Empress, she always wants to abdicate

Chapter 349 Two Leather Faces

"You go out, leave me alone." There was a murmuring voice coming from the bed, if it wasn't for his good hearing, Yue Mo wouldn't have known what she was talking about.

Han Zhiyu, who covered her head, was suffocated inside and had difficulty breathing, but she felt that it must be her shame.

Obviously I have always been a gentle image, I finally let myself go for once, but no acquaintances caught me.

What a shame.

Before she could continue to feel annoyed, she felt that someone had lifted her quilt and someone was holding her fate by the throat.

Ying Yu's hand stroked from the back of her head to her neck, like stroking her own cat, hoping it would calm her down.

"It's okay, they're all on our own. And you're protecting me, so it's not something to be ashamed of." By the moonlight, he could see the girl's messy hair and fine beads of sweat, and he probably blushed a lot. up.

But seeing that she was still a little depressed, he asked, "Or do you think it's a shame to protect me and stand side by side with me?"

Nirvana, sell miserably.

Sure enough, her little queen was hooked.

"Not really, it's just that I'm not used to it. After all, I'm also a beautiful girl. It's normal to be a little burdened." Han Zhiyu was a little shy.

She hangs in many people's homes. Although others don't know about it, she still bears the false name of a goddess.

There was a chuckle above her head, and Ying Yu put her head next to her: "Then, this beautiful girl, what burden do you have?"

She looked up at him with dissatisfaction: "I am also a descendant of a country, and I have become a master and brought students. Is it strange to be a bit burdened?"

"It's not surprising, it's not surprising, you're right." Ying Yu smiled and took her into his arms, listening to each other's heartbeat together in the dark.

"Actually, you protected me like that in the morning, although you look like a tigress." Ying Yu said this, but before he could say a turning point, he felt her hands pinching his waist.

Han Zhiyu was a little dumbfounded when he didn't grab it, "You don't have fat, why? Everyone eats and sleeps, or sits down to work, why you don't have fat."

At first, he thought it was nothing serious, but seeing her so excited, Ying Yu felt bad again.

He quietly pinched the soft flesh around her waist: "Are you talking about this? I usually practice martial arts, but you were sleeping at that time, so you didn't know."

Ordinary things made people proud because of her envy.

"Oh, then you're quite proud." Han Zhiyu's heart was sour. She was well-proportioned and not fat, but she was not as firm as his.

envy, jealousy, hate.

But he is also self-disciplined enough. He has to get up so early in the morning, but he still finds time to exercise.

Ying Yu leaned over: "I'm not proud, I'm just afraid that you won't like it."

His eyes were bright, and he put her hand on his waist when he spoke.

Even through the fabric, it makes people feel that the body is so hot that it is hot to the touch.

"You are really shameless." Han Zhiyu only felt that her cheeks exploded with heat, hotter than covering her under the quilt.

And he chuckled lightly: "Nonsense, I want face, and I want your share."

"Erpilian." Han Zhiyu gritted her teeth, trying to pull her hand out but couldn't.

It used to look unattainable, but now it is like a vine on the road, clinging to you, unwilling to let go at all.

So her slight sense of shame disappeared completely under this shameless operation.

Although it is said to come out to play, it can't just play.

(End of this chapter)