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Chapter 69 One-shot operation is as fierce as a tiger (thanks to fruit punch)
In the eyes of the emperor, my Xiaobai was intoxicated by the affection of being rewarded with mutton fat jade and couldn't extricate himself.She must have been shy about what came after the poem.

Let Xiaobai also feel the rapid heartbeat.

"Xiaobai, I want to read it to you again, you have to listen carefully."

When he read the sentence "Twilight is getting darker and fatter cheeks, whispering softly and adding love", he deliberately made his voice super slow, dragging out every word for a long time, as if he was afraid that Jiang Yuebai would not be able to hear it. Understand.

"Do you know what this means?" The emperor gently bit Jiang Yuebai's earlobe, and sucked another red flower on her snow-white neck.

"Ah!" Jiang Yuebai screamed, because it was so itchy that she pushed the emperor away vigorously, but was still tightly held within one arm.

Her body can be described as sensitive Max, and she has been super ticklish since she was a child.So the emperor's coquettish operation made Jiang Yuebai feel the cold wind blowing over his ears, making it itchy and uncomfortable to death!
You can even feel goose bumps on your arms.

Oh my god, can you stop making such a surprise attack!Jiang Yuebai tried her best to restrain herself, she just missed kicking the emperor and kicking him away.

"This is crooning, you know?"

The emperor said with a smile, stretching his thumb back and forth Mosuo Jiang Yuebai's lips,

"Are you shy again??? What should I do, I can't get enough of your glass of wine. I still want to drink it."

God, I always like to touch other people's lips. Does this leader have a fetish?

What does it mean to drink again?

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Jiang Yuebai suddenly felt that the workplace in the harem was more difficult than the previous one, and the thoughts of the leaders were much more difficult to fathom.

Say I want to sleep with you, but it doesn't seem to be all, and I have to add a lot of content.

As long as he thought of the Queen Mother's instructions, Jiang Yuebai set a benchmark, saving his life first.

The palace secretary has never been a place to talk about feelings. The boss recruits people to make people work and create value for the company.If one employee leaves, often the next one is younger, cheaper, better, and better behaved.

At this time Jiang Yuebai's throat was smoking, and Jiaojiao's voice was naturally a little hoarse, "The emperor, my concubine wants to drink water."

What a coincidence.

I also have a dry mouth and want to drink water.

As soon as the words fell, Li Beichen immediately flew to the table with his lightness kung fu, picked up the steaming teacup on the table, and handed it to Xiao Bai.

He looked at Xiaobai with burning eyes.

But Jiang Yuebai was a little distracted because he was shocked by the big gift package from the system. He accidentally choked on a sip of tea and coughed repeatedly.

"Xiaobai, are you okay?" Li Beichen asked with concern.He took the teacup from Xiao Bai's hand and placed it on the small table beside the bed.

It seems that you can't mess around.Cough so badly.

Jiang Yuebai shook her head with tears streaming down her face.

Just now when she felt the itchiness was unbearable, she almost hit back and beat the emperor to the ground.Fortunately, I held back.

All right, Durex is Durex.This thing was not available in ancient times, maybe it will be of great use in the future.

A sigh.

Let's not go to bed all the time.Let's work hard together!
"Those who serve others with color, their color fades and their love relaxes."

It is okay to compete for favor with appearance and figure when you are young, but sooner or later your appearance will get old, and your figure will be easy to walk.In the long run, as a professional advantage, it is not reliable.

Jiang Yuebai made up her mind to find a new way through continuous learning, so as to lead the way in the harem workplace.

What others don't have, I have, what others have, I am superior, what others are superior to, I am special, and what others are special to me is fine.

He didn't follow the emperor's words, but changed the subject, threw himself into the emperor's arms, and said softly,

"This is the first poem that the emperor actually wrote to his concubine. Before, the emperor wrote a poem for the concubine that Shen promised to be a treasure, although they all praised others. The concubine finally has a poem of his own. Your majesty, Can you write down the poem just now and give it to my concubine?"

"Good idea. Xiaobai, go grind the ink, and I will write it down and give it to you." Li Beichen's eyes were full of spirits, and he strode to the desk.

Boy Meng Lang suddenly disappeared, and standing between the desks turned into a calligrapher berating Fang Qiu.

Jiang Yuebai laid out the rice paper carefully, then stood aside and concentrated on grinding the ink.

Li Beichen's gaze followed her hand.

People are good-looking, even grinding ink is so interesting to look at.

The emperor took the brush that Jiang Yuebai handed over, took a deep breath, his thoughts were flowing, and he swayed the fresh ink color.The emotions hidden deep in my heart stretched and turned into eight affectionate sentences written by the pen.

The drizzle poured into the flower branches and trembled slightly, and the water waves swayed slightly with the silk.

Luo sleeves brush green socks to leave fragrance, Gu Pansheng is charming and unparalleled.

The twilight gradually thickened and stained fat cheeks, whispering softly and adding love.

Zhu Yan is drunk like a thousand cups of wine, and the spring rainy night is deep and cool.

At this moment, Li Beichen is no longer a high-ranking emperor, but a young man who is in love and crazy about love.

He put pen to paper, and his expression of incomparable concentration was indescribable.

Wherever he writes, the continuous strokes are filled with infinite passion and deep nostalgia.Every stroke and every painting is imbued with his strong feelings at this time.

I secretly pray in my heart that the future will be as beautiful as this poem, that they will be in love with each other and never leave.

He was deeply intoxicated by it, and couldn't help but have extremely strong expectations for an important moment in the future.

That moment must be extremely wonderful, he thought, his heart trembling.

Wearing a nine-clawed dragon robe, the emperor stood there striding forward, holding a pen and ink in his hand, and the way he scolded Fang Qiu was indeed domineering!
Seeing that Jiang Yuebai was taken aback for a while.This posture looks like an expert, and this word looks like he studied under a famous master and has practiced for a long time.

Words are better than poetry.

When writing the last sentence, the emperor stopped the brush in his hand.

Because he found that in the poem that he recited impromptu, the last sentence "Feifei Chunyu" accidentally repeated the first sentence "Drizzle" in the last line. Although it is okay, it is not perfect.

He raised his head and asked, "Xiaobai, help me think about the last sentence. How can Feifei Chunyu change here to make it better?"

The tenderness and smile in his eyes, in the eyes of Jiang Yuebai who was on the side, was the enthusiasm for poetry and calligraphy.

oh!It turned out that the leader liked it.easy to say.This question, I will!
One word "boast"!
"The emperor's poems are full of rich, full and fresh images. Li Bai and Du Mu are the only ones who can compare with the emperor. Poetry writing focuses on artistic conception and emotion. Most Tang poems do not rhyme but are brilliant. Concubine It’s better to sigh than yourself, and it won’t change.”

What else can you do?

Leaders should applaud when they sing, and give more rewards when leaders write official accounts.It is natural for the leader to write calligraphy.

If the leader is particularly proud of the work, if it comes up, it will say that this is not good, that is not good, and then change it to a better one. It is okay to say that it is open-minded, humble and studious.

If not, most of them will feel that they have been slapped in the face by their subordinates, and secretly hold grudges, thinking that this person is ignorant.

People share the same heart.

If you have to offer advice, be as tactful as possible.

Especially this kind of innocuous fun is part of team building, and the most important thing is that everyone is happy.

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