The night imperial Chen originally wants to direct the Mu late Qing to shout.

The thin red lips opened twice, and finally swallowed the words back.

He turned over and lay flat on the sofa.

"Little assistant, I order you to come back now."

A man's long legs curled up, wantonly pillow arm, lazy and crazy, overbearing tone.

However, there was no response.

Night Yu Chen's face some don't hang.

A pair of ink eyes, a bit impatiently glanced at the direction of the door, did not wait until Mu Wan tilted back.

"The chest is very small, but the courage is very fat." The night imperial Chen brow tiny pick, pretending a few minutes disdain.

But mu Wanqing actually left like this

He was really a little uncomfortable.

"Who do you say has a small breast?"

Mu late tilts to carry food dish, walked into the study coldly, arm still put on a towel.

She gave a groan of discontent.

Heavily put the food plate on the desk, a pair of peach blossom eyes open smoothly, "can you touch your conscience when you speak?"

That night, he enjoyed it very much!

Especially for her breasts At that time, he never despised Xiaoguo!

"Otherwise, take off your clothes to prove it." The night imperial Chen closes two eyes, a pair of not how rare see of appearance.

Mu Wanqing gave a bang and ignored him.

She took the hot towel down from her arm and threw it on the stomach of yeyuchen.

"Well..." Night imperial Chen not from dull hum a.

The towel sucking water still has some weight, and he is still a patient wandering on the edge of stomachache.

"Mu Wanqing, you murder?" He opened his ink eyes.

"Well." Mu Wanqing laughed brightly and nodded, "I've poisoned your porridge. Drink it?"

She glanced back at the tray on her desk.

She removed some dishes that were not suitable for the present, and reheated every meal.

"You just..." The night imperial Chen disdains to glance to the food dish.

He gently stirred up the corner of his eyes, looked indifferent, and then turned, "you just went to poison me?"

"Yes, how about trying the toxicity?" Mu late tilted congee to carry to come over, to night Yu Chen's in front of a pass.

What a proud man

In the past life, she was obviously coquettish and flirting with her every day. I didn't find this attribute.

Is

Is that the difference between women chasing men and men chasing women?

Men, as expected, are not good things.

Bad things night imperial Chen suddenly hook lips, show a touch of extreme charm smile, "feed me."

Mu Wanqing

See, it's really not a good thing.

Convergence from a small wild cat like temperament, Mu late tilt deftly sitting in the night Yu Chen side, really picked up the spoon.

She scooped a spoonful of porridge and handed it to yeyuchen's lips.

"Hot." Night imperial Chen droops Mou to sweep one eye, didn't drink.

Mu Wan rolled his eyes, carefully blew twice, and handed the spoon over again.

Night imperial Chen this just didn't pick and choose to drink down.

"You cooked it?"

"No, steward pan asked me to send it." Mu Wan tilts his chin slightly and glances to other places.

He stated the facts, but pretended to be proud.

Aojiao, who can't?

"Well." Night Yu Chen nodded, "that taste is not bad."

Mu Wanqing

Together, if she cooked it, the taste would be bad, right?

"Drink it yourself. Here's the medicine. Remember to take it." Mu Wanqing shoves the bowl into yeyuchen's hand.

She got up and threw the medicine on the plate to him.

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