The Beloved Imperial Consort

Chapter 280

In the curtain curtain, the dim yellow candle light reflects Mu Xiyao's ruddy face and delicate body.

Zong Zhenglin patted her on the back. Her eyes were closed and her breath was slow. Mu Xiyao's head is placed in his chest, listening to the man's heartbeat sound strong and powerful, calm and steady. It's ShouSui. When she sleeps, her eyelids fight. Zong Zhenglin doesn't stick to the rules. He just carries her into the room to change clothes and wash.

At this moment, the two people have enough to sleep, but after the net face, they wake up a lot.

Her body is covered with red brand-new 100 sons and thousands of grandchildren quilt, and the bed sheet is her favorite variety of peony flowers. This is a lucky picture, at night take out the bed incense, compared with the red room around, always feel there is something wrong. After a while, it suddenly occurred to me that she had disobeyed her ancestral system.

This quilt cover, however, is not what she can use. Why didn't Zong Zhenglin mention something when they were discussing Until now lying in bed, Mu Xiyao still remembers this matter.

"Your Highness, I have never thought of keeping up with the hellens." When the primary design, if she remember correctly, the whole book, where there is Xiangfei color quilt? It is almost a straight line of red, in addition, it is bright yellow and dark gold. This makes her neglect of the past, looking at the festive flowers and colors, full of interest in Zong Zhenglin pointed to the style.

Now think of it, that book is Zong Zhenglin brought into the house, is also the man urged her to pick the color.

Listening to her murmur, Zong Zhenglin was still lying still with his eyes closed. After a long time, he began to speak lazily.

"I will give it to you on the new year's day." Although the position can not make up for, the cost does not need to be deducted. As far as the ancestral system is concerned, Zong Zhenglin has broken many of his own. In addition, for the sake of Mu Xiyao, there are only two more.

Mu Xiyao lies in front of him. It is impossible to guess this one even though you may think about it.

Your highness, you are the prince, and I have not heard that you can give you this grace. Even emperor Cheng of the Yuan Dynasty didn't see any of them appreciating people's ancestral rules.

"Don't think about it. It's the same with Chengqing's clothes."

Can that be the same? He is your son and his grandson. The concubine is very fond of him. When he sees him, he often laughs.

is trying to inquire into boss that he can clean up his eyes. When it comes to the mouth, it can't come out in any case. What's more, she took the place of bedding, which only made Mu Xiyao feel ashamed and angry.

This afternoon, he followed Zong Zhenglin out of the door until Xu Shi returned to his house. And accompanied Cheng Qing to have fun for some time, but now, she only forgot the most embarrassing thing.

Her clothes seem to be sticky and wet. How can I ask her to talk about this

"Why can't I sleep?" I just yawned, but I can't be quiet now. Zong Zhenglin slowly opened his eyes, and then he saw that the little woman was blushing under his eyelids. It was obvious that she was ashamed.

Feng eyes swept her expression, Zong Zhenglin's eyes narrowed.

"How about it?" It is rare for mu Xiyao to be so manipulative. No matter how awkward, she would hum twice to show her dissatisfaction. What's the meaning of being buried in silence?

"Jiaojiao." For the third time, the voice was tough.

Mu Xiyao knows that she can't avoid it. She is so shameful that she can only stand through it.

The little hand tugged Zong Zhenglin's palm, his eyes closed to death, and his lips were too hard pressed before. At first, when he let go, he was immediately filled with blood, crimson, soft and sweet.

Aware of his suddenly stiff body, Mu Xiyao's back neck is full of blush. It's embarrassing to say that. It was very uncomfortable for him to know such a turn.

Zong Zhenglin's eyebrows jump when he is shocked by the palm of his hand It's self - sufficient? Such a beautiful situation, only a thought, covering the palm of her chest, then gradually generated heat.

The man's heart beat beat beat to move in the ear. The more he saw it, the more urgent he was. He urged Mu Xiyao not to move a little.

At this time, it is absolutely impossible to stir up

"Your Highness, how about turning your back?" Today, I let mother GUI go back to Mu's house to reunite with her son and daughter-in-law. At this time, I had to do it myself.

Zong Zhenglin's eyes are deep and quiet. He stares at her deeply and slowly releases his hand. If the palm is empty, the account will be lost.

By the small woman itself across, across the thin lining, close to the skin. Inadvertently touched where, like a prairie fire, scattered spread to go.

"In fox fur." Even if he had a desire, Zong Zhenglin still remembered that Mu Xiyao could not bear the cold. Never get up to take things for her, is deliberately avoid unnecessary touch, so as not to lose control and hurt her roots.

In response to her promise, Mu Xiyao went outside according to her words and took something out of the cage, which was specially used for milking women. When he returned to the house, he sat down on the chair not far from the collapse, and turned her back deliberately, so as not to attract Zong Zhenglin.

Lying flat on the couch, the rustle in her ears was the sound of her untiing her clothes. She turned over in hot heat. Zong Zhenglin was facing the inside. Before the breath was calmed, he saw that the curtain on the wall just reflected the half silhouette of the woman by candlelight.

With such a glance, Zong Zhenglin couldn't move his eyes any more. He just kept his eyes on her profile.The woman on the wall half raised her arm and gently opened her skirt. One side of the round trembling jump out, full form, attractive. On the tip of the set drainage urn, only so simple to see, Zong Zhenglin is already tight abdomen. Until Mu Xiyao stroked the lower edge of the upper breast with one hand and kneaded the five fingers twice, which eventually led to his breath stagnation and burning throat.

The woman's head is low, and her face is exquisite and gorgeous. So half naked body, staring at the chest, hands are more frequent action Zong Zhenglin's scalp felt numb, but he felt that he had a dirty mind. After seeing Mu Xiyao like this, he felt that the little woman was very much like comforting herself alone.

Suddenly closed his eyes, Zong Zhenglin's forehead leaped wildly, five fingers into a fist. In the house where the dragon was burned, sweat seeps from the back.

Originally, I planned to restrain my distraction to think about political affairs. I didn't want to see the gorgeous scene again. But I could not wait to get into my breast milk, puff, squeeze and fall in the bowl. With this sound, Zong Zhenglin's eyes turned red.

Mu Xiyao blushed, and immediately guessed that Zong Zhenglin must have noticed the strange sound. Such an embarrassing situation made her wish she could not get through the gap and never see anyone again. Obviously, he took the initiative to avoid driving. However, he ran in the opposite direction

Due to her shame, Mu Xiyao speeds up her movements. In the eyes of Zong Zhenglin, he couldn't bear it. The lower part of the body is vigorous and ready to come out. It is more and more difficult to be restrained by obscene trousers. Back to Mu Xiyao, the first time he looked at her like this, Zong Zhenglin's anger surged up, and his hand also felt that he went inside.

It is a large-scale work that covers the soaring green stem, and the front end is sticky.

Only sigh a sound in her love Gu, Zong Zhenglin impatient, on the wall Mei Ying comfortable hum sigh sound.

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