Chapter 65:

In the west room of the east wing of the western courtyard, the lights in the room were brightly lit when the six candles in the corner were all burned.
On the huge Eight Immortals table, King Jing sits in the main position. On the left is the charming feminine Qiao side concubine on the left, and on the right is the green and charming flowers. If Qiao Fangfei is the blooming hibiscus flower, then the small flower is a small peach flower that has a bud waiting to be opened. It's not that whoever is more beautiful than anyone else, it's just that each has his own style.
Die'er stepped over, holding the pot again and slowly pouring the rose-colored 'rouge shreds' into the small flower cup. Over there, Qiao Fangfei picked up another jade pot filled with wine and filled her glass.
"Sister Flower, my sister will give you another drink." Qiao Fangfei smiled and smiled and looked at King Jing. "This is happy, and your highness is here too. Don't refuse your sister."
The three of Lilac were nervous, and Xiaohua seemed to have raised her hand to pick up a glass of wine beside her. Yingying Hao's wrist was half exposed, and she looked crystal clear under the light and took a drink.
Die'er held up the hip flask again to move forward.
At this time, as long as the people who are not blind in the house, they can see what Qiao Fangfei and the person in the palace mean. King Jing is here to know what he is doing, and everyone knows that Mrs. Hua can't be drunk and serve, then it will be cheaper than Mrs. Qiao.
Chun Cao has always kept in mind the words of the little flower, don't show it in front of others, but at this time his face can no longer be suppressed and it seems a bit angered.
"Sister Die'er, my wife's drinking is not good, you still don't want to pour her."
Chun Cao said that it seemed a bit unruly. There were three masters sitting here. The master didn't speak. Can a small palace person intervene.
But Concubine Qiao did not get angry, and even said with a smile: "You are also a small palace man, your wife is happy to drink, what are you doing so anxiously, and this wine is the drink of the daughter's house, not intoxicating. "
After using her eyes to show Dieer to fill up the glass, she raised her glass again. "Speak patronizing, I will respect you again, Sister Hua. I am happy today, and it doesn't matter if I drink more."
Lilac dragged the spring grass aside, Xiaohua glanced at Qiao Fangfei, and took a drink.
Once you come and go, King Jing drank two glasses, but Qiao Fangfei and Xiaohua drank a lot.
Concubine Qiao's face was no different from her usual face, it was obvious that the amount of wine was good, Xiaohua was drunk and dim, and King Jing was still sitting beside her. She couldn't even sit up straight, leaning half leaning on her Lilac on the side.
"Come and come, I will respect you again."
Qiao Fangfei smiled like a flower, "Sister Hua doesn't think the amount of wine is really good, let's stop drinking it." The previous sentence was for Jing Wang, and the latter sentence was for Xiao Hua.
Xiaohua smiled happily, her cheeks red like fire, "Sister Qiao Fang this wine is really good today ... Rouge drunk ... It is delicious, the name is good, the wine is good ..."
He said he took the jug and poured himself another drink, and picked it up.
"It seems that Sister Hua is really drunk." Qiao Fangfei sighed with a smile, and glanced at King Jing again, "Your Highness, or--"
King Wang has put down his chopsticks for a long time. He has a simple meal and does not talk to people. Over there, Xiaohua and Qiao Fangfei fight for wine. He has already finished eating here, and he hasn't spoken. He just sits there and looks inexplicably.
Everyone can understand the meaning of Qiao Fangfei's words. The three palaces standing on the side of the west courtyard are all anxious. Die Er shows a delighted smile. Qiao Fangfei's smile is extremely charming and her eyes are like water. It looks like a little drunk.
She didn't seem to notice Qiao's movements, and stood up crookedly, as if she had lost her bones. First rubbed his eyebrows, Lilac was going to help her, she did not let, but fell to King Jing.
As soon as the person wrapped up, his hand wrapped around King Jing's neck.
"Your Highness--"
Others are exasperated, she is exhaled with alcohol. But the alcohol of rouge is not heavy, and with the light scent of Xiaohua's body, it will not feel bad.
Especially a charming little beauty, peach blossom eyes contain spring water, hibiscus lips are quite moving, King Jing looked at the drunk beauty who was wrapped around him, although there was nothing on his face, the eyes were deep and deep.
