Evil Prince, Come Play With Me

“It is normal for Weishen to prescribe drugs and then take them and have diarrhoea. ”

The doctor was sent out by the guard, received a reward and left with satisfaction.

Su Shen bothered people to follow him to get the medicine, and fry the medicine properly. She took it before standing up and leaving.

Baoyaolian grabbed his sleeve: “Young man... where are you going? ”

She's very weak right now and wants to be with someone, especially someone she likes.

She looked at you with pity, like a sick and weak little beast, and looked at you with thirst. It really annoyed Su God that he could not refuse.

“I have something to do. I'll be back.” Su God was tired of touching her forehead and shoving her hand back into the quilt: “You rest. ”

I couldn't help but see how pathetic she was and her tone became softer.

Baoyaolian knew he couldn't stay.

Watching him leave, his nose wrinkled and he cried out.

Something happened, I went to the three golden blossoms, just came here with the smell of powder, obviously the guards dug it from over there.

But she also made love for a while, at least she was ill, and she was willing to come, which means that he had not completely forgotten her and left her completely cold.

Though Su God bothered her to rest well, Baoyaolian never rested well.

In the middle, a weak body ran several times to the purification room, so that even the bile seemed to drip out.

After a few tosses, I finally got tired of sleeping and didn't like to go back to sleep.

Su God can't come back, it doesn't matter anymore.

By the time Su Shen returned, Baoyaolian had fallen asleep deeply. His lips were still swollen, but his forehead had returned to normal.

His hands reached into the quilt and he felt sweat all over his body.

He quickly lifted the quilt and lifted her up: “Wake up, wash and sleep first. ”

Baoyaolian refused to open her eyes and said obscurely: “Grandpa, let me sleep a little longer, get up and wash..."

Grandpa?

Su Shen reached out and pinched her face. He strangled Yao Lian and opened his eyes in pain.

“Grandpa, how did you get so young, did you find a formula for returning to old age, etc... how did Grandpa grow up like Young Master...”

When Baoyaolian was confused, his mind had not yet returned.

“Does your grandfather have my Joon?” Su Shen shouted and threw her in the bathtub.

“Ah...” Baoyaolian drank a full mouthful of water and woke up.

“Less... Less, you're back.” Baoyaolian touched her back of the head and hit the pool wall a little painful.

“Why don't you call me Grandpa? Hmm?”

Grandpa went into the bathtub, and she just pulled over and grabbed her lips with her head down and crushed her wildly.

I've wanted to do this for a long time.

Beginning to see her with a stomachache, enduring.

“Your grandfather would kiss you like that, huh?” Su God was tired of tearing up her underwear and throwing it aside.

Her palms washed her body.

With a large, temperate palm with a fine cocoon on the palm, stroking past the delicate skin of Yao Lotus, each with a glimmer of crispness.

Baoyaolian trembled on his shoulder and let him wash himself.

“Today is the fourth day. Is the letter clean?” Su Shen asked in a low and dull manner.

Baoyaolian shook her head: “Concubine... concubine can't be sure. ”

Her monthly letter was usually three days old, and there was still a little bit in the afternoon. I don't know if it was clean yet.

One big palm pulled off her legs, didn't touch any stick, probably clean.

Su Shen's tired eyes sank for a few points: “In the middle of the night, this noise will make me see how I can kill you. ”