Chapter 922: And pro-proton, don't blacken 12

Azhao strode over and waved to let the ear fall.
She walked to Hua Tuo and looked at him with a condescending look: "Do you not believe me?"
Hua Tu looked at him, and seemed to be helpless: "Your Majesty, you are the female emperor of Suzaku, always greet the Holy King."
"Then you will be my holy prince!" A Zhao said without thinking.
Hua Wei lived and looked at A Zhao, and he was surprised by a glimpse of his eyes, and then he suddenly said: "I? But I am a big summer person, or a big summer prince, you can't be willful."
A Zhao sat down beside him and took his hand: "Who said it