"Your Highness does not go anywhere, does she?"
The half-toned lips seemed to be aggrieved, and there was a little love for Jiao, showing the girl's delicate gesture, and even tightening her arms, as if it was wrapped around it.
Fushun sighed on the side, whoever said that Mrs. Hua was drunk, had to make Qiao Fangfei cut off. Fushun has been waiting for King Jing for too long. As soon as he looks at the color of his eyes, he knows that Qiao Fangfei is not playing tonight.
He still has a good eye for Fushun! Not seen for a few days, this lady's method is getting better and better.
Concubine Qiao's face was a little stiff, and she looked at King Jing nervously, but secretly accused Mrs. Hua of being unruly and vulgar.
Ha ha, why do n’t you scold and humiliate when you come to someone's suit?
Jing Wang's body was almost imperceptibly stiff, half loud, before nodding indifferently.
Xiaohua's drunken face showed a big smile, which made people feel that she was very happy and happy. She took advantage of the situation and fell her face to King Jing's neck, rubbing it twice, muttering softly, "Your Highness is so nice."
Concubine Qiao's face stiffened with a smile, wishing to poke the goblin back and forth with his eyes.
King Jing touched her hair and saw that she could not fall off, and carefully supported her quiet hip with a hand under the table. But the move was in the dark, and no one noticed anything.
King Jing nodded and left, and Mrs. Hua was still hanging on King Jing. This day, the wishful thinking of Qiao Fangfei was considered to have failed.
Fushun smiled and glanced at Mrs. Hua rubbing on King Jing, receiving King Jing's look, and immediately turned around to bow to Princess Concubine Qiao: "Side concubine, look at this--" Send it.
At this time, Qiao Fangfei could only leave. In front of King Jing, he did not dare to show a bad posture. He blessed his body tenderly and pretended to be not drunk, before he let the butterfly beside him walk out.
It wasn't until after going out of the gate that Qiao's concubine waved Die Er's support, and dragged the tent resentfully, and Die Er shrank her neck and dared not speak.
Seeing that shameless Princess Qiong finally left, the palace people on the west side of the courtyard were full of joy and joy. King Jing over there picked up the grind on him and went to the east bedroom.
Want to put down and let the next person come over to wash her, who knows that holding his neck is not lost. Forget about losing it, and the man slammed his lips up, and his lips were sloshing around his neck, and his hands were pulling his clothes.
"Your Highness ..."
A soft and erosive voice sounded, and King Jing suddenly discovered that his brain was a bit chaotic.
It hasn't responded yet. The clothes on the body have been torn apart by people. Slender but not soft fingers are moving above, creating a stimulating sensation caused by thin cocoons on the fingers.
Fushun and Lilac, who followed, saw that the border situation was so fierce, and they lowered their heads and retreated.
In fact, Xiaohua was not drunk. She just felt very hot, her body was hot, and her brain was chaotic. Dimly drunk, he saw King Jing in front of him, and saw his face stretched tightly, but still no expression.
Somehow it was a little irritated, why can't he have a superfluous expression, don't know that he is so indifferent to her so indifferent?
"Your Highness ..."
She muttered in her mouth, her lips moved upstream to King Jing's mouth, her tongue twitched slightly and tentatively rubbed, and then she joined King Jing's lips.
King Jing has never been so intimate with any woman in his life. He doesn't love women's colors, so he has no skills, because he has no skills.
What intertwined the tongue and tongue was still a blank page for him. Last night he tasted a refreshing taste. I thought about it for several days. I just saw the day before and came. I did n’t expect this small palace after coming. People are drunk and have a new trick.
Xiaohua nibbled Jing Wang's lips lightly, groping under his hands, and didn't know where she touched. Jing Wang suddenly shuddered, her thin lips accidentally splayed slightly, and she was pushed in by the little pink tongue. As soon as he entered, he was extremely fierce and evil. He drove around where he should have taken the initiative, but unfortunately the space was too small and he was still entangled.
King Jing was stunned for a moment, reacted, and found that he did not hate this. In particular, the nectar of this little flower is extremely sweet, and the mouth is fresh, and it brings a light taste of wine, which is quite flavorful. Turning the passive into the active, thin lips rubbing on it, puckering the little pink. Even self-taught, he shifted his position, teased the earlobe, and moved to the jade neck.
