晌 晌 She was silent for a while.
The man let go of her and laughed suddenly, "Why not talk?"
"Chen Ye didn't speak because ... Chen Ye was wondering what to say."
"Oh, come and listen."
"Uh, what kind of sound does the emperor want to hear?" She tried to make the voice of pharyngeal spittle smaller, because she heard the sound of taking off her robe, her face began to heat, her heart began to beat, nonsense, her heart didn't die early ,Heartbeat......
"How many more? Let me talk to you." He seemed very interested.
This person's ability to change his face is faster than turning the book.
"First, courtiers welcome the emperor."
"Hmm." The emperor was very satisfied.
"Second," she swallowed again. "The emperor, do you prefer to touch someone else's room in the middle of the night? Is this ... fun?"
There is no sound.
She started black lines and cold sweat.
After a while, he said lightly: "What else?"
"The last kind is the truth, I'm scared silly. So just ignore what you just said." She finished quickly and was covered in quilt.
Feeling the weight of the bed, she let go of the quilt and rolled inside.
The emperor said lightly: "Are the daughters of Nianfu like you?"
Was he questioning something? She was a little surprised and didn't dare to speak. Say more, don't say yes.
Nose is his good breath, she trembled.
Suddenly he heard him ask, "lie on your back or on your back?"
Is he asking her? Same question as that night ... what is this man thinking?
She thought for a while, gritted her teeth and said, "Which one would you hold me to sleep, I'll just have that."
After that, her heartbeat was almost gone.
He seemed to be stunned, and then came the scattered laughter.
Arms that did not belong to her passed around the back of her neck.
She was held onto him.
Closely attached to his body again. She swears that she hasn't moved, but still can feel the position of Min ~~ and his soft grinding, the itchy crispy feeling ...
He doesn't seem to be emotional-although his harem is not full, but there are also many beautiful people, are used to it, bitter smile, she is even lost?
The sound under the bed distracted her. The little wolf slapped the edge of the bed with his claws, and the sound was a little aggrieved. Parting God may be a good thing.
"Emperor, can the little wolf come up to sleep?" She asked.
"No," he refused sharply.
"It's been bathed."
"Well," the emperor paused, "still not."
"Donald Chen didn't ask."
"I mean that."
"..."
She smiled, and finally couldn't help but whispered, "Emperor, you are not happy, why?"
Speak out what she wanted to say when he came in. He was straining some emotions, she knew, don't ask why, but she knew.
搂 The hand on her shoulder knocked her down severely, and a muffled sound, her head bumped into the edge of the bed inside, grinning in pain—but, did not cry out . Leave a little dignity for yourself.
reached out and touched his forehead, between fingers **.
流 bleed?
It's really not a single scourge. It is the feet in the morning and the head now.
He didn't say anything, it seemed normal.
是 是 He is the emperor. She deserves it.
If you are clever, you should stop, but she still asks.
"I don't have this qualification, right?"
except for the faint fragrance lingering around the nose, there was no response.
When she thought he wouldn't say anything more, his voice came coldly.
"Well."
really should not ask, there is a glimmer of hope, it is better than breaking it all. If he obeys, he still has at least one hug, although not sincere. Just such a charity, she still ... don't.
******
The next day, he was gone.
She smiled, he was strange to her.
I got out of bed ~ and found that the little wolf was sleeping happily under the bed ~, and generously exposed the snow-white belly, with his feet facing the sky, and something in his mouth.
There was a tapping sound from the door, and she said, "Butterfly, come in."
Butterfly wind came in with a basin of clear water and laughed: "The mother is getting up very early."
"You're here in good time." She smiled back, suddenly remembering something, "You won't be waiting outside all the time."
Butterfly Feng nodded, "Slave heard that there was motion inside, and guessed that the maiden was awake before knocking on the door." She was suddenly shocked: "Madam, what's going on with your forehead? Slaves help you pass the doctor on!"
"Never use it?" Xuan Xuan felt that the words of the medical woman were a bit overdone. It didn't seem to be such a serious matter. It was modern, a band-aid was done, and sometimes she didn't even bother.
However, last night, holding on to it, it hurts. Perhaps this pain is actually stuffy.
Butterflies were very anxious. "This wound isn't superficial. It's better to have scars, emperor--"
She understood the meaning of Butterfly Wind, the emperor would be disgusted.
took the bronze mirror handed over by Butterfly Wind, she looked at the face in the mirror. Her jaw was sharp, her face was a bit pale, and a print on her forehead was vaguely half-moon-shaped. She glanced back at the carving on the bed ~ It happened to be a coincidence, not too ugly, but the print was a bit deep, it was really ugly ... she suddenly thought, if he saw it, would there be a trace of guilt?
The answer is ... no.
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