Love in Another Life: My Gentle Tyrant

There was a trembling on his spine, and his hand reached into her back, stroking if anything.

Everywhere he pointed, her skin was hot and hot ...

Xuan Yuan suddenly remembered that in the novel, the frequency of occurrence was extremely high and extremely low. How many women have to go through to have such skillful skills ... Think of it this way, she walked away slightly from the dizzy hot Sober up.

She pushed him away!

Also included is a fluttering laugh.

Before the laughter had passed, she was dumbfounded. God, what was she laughing at ... well, she made all the hard mistakes she could make today.

"Is that so funny?"

Xuan Yuan looked at the Emperor tremblingly—the man reached out and touched his lips, and stared at her with a smile.

"My uncle is hungry ..."

Even more unreliable answer, she decided to go out.

She admits that this man has a fatal appeal. The problem is that she really can't meet a man who has only met three times, even if he is an emperor.

Besides, he loved Nianfei, not Zhu Qi, who had the dove in his nest.

However, it is said that Nianfei entered the palace shortly after, and she did not understand why the emperor favored her alone. Amazing beauty, or because she is a daughter of the left hand?

But if it is the latter, this year is the emperor's dependent minister, and the queen mother is the emperor's mother. Then, even if the queen mother loves her niece Hua Fei again, you should not use the young concubine at all ...

The emperor coughed a little, and Xuan Yuan only returned to her mind, so she looked at the emperor thinking wildly.

Her face was flushed, and she was about to squeeze a few words, but the emperor said: "It seems that Concubine is not too hungry, let's pass on the meal first."

The first word, I do not know whether it is intentional or unintentional, the tone is heavier than other words. What is he hinting at?

After eating ... they ... she continued to carry the puppet.

The emperor gave a high-flop, and Xia Sang came in quickly-he dared to stay on the porch.

If the emperor "does things" in it, isn't all this **** listening in his ears?

It seemed that it was only a flash of time, Xia Sang had led the palace people to put the food on the cloth.

Xuan Yuan thought that this man's hands and feet were very sharp, and modernity is definitely a good management.

The meal came to the table, and she soon became dumbfounded, blurting out, "Is your treasury running out of money?"

The emperor's mouth twitched, Xia Sang laughed, went to the exaggeration, and even bent his belly.

On this table are boiled vegetables, white-burning tofu, and two bowls of millet porridge—Xuan Ling bit her lip. She was not wrong. What is wrong is that men care most about face, and money and power are the embodiment of face She shouldn't ask a man like this, are you out of money, and that man is an emperor?