Chapter 913

Suddenly, scared Guo Luo Luo's heart beat faster, and quickly returned to the bedside.

She stopped her shoes as before.

However, the quilt can not return to its original state.

He had to turn over and kick the quilt.

And gently cough a few times, make a cold, throat hair - itchy appearance.

It was just her cough.

Outside the screen, eight ye heard the news and immediately stopped talking to his subordinates.

He went to the screen and looked at every part of the room.

Then he lifted his foot to the bed and glanced at the embroidered shoes on the floor.

The line of sight falls again to the gauze like bed curtain, a lift.

The woman was lying on her side.

The brocade quilt on the body, also don't know when she kicked open, only Ling - disorderly cover on the waist.

And her perfect figure, so presented in front of him.

Black shiny green silk, elegant swan neck, white pearl shoulder.

Then down, he only wore a simple and elegant mint green belly pocket, and lined his whole body with snow muscles like coagulating fat.

In front of the body is embroidered with several butterfly embroidery patterns, which rise and fall with the breath.

Curved line perfect body, even legs are slender moving.

Just at this time, the woman coughed a few times, coughing so that she couldn't help shivering.

Eight Ye frowned, raised his hand to cover the quilt for her, and went out again.

"Eight ye, is there nothing in it?" The subordinate asked anxiously.

"No harm. It's just that Fujin got cold and coughed." Eight ye light way, and waved hand, dismissed subordinate.

"Well, I won't disturb you." The subordinate arched his hand and turned away.

Eight ye then turned around, entered the screen and sat down beside the bed.

Eyes full of inquiry fall on women's faces.

Especially the pair of eyelashes like butterfly micro rest.

At this moment, Guo Luo Luo's heart beat faster because of his nervousness, and he was afraid of being seen.

However, after eight ye and subordinates said that, her heart is slightly relaxed.

But now, all of a sudden, the room is quiet again.

It made her relaxed and nervous again.

The little heart at the mouth of the heart beats constantly.

But she did not fall asleep. If she was staring at her for a long time, she would inevitably see the clue.

Had to continue to open his lips, cough a few times.

Suddenly, a delicate face, cough red.

When she couldn't perform, she opened her eyes painfully.

When he saw the man sitting by the bed, he opened his lips and said, "eighth master, I have a bad throat and want to drink water..."

after hearing the words, he asked the slave to send honey water in.

Guo Luo Luo's strong attire is calm, drink one mouthful.

During this period, he also pretended to cough a few times.

"I told you to sleep without a quilt. Now it's cold." Eight ye said.

Guo Luo Luo Shi coughed and raised his eyes. He glared at the man.

"It's my fault. It's my fault. I have to sweat. When I get hot, I have to kick the quilt. How can I cover it?"

She's OK. She doesn't do much.

But the sweat on him was the same as in summer.

The body is very warm again.

"Who can do that without sweating?" Men are naturally authentic.

Guo Luo Luo Shi also did not argue with him, just handed the cup to the man, "Ye, I still want."

Her voice was as sweet as when she begged for mercy under him.

Listen to eight Ye roll throat knot, and then sweep the honey water that sees the bottom of the eye.

It can be seen that the throat is really uncomfortable, not thirsty.

"What a bucket."

Said so, but he still called the slave, and brought her a cup of honey water.

After a while, Guo Luoluo was holding a warm white porcelain cup.

Holding up his neck, he drank a cup of water and Gulu Gulu.

After drinking, she held an empty cup and handed it to the man.

But this time, she didn't speak.

Eight Ye swept an eye again empty bottom cup cup, pick eyebrow to ask: "still want?"

"No more..." Guo Luo's glutinous land returns.

He sat there, covering his mouth and coughing gently.

Eight Ye didn't want to take her cup.

After all, he is a man at home, but he has no habit of serving women.

However, she coughed out of breath. He took the cup and put it on the cupboard at the head of the bed.

Looking back, the woman is coughing a wave not flat, a wave again.

That loose silk belly pocket, it seems that you can't hold it.Seeing that he rolled his throat, he said hoarsely: "I see you still have a sweat to drive away the cold."

Guo Luoluo didn't understand.

It was only when he looked up at the man's dark eyes with pure light that he understood the secret meaning in his words.

Then, before she could say anything.

The man lengthened his white white finger belly and stroked her gently.

"Ye, don't come..." Guo Luo Luo Shi pulled the quilt and his voice trembled.

But the man didn't listen to her at all, so he pressed down.

A thin lip of sex feeling is getting closer and closer to her.

Guo Luo Luo's side struggles, one side raises the hand to block in the man's lip - between.

The hot male breath, exhaled in her palm, had a strange feeling.

She advised in a low voice: "eight ye, I have a cold wind, so I will give you the disease."

"I'm not afraid." The man took her hand away.

Next, the beautiful men and women in the house gradually fell.

Guo Luo Luo's family did not know what he had done, but let eight Ye press her twice.

And he was more wild than during the day.

Still coerced to ask her: "do you count what you say?"

Guo Luoluo's: "say no!" The man jerked, "huh?"

"Wuwu... Count..."

it was night, and the eighth master stayed directly in the main courtyard of Guo Luo's family.

In the dead of night, the man around him has been sleeping.

Listening to the sound of breathing by the ear, she was so sideways, looking at eight Ye.

His facial features are clear and deep.

Even in deep sleep, it's very beautiful.

However, in the face of such a beautiful face, her heart is a mess.

At the thought of his conspiracy to revolt against zewai alabutan, she was troubled.

Guo Luoluo grew up in Beijing when he was a child.

Although she was very young, AMA and e Niang both left early.

But her father's generation, as well as her mother's family, lived on the government's salary.

Even if the prince of an passed away, there was still a title in his family.

Even now, my uncle is still an official in the imperial court.

Therefore, in the face of eight ye such behavior, she is really intolerable.

I can't imagine that as the prince, eight ye should shoulder the responsibility.

But why do we have to go to this impasse?

This is a betrayal of Qing Dynasty!

Let's not say whether this is against the common sense.

Take the case of zawah alabtan.

When gardan was still the Great Khan of Junggar.

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