, endure discomfort, and hope to end early.