The Counterfeit Madam Hou

Shemu's heart beat was strong, and Putong, Putong, seemed to follow Liu Qinghuan's heart beat faster.

He stood opposite him, looking at his eyes so focused, with a slight emotion she couldn't read.

Liu Qinghuan's heart panicked and suddenly withdrew his hand. She always felt Shemu...

No, she has to find another way out of Hou Fu.

Seems to see through her mind, Shemu's two british eyebrows suddenly hung together: “Are you still thinking about leaving Hou Fu?” He grabbed Liu Qinghuan more than just now, "wouldn't you like me to move to the main room so you could split up? ”

Liu Qinghuan felt his wrist hurt a little, but now he's raw and shocked by his last words: “What? ”

Shemu smiled and let go of her hand: "I'm moving to the main room tonight. ”

Liu Qinghuan: “...”

Wait, let's talk about it!

There was no room for discussion, Shemu ordered that the maids had moved everything that Shemu had on the shore of the lotus flower to the main house.

Liu Qinghuan looked silly for a moment. These are the maids of the Hou Mansion. They are all trained like soldiers on the battlefield.

The only thing she's glad about is that Shermou chose to live somewhat conscientiously outside. There is no bed on the outside, there is only one sleeping collapse that Liu Qinghuan normally uses for a nap, can barely accommodate the next person. Fortunately, the weather is still warm. If the winter changes, General Xue Da may be freezing to death.

There was such a big movement on the main house, of course the Ning Clan received the first message. I heard that Liu Qinghuan was ill the other day, and now it's just on this pretext to probe the wind.

Liang Chen stood at the front door of the main room and looked inside, and saw that Shemu lived in the outer room, and the raised corner of his eyes suddenly fell. Go back and tell the Ning family that Ning's mood also fell to the ground. Good Chen worried about her body, hurried to comfort her. Although the two of them are still sleeping in separate beds, from the front of the lotus flower to the main room is a huge leap, the young lady is beautiful, the Marquis lives there, can not hold for a few days.

The Ning Clan really thinks this way. Muir is at a very young age. Lonely male and female widows live together in the same room. Fucking fireworks is just a blink of an eye.

Ning's heart widened instantly, and he dreamed of a big fat grandson at night.

On the other hand, Xue Mu waited for Liang Chen to leave, and got up and knocked on Liu Qinghuan's door.

Liu Qinghuan suddenly vibrated.

“Master Hou Hou Hou! It's late, let's talk tomorrow.” Liu Qinghuan subconsciously shrunk toward the bed and pulled over the quilt to cover himself. Shemu seemed to laugh softly outside the door and pushed the door straight in.

Liu Qinghuan looked at him incredibly: “How can you do this! How could you break into a girl's room? ”

“Girl's room?” Shemu looked at her with a smile. “I remember that you were my rightful wedded wife. Don't go into your room. Even if I wanted to do something else, it was scriptural and earthly. ”

Liu Qing cheered and looked at him with amazement. How can you be so shameless!

But she had no objection at all to the matter, and she had to leave her mouth shut and whisper: "You know I'm not. ”

Shemu's eyebrows moved and there was no answer.

Liu Qinghuan saw him standing beside the bed without talking or leaving. Finally, he couldn't help but ask: “What is wrong with you? ”

Shemu sighed softly and lowered her voice: “When you were not in the house for two days, I told Grandma that you were ill. If you see her tomorrow, don't say anything. ”

Liu Qing stunned for a moment and nodded: “Okay. ”

Shemu looked at her again for a while and turned around and walked outside. Liu Qinghuan relieved his distant back, but Shemu suddenly stopped at the door: “By the way, how did you escape from Noh Banquet? ”

Twisted tongue and twisted tongue, but Noah, he didn't believe she could escape so easily from his men.

Liu Qinghuan blinked quickly and said to him: “Awes sent his men to pick me up. Although he was strong in martial arts, Noh Feng always had four hands in his fists. I caught up with him and snuck away. ”

After listening, Shemu didn't say anything, didn't say anything, just nodded and went out.

Liu Qinghuan lay down in bed again, and Noh Bang wanted to kill himself. He should not have spontaneously told Shemu about it. Since Shemu did not know yet, she did not want it to come out of her mouth. It's not to retaliate with virtue, she just doesn't want extraneous branches.

Perhaps not used to falling asleep, Shermou has been sleepless all night. In the middle of the night, the inner house suddenly heard a bang. Xue Mu opened his eyes and sat up from his sleep.

Sleeping doors are still closed, I can't see what Liu Qinghuan is doing in there. He frowned slightly, didn't he want to run away again?

With that possibility in mind, he just pushed the door open and walked in.

Liu Qinghuan lay well in bed, breathing smoothly to sleep. Shemu's eyes circled the house for a week and finally parked on the open window.

The moonlight came out of the window, but it wasn't bright enough to see exactly who was in the bed.