Xiaohua felt very excited. She took Jing Wang's hand and placed it on her body. She also helped him slide twice. King Jing was a good student, and he touched the towering height and gently kneaded twice.
Xiaohua felt a little comfortable when she had a chest pain, so she hurriedly pulled King Jing's belt. King Jing was unbearable for her, and she was able to remove her and her clothes in three or two strokes. After breaking her thin legs, she rushed into the bed.
The body suddenly filled up, and a murmur came out of Xiaohua's nose, and his mouth kissed more violently, bearing his awkward but violent impact.
How long did it last? No one knew. Xiaohua only knew that she was so excited for the first time. It seemed that she was drunk and she was bold. She often dared not think about it or thought about the means to make it. go with.
He also seemed to like it, his nose was heavy and severe. In the past, even when that happened, Jing Wang Dingduo would have a bit of a chaotic breath, and could not reach such a point of excitement.
No one knows how to get into bed during this period.
Finally it stopped, Xiaohua's brain was not so chaotic at this moment, just wanted to take a breather, and was followed by King Jingzhi. The man was tightly hugged in his arms, and was vigorously supported underneath. After a while, the little flower could not bear it, and biting his arm could not stop the crying overflowing in his mouth.
...
This is the first time Fushun has heard such a big deal.
The voice of Mrs. Li Jianhua intermittently came out, like crying and laughing, there were begging and begging, and there was a very happy bang, and there was a man's heavy sniff.
Your Highness is really a dragon and a tiger. She can make women cry!
It is a man who sighs when he hears these sounds. Although Fushun is not a man, he also has a male form.
"Grandpa Fu, the slave-maid tidyed up the room next to it, would you like to take a break?" Lilac walked over and whispered, "There are people here who are guarding, what will call you to go."
Fushun nodded and went out.
King Jing slowed down for a long time before slowing down. He stopped breathing and looked down at the man in his arms. Both of them were very messy, sweating all over, not only him, she was also very sweaty, and there were a few red teeth marks on his arm, which were bitten when she was refreshing.
The people in this small palace are so courageous that they dare to bite the lonely king.
Seeing the blue and red on her jade neck again, King Jing suddenly had no such idea.
The whole body is sticky and should be bathed, but King Jing does not want to move. The man in his arms moved, turned over and buried him, rubbed on his chest, and stopped moving.
He wiped the supple long hair of the person in his arms and closed his eyes and fell asleep slowly.
ps: It will not lock or not, o (╯ □ ╰) o.
In view of the strictness of Jinjiang's investigation, everyone should not discuss 'too detailed' in the comment area. If you really want to say it, say "Little Flower is too powerful".
It ’s intentional not to see if you can see the little flower, please pay attention to that ‘all’.
In view of the comments given by everyone, these two days are being reviewed in depth-
It ’s ‘no matter how big’ it is anymore. This smelly bug really needs to be corrected, o (╯ □ ╰) o, of course, also related to the articles I read recently. Clicking on the farming house to fight the long text kills people, and always feel that the more detailed the writing, the more it will be. This is a common problem for newcomers and will be noticed in the future.
I was still going to study jewelry and clothes for dinner. I wanted to write more beautifully like a god, but it doesn't seem to be necessary. If you spend a chapter to write clothes and jewelry, then spend a chapter to write a meal. Was killed. The following words are joking drops ~ (≧ ▽ ≦) / ~
This chapter didn't want to write about anything, but it is speculated that everyone should like this kind of "things without details", so that's why → _ → Still, in the comment area, do n’t discuss too many things. If you want to say something, you can say that you are too powerful.
There is a chapter before 3 o'clock.
Xiaohua: (shame, anger, death) Meng Sao Jing, you touch your old lady's in a large crowd.
Meng Sao Jing: (stunned face) The lone king did not.
Xiaohua: Obviously!
Meng Sao Jing: No ...
Floret: Yes
Meng Saojing: There is no large public ... (Obviously under the table.)
Meng Saojing: Xiaohua'er, the lonely king's first kiss was deceived by you
Xiaohua: Is there any?
Meng Sao Jing: ... playing rogues!
Xiaohua: (≧ ▽ ≦) Do you like it?
Meng Saojing: ...