The queen's vest fell off, I picked it up for you

However, what he didn't expect was that this disgusting Duan Yiyao would not force him.

Disgusting him by doing things that disgust him.

He won.

Yun Mumu's "Yao Lang" yelled like a bayonet, piercing into his heart fiercely.

A few days ago, he even said that he would cooperate with him and help him, but he turned around and threw himself into the arms of other men.

What about Yaolang?How shameless.

He was so annoyed by her word "Yao Lang".

He was very angry, but when he saw her innocent face, he suppressed his temper abruptly.

He's just too used to this woman, it's time to teach her a lesson.

The man held the Longquan sword in his hand, half of his face was reflected by the blade, his eyes were extremely cold.

Unknowingly, Yun Mumu came back from the bath, and her whole body was much more refreshed.

She happily walked to the dressing table and straightened her black hair.

Then she walked to the big bed that Duan Yiyao had prepared for her, lifted the quilt, and prepared to lie flat.

Lifting the quilt, his brows were tightly wrinkled.

The quilt below is all wet, what the hell?
"Bingqiao... Bingqiao...Ajiu..." She turned her head and called twice, but she didn't see Bingqiao and Ajiu coming in.

Of course, everyone was arranged far away by Duan Yihuang in advance.

Tonight, no one should approach this sleeping hall.

Bingqiao was not called, so Yun Mumu had no choice but to go to the closet by herself, trying to find a set of dry bedding to change into.

When I opened the cabinet door, I found that the cabinet was empty, even the clothes were gone.

"Strange, where did everyone go?" She muttered, even those eyeliners of Duan Yiyao didn't know where they went?

She went back to the side of the couch and checked the degree of dampness.

From top to bottom, it was completely wet, and it was evenly and thoroughly wet.

Not even a dry spot was left for her.

Yun Mumu looked suspiciously at Duan Yihuang, who was calm and nonchalant.

Duan Yihuang was already lying under the quilt, half of his face was buried under the quilt, seeing Yun Mumu's gaze, he asked calmly, "What's wrong?"

What's the matter? He was overwhelmed.

"Your Majesty, my bed is wet." Yun Mumu frowned.

"Oh, maybe it's because the weather is too humid recently." A certain man replied shamelessly.

Yun Mumu: ...

How can the wet weather make the bedding wet like this?
"What about the clothes in the closet?"

"Oh, clothes, I asked Bingqiao to take all of them to the Laundry Bureau to wash them, the weather will be fine tomorrow."

"All? Did you take it overnight?"

"Ah."

"What will the concubine wear tomorrow?"

The more Yun Mumu talked, the more suspicious Duan Yihuang felt.

Duan Yihuang's eyes drifted away, "How do I know?"

After finishing speaking, he was stunned for a while, then looked at Yun Mumu's couch again.

Then the corners of her mouth turned up, she couldn't restrain a smile, and said mercifully: "In this case, then tonight, I will allow you to sleep with me."

Yun Mumu looked at the narrow smile on the man's face, squinted his eyes and asked, "Your Majesty, you must have splashed the water on the couch, right?"

Duan Yihuang became anxious, and shouted with a red face and neck: "I am the majestic king of a country, how could I do such a thing?"

Yun Mumu: Look at your guilty look, if it's not you, who else?

Is it enough to refuse to admit it?

Does she look dumb?