MTL - Why Harem Intrigue When You Can Just Raise a Dog Instead-Chapter 66 Waiting room

Solved the two treasures, Zhou Wudi reached out to Sang Yu, and she was interlocked with her fingers, said faintly, "Go, go back to eat."

Meng Sangzhen promised that he deliberately stepped behind, and gave him a sneak peek at him, but he did not want the man to suddenly turn his head and look at her phoenix.

"What expression do you have? Well?" The man slanted into the sly eyebrows, and smiled with a bit of evil. He pinched her chin, raised her chin, and sprayed a hot breath on her cheek, a rich male hormone. It is suffocating in the air.

Meng Sangqi seems to have bitten his tongue by a cat. He only decided to look at the man's especially deep and bright eyes. He couldn't speak for a long time. Whether it is looks or temperament, this man is the best, especially when he intends to show his charm.

"Oh, huh~" See her cute and silly, the man took a bite on her pink lips and smiled happily. I didn't expect to tease Mulberry so much, he was addicted.

"Let's go." Lara Sang's hand, he continued to move forward. Meng Sangqi returned to God, and he followed suit with him, and looked at his handsome face without any traces. What is the attitude of this man to himself? It is very tolerant, very cherished, very pampered, giving her a feeling of being deeply loved.

Deep love? This must be an illusion! Secretly shaking his head, Meng Sangyu put the heart that was almost enchanted into a deeper black box.

In the partial hall, Feng Yizheng directed the palace to dine. Returning to the place where I lived for five months, I saw the faint fragrance of the plants in the air. Zhou Wudi took a deep breath and the uncontrollable rise of the corner of his mouth produced a sense of belonging that was "finally back." A person lives in the vast dry palace, without the companionship of mulberry, he sleeps every night and night.

Stepping into the hall, I saw the small willow basket placed on the edge of the mulberry bed, and his rising mouth immediately became a straight line. Why is it so close? Has Abao’s status been replaced so quickly?

"Take this out!" He pointed at the willow basket and said to the palace man behind him. He saw the sandbox and the bowl of water in the corner. His face was darker. "This, take it out!"

When he fell, he looked at the woman with a slight brow and a face that was unwilling, and he ordered the voice. "In the future, you will not be allowed to enter your bedroom. You are not allowed to climb into your bed. You are not allowed to sleep." When you are there, you are not allowed to show up, have you heard it?"

"I heard it." Meng Sang sighed in his mouth, but he didn't care.

Zhou Wudi raised his eyebrows and smiled. He pinched her squat and warned one word at a time. "If you let me find a dog hair on your bed, I will throw it away immediately, so I don't mean to play."

"Chen Chen knows!" Meng Sang grinds the back molars, and his face is a little smile, but his heart is in the belly: Nima, even with the two treasures to compete for the site? Do you want to be so naive?

"True!" The man whispered, and the woman’s lips were slightly sullen, and the deep eyes were full of deep pets. Little things must be in my heart! His funny secrets.

"The emperor, the maiden, can eat." Feng Wei walked in to remind him that they saw the two people who were close together, and the expression was very embarrassing. They immediately retired and disappeared in their hearts: the empress said that the emperor was against her. Pampering is fake, how can slaves look like?

The two joined hands in the hall, and Meng Sang-soo’s original small dining table was moved away, and replaced with a huge long table. The table was filled with steaming dishes of various colors, roughly no less than twenty or thirty. This was originally the most common case. After sitting on the table, Zhou Wudi felt very unaccustomed.

When he was still Abao, he and Sangzi only ate four dishes per meal, two soups and one soup. The table used was a small one. The mulberry sat on his knees. The two face to face, as long as they bowed, they could almost Touch each other's foreheads. The intimacy and intimacy of the atmosphere are also imprinted in the heart, so that he often dreams back at midnight.

Think about it before, and then look at the mulberry that is far away from you. Zhou Wudi’s heart is faint and bitter. It has become a human being, and the distance from the mulberry has become more and more distant.

"Remove these dishes and reward them to the people of the Tourmaline Palace. I will change the two soups and one soup, and put them on the small round table." He put down the chopsticks and ordered the voice.

"The emperor, but these dishes are not appetizing?" Meng Sang榆 asked softly.

"No, too much, we can't eat two. If you come later, follow this example and don't waste too much." He smiled and pulled the mulberry to get up and let the palace man withdraw from the table. He still remembers that Mulberry had slammed his extravagance and waste, and the indignation was very cute. His mulberry is actually a good girl. He is very advocating at a young age, and there are many refreshing thoughts. If it does not become A Bao, he will never find himself hiding such treasures.

Meng Sangqi nodded, and looked at the man with a slightly strange look. I don't know why he suddenly had such consciousness.

The small round table was put up, the two people were sitting together and eating the ordinary four dishes. Like the ordinary couple, you gave me a chopstick. I will give you a bowl of soup. The atmosphere says no. The warmth and excitement.

After dinner, Meng Sangzhen was preparing to go for a walk in the Imperial Garden to eliminate food. The man took her hand and took her straight to the sleeping hall. The pace was a little short.

"The emperor, let's go for a walk, and eat by the way." She pulled the man's sleeves and sighed.

