Playing to the death and cheating on you

Shui Lian was in a hurry: "I... now I am in your bedroom... catching rape and catching...don't you admit it?"

He laughed out loud, and wrapped his arms around her. 【26nbsp;】

Soft and delicate body, exhalation like orchids, the fresh smell between the black hair... Overnight, it permeated every corner of Shangshan Palace.

This pure man's room suddenly became more angry.

He hugged her slender waist from behind, pressed against her ear, and said viciously: "Little devil, believe it or not, I locked you in a small dark room again?"

"..."

Scared, really scared...

Her whole body was so sore, when she mentioned the little black room, her face would turn red and her heart would beat, her hands and feet would be sore...

But gloating: "Your Majesty, I said I'm going to Ganlu Temple, hum, let's see how you solve it..."

He said leisurely: "I am the emperor, who dares to say no? "

……

With the continuous holidays, the memorials in the imperial study are about to pile up like a mountain.

Your Majesty has had enough of the little black house, so of course he has to deal with some political affairs.

His Majesty is a workaholic, working overtime day and night, and not going out at dusk, Shui Lian had no choice but to go to him with the stewed ginseng soup.

His Majesty quickly read through the last few memorials, put it aside, took a sip of the ginseng soup: "Shui Lian, why does the ginseng soup taste so good today?"

She said mysteriously, "I added some special ingredients."

"What material?"

"you guess……"

"Little devil, did you add fragrance?"

She called out: "Your Majesty, don't talk nonsense... how can I have it?"

"Without the fragrance, why do I feel so hot and restless? Ah..."

As soon as the word "ah" fell out, the big window of the imperial study room was closed.

Although the fireplace was burning brightly, the imperial study suddenly became dark and gloomy for work?

What?

ambiguous!

hazy! ! !

On the opposite side was a pair of eyes full of that.Suddenly, there was an extremely evil feeling flowing in the magnificent imperial study room.

"Little devil, I'm tired from sitting, come give me a massage..."

She walked over obediently, hanging his shoulders, gently kneading him so that he was very, very comfortable.

He smiled maliciously: "Little devil, press here... here... and here..."

When I arrived at a certain "here", someone's body was tilted, and he was pushed down...and fell into someone's arms, giggling, and he didn't know who was massaging whom.

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