Capturing that flickering cunning, Zhou Wudi awoke from his sweet illusion, and his heart was blended with a bit of bitterness, but this could not affect his good mood. He likes to unmask the mulberry elm on one level, to watch her struggle against herself, to see her put all her heart on herself. He believes that when one thinks about another more often, one naturally generates feelings.
Besides, when Mulberry Elm hung his brains out with himself, the small sample was really sweet, and he was all spiritual all over his body, making him love it, just want to hold a laugh.
Thinking about it, he did the same thing, pulling a woman into his arms and holding her tight and laughing. The roaring laughter and the tremors in his chest made Monsanto Elm uncomfortable and his ears were red.
“Nor can I resist the temptation to get close to the mulberry elm, and hold the mulberry elm in my arms. I am also very pleased!” Men lying in silent whispers in women's ears, the seriousness and deep feelings implicit in the words are not to be mistaken, which makes Meng Sangyu feel a little distracted.
No hatred for no reason, no love for no reason. This man is an emperor. How do you know what love is? It was just a sudden rush. She strives to consolidate her guard against sinking into the warm arms of men.
“If you like writing with me, why didn't you say so? I'll accompany you to the book. How about this" History "?” Zhou Wudi stood up with a woman and picked out a heavy book on his desk.
Meng Mungyu's phoenix was staring at each other, and his eyebrows were so tight, "Your Majesty, this book is too thick, why don't you change it? ”
“There is no end to this day, and there is tomorrow.” As he spread a pen of ink and paper, he kissed the woman's white face and took a gentle bite in her earlobes like a pearl.
Do you belong to a dog? Kiss and lick and bite? Monsanto Elm frontal blues coldly, but had to snuggle in the man's arms, smiling with shame. Nimah, it's called self-inflicted sin!
The man was satisfied with her obedience and carefully folded her overly broad sleeves in two turns, lest she get ink on her hands and grabbed her tender, white hand, with a pen in the first chapter of the History. The handwriting of the Dragonfly Phoenix dance spreads on the handkerchief. It combines the masculinity of men and the soft beauty of women. It looks very brilliant.
The man's dark eyes slightly squeezed up, enjoyed this feeling of compatibility, holding the woman's slender waist arms harder, kissing her cheek on the side, low voice, “In the future, I freed up time to read and practice with you every day, do you like it? ”
Meng Sangyu turned back and looked into the man's eyes as wide as the sea, his heart slightly trembled, ripping open the corner of his mouth and said, “Love it!” She turned to look at the handkerchief, her stiff smile immediately closed, her mouth wide open and a silent screaming expression. You come here every day? She's going crazy!
The ink-filled yarn table looked like a mirror, reflecting the ghost face of her teeth grinning and falling behind the man's curtain. First he was stunned, then he laughed out loud. Mulberry Elm Yin Feng Yang looks so cute!
Seeing a man stop penning, hugging himself and laughing more, Monsanto Elm became more depressed and didn't know where he was messing with him. Ancient men laugh so low! She defamed herself.
After laughing for a long time, Zhou Wu Emperor calmed down and continued to hold Mulberry Elm's book. From time to time, she dropped a kiss near her cheek. She saw her eartips red, her pink lips slightly beeped, and her heart was delighted. He finally figured out why Mulberry Elm used to make fun of Po. It was fun!
Halfway through, Chang Xi knocked on the door, "Your Majesty, it's time for dinner. ”
“Mmm.” Zhou Wudi promised, putting down the pen, kissing Mulberry Elm's lips, softening his voice, “Let's go, continue tomorrow. ”
“Yes.” Monsanto Elmo answered, whispering in his own breath. Surrounded by a man's pure masculinity, she was really a little overwhelmed, especially by men's deliberate and unintentional teasing.
Walking out the door to the chilling wind, her hot eartips slowly receded to the tide. The man smiled and glanced at her relieved expression. He took over the silver fox cape from Changxi and put it on her shoulder, carefully tying her strap.
The atmosphere is very quiet and cozy as the two of them walk hand in hand onto a pebbled trail. Sounds delightful when you look at the main palace and the noise of Silver Tree, Bishui and Erbao is coming from afar. They had already stolen the sight of the Emperor and the Master from the window seam of the study, knowing that the Master was fine, and they were naturally relaxed.
When he saw Baobao with the embroidery ball in his mouth, his butt turned toward himself, Meng Sangyu immediately released the man's hand and ran forward to greet him.
“What's Erbao doing? Looking for embroidery balls?” He held Erbao up and kissed him. Meng Sang Elm pulled out the embroidery ball in his mouth and asked with a smile.
Whoa, whoa, whoa! Erbao nodded as he called, and the small figure had trouble.
Monsanto Elm smiled softly and threw the embroidery ball out of his hand. The master pet threw one at the other and didn't enjoy himself, but left Zhou Wudi alone. Zhou Wu emperor smiled and looked at Erbao very cold. I knew this little thing was such a pet contender, he should have thrown it in the cold room!
“Let me play with it.” Step forward, take the embroidery ball from Mulberry Elm's hand, and the man smiles.
“Sure.” Monsanto Elm definitely has him.
The man's dark eyes slightly squeezed, his hands spit, and the lightly floating embroidered ball was thrown hundreds of meters away, directly over the palace wall and into the royal garden.
“Take it out and look for it. Don't come back until you find it.” A man smiles on his lips, but his eyes are cold. Yin Cui and Bishui trembled and rushed to the royal garden with Erbao.
Monsanto Elm looked silly. Chang Xi darkened to help himself, he said: The Emperor is so impatient to compete with a dog!