"There is a better way to eliminate food." Zhou Wudi turned around and pinched her nose, his voice was dull. After five or six months of thinking, I finally let him hope, how can he wait? When I was eating, I didn’t know what to eat.

"But the emperor, the courtiers have not yet bathed incense." Meng Sangyu's embarrassing opening. According to the rules, the emperor turned over the green card, and the scorpion was going to bathe the incense and wait for the emperor to be lucky. She was suddenly attacked without any preparations today.

"Hot hi, water." Zhou Wudi muttered orders, and the temple often responded with a cry, calling several eunuchs to quickly send water into it. For nearly six months, the emperor must be anxious.

"Go out all." The man waved and retired all the court ladies and eunuchs in the temple. At the end, he looked at the mulberry, and the dark eyes ignited two heats. "Hey, wash with you."

Meeting the men's hot sight, Meng Sang's ear tip quickly congested. The man smiles low and implies a hoarse laughter-sensitivity. He knows that mulberry has a characteristic, the face is red and red, it is just a hand, but it is really shy, but the red is the tip of the ear.

"Chen Chen helps you to change clothes." Meng Sang's heart trembled, trying to resist the male charm that men radiated.

"Hey, help you change clothes." Zhou Wudi muttered, and squeezed her hot earlobe in one hand, and solved her clothes in one hand, and faded her robe in two or three.

In the moment of Meng Sangzhen, she has been smashed into the warm bath. In a comfortable posture, she sat down, and while she was drowning, she blinked and admired the man's **** action. She secretly groaned: It turned out to be a countless emperor, and it was a good understanding of the clothes!

The man's shoulder injury has healed, leaving a faint scar, looks very wild, will be raised for a month, the body has returned to the original strong, wide shoulders and narrow waist, smooth muscles, looking very pleasing to the eye, the abdomen There are also six packs of tightly packed abdominal muscles that make people want to reach out and touch. This is undoubtedly a perfect male body, enough to entice the woman in the whole world, not to mention the deep purple giant that he has stood upright in the lower abdomen.

Three years into the palace, every time the lingering is perfunctory, where did Meng Sangzhen seriously look at the man's body? She drowned, splashing on her cheeks that were faintly burning red, uncomfortable at the beginning.

The corner of the eye has been paying attention to her expression. Zhou Wudi smiled and walked into the tub. She circled her into her arms from behind, her hands slipped from her shoulders, and walked around her body. The smooth touch made him satisfied. He can finally hold a sang!

"The emperor, the courtiers help you to rub your back." I felt the hip joint squeezed into a thick hard object, and Meng Sangqi was a little stiff.

"No, don't help you wash." The man kissed her white neck, and the big hand covered the rounds on her chest and gently kneaded. The hard objects in the lower abdomen increased and the breathing became more and more urgent.

The hot nose was sprayed on the back of Meng Sangyu, and her skin began to get hot.

The man's slender fingertips slid from the flat belly to the lush valley, and the horses swayed into the heart. Meng Sangyu fell softly on the man's thick chest, trembled like an electric shock, and the black and white phoenix smashed a layer of water vapor, fascinated. Looking at the void, sandalwood keeps a small mouth and keeps breathing - except for the 『 "Emperor" word, can't say a complete sentence. She is emotional, not to doubt, this is the first time in three years.

"Mulberry, I miss you..." The man kissed her back and confided her heart full of thoughts. She saw the floating of her face and could not help but smile. He lost his sang three years, and now he just wants to do her best to please her and make her feel happy.

Lifting the woman out of the tub, striding down to the couch, he leaned over and used the lips to worship every inch of the woman's body: full forehead, delicate lips, graceful collarbone, long fingertips, rounded chest The flat belly, even the round and lovely toes have not been let go.

He kissed and allowed to suck, and he muttered, "Mulberry, do you like this to you? Um?"

The only one who answered him was Meng Sangyu’s screaming sigh. He smiled awkwardly, buried his head in the already wet heart, and used all his skills to please the woman under him. Mulberry is very enthusiastic, the reaction is both natural and pure, completely following the inner instinct, without a trace of artificialism, so that he is addicted to it.

In the head of Meng Sangzhen, one fireworks and one fireworks were blown up. The flames of the stars were everywhere in the body. The feeling of shuddering and the **** of the perfunctory things - love was completely incomparable, so that she only wanted to let go.

"Look at you, say you like it or not?" The lower body was swollen and unbearable. Zhou Wudi squatted on the squat of the mulberry, and muttered, while gently biting her red lips, the stiff giants in the heart. Rubbing and trying, is not willing to enter.

"Like! Like! You can't hurry up?!" Meng Sang's eyes were reddened by the man's eyes, covering his neck, his legs wrapped around his strong waist, his hips actively accepting his giant body. The law of forgetting the emotions - move.

Little things are wild! Zhou Wudi was stunned and almost smashed by her sudden attack. Punitively took a bite in her earlobe, blocking her lips and vigorously moving. With the loved ones doing - love - doing things, that wonderful feeling can not be described in words, Zhou Wudi knows what he had missed before.

The sound of entanglement lasted for most of the night. Standing outside the temple, Changxi squatted and covered his lower body with Buddha dust. He thought of grief and indignation: When will you send someone to take over, and the **** will do the work? Not going down!