It was a very familiar face of Shemu, from three to seventeen years of age, from a small pink group to a young girl now standing in the pavilion.

In the first few years, they met a lot, and Shemu saw almost all of her expressions - happy, angry, crying, grieving, proud, shy...

Later, they became more and more alienated, but he snuck up on her whenever he could, except for the indifference on her face.

“Qing Qing...” he went to sit in front of the bed and whispered her name. The sleeper didn't give him any response, and Shemu looked at her for a moment and suddenly lowered her head and kissed her lips.

Liu Qinghuan's toes were stiff.

She woke up when the wind blew the window open, and when she was about to get up and close the window, she found Shemu walking in, so she lay dead in bed without moving.

As a qualified liar, she thought she was good at pretending to sleep, but she never thought that the great General Xue would attack at night!

The touch on her lips is soft and hot, like her favorite dried river east and grapes, sweet and intoxicating. But the person on her body kissed more and more aggressively, seemed not afraid to wake her up at all, Liu Qinghuan had to think about whether to kick him away or not.

But she couldn't help but worry. Would that inspire his beastiality?

Just as she hesitated, Shemu finally let go of her lips and buried her head in her side neck.

“Clear, clear...”

His hands gently rubbed her hair, calling her name over and over, as if he wanted to engrave both words in bone and blood.

Breathing on her ear was hotter than the kiss just now. The temperature coming through the clothes was about to ignite her heart. Liu Qinghuan was almost there, and she was about to hold the person on her body.

Too bad it's still a little worse.

She ended up just manipulating and closing her eyes: “I'm not her. ”

Shemu's eyes darkened for a moment, and his hands on Liu Qinghuan's side slowly tightened, circling her into his arms: “Why? ”

“Why what? ”

Shemu kept his mouth shut and stopped talking.

After a moment of silence, Shemu finally got up and left the room. Liu Qinghuan looked at the door that was closed again, and his heart gradually subsided.

The next day, when Liu Qing was rejoicing, Shemu had already gone up.

His Royal Highness Han Yuan, Special Envoy Donggan Ro, who went back to show the Emperor the great beauty of the landscape, he was greedy for the beauty and wanted to stay for two more days.

The emperor said to him with a huge look on his face and welcomed you.

It's quite constipating to get up early in the morning and watch two Tai Chi ministers. Shemu was the only one who looked at Awes cold from beginning to end, and let him enjoy the cool of the end of the summer.

In Hou Fu, Liu Qinghuan is also playing Tai Chi with the Ning family. However, after spending a long time with the old lady, Liu Qinghuan had quite a few swimming edges. The old lady knocked on the side all morning, and did not ask if the two people were holding onto each other last night.

I just heard that when Liu Qinghuan returned from here, he ordered someone to put an extra lock on the sleeping door.

But this lock in General Xue's eyes makes no difference - you can see it when he comes back and smiles at it.

After laughing at the lock, Shemu ordered someone to move her sleep to the side and add a new cot to the outer room. When Ning heard the news, she hurried to throw out the Buddha's beads.

He's planning on staying in the house for a long time, isn't he?

Liang Chen stopped and immediately rushed out to grab Grandpa Ning's ear. He urged her to calm down and calm down.

One morning went by so wildly, and in the afternoon, Shemu finally took a moment to come and talk to Novo.

With a seven to eight heart in his arms, Noah didn't know what to talk about.

The lotus flowers in the lotus pool have faded, and only some of the lotus leaves are still floating on the pool. On the Lotus Pavilion, only the shadows of Shemu and Noah Banquet are rare. Shemu is still sitting in the middle of the pavilion, sharing the fried tea.

Noah looked at him beside him and guessed what he was going to talk to himself.

Shemu looked at the hot porcelain tea bowl in front of her and asked Noah: "I've been busy looking for someone before, and I didn't ask you, how did she escape from you? ”

Noah's eyebrows were wrinkled and he probed, “Did Madame say anything? ”

"'She didn't say anything,' said Shemu. 'What about you? ”

Noah remained silent for a long time and finally knelt down directly on the ground: "Her subordinates lied to her and sent her away, actually trying to take the opportunity to kill her. ”

Shemu put his hand on the table and shook it in a fist. Half a fist, he asked, "Why? ”

"" When Master Hou rescued me from the battlefield, my life belonged to Master Hou. The purpose of her intermingling in the house was not pure, and nothing said was true. I could not leave such a person with the master. ”He paused and said," Even if Grandpa Hou killed me today, I have no regrets. ”

He knew that sooner or later Shemu would know that he would not have let her escape so easily if he hadn't been a thief.

Shemu slowly loosened his clenched fist and stood up from the futon. He looked down at the feast on his knees, his voice immersed in the water, bright and close, but not clearly heard.

“If you really killed her, then you wouldn't die today, but me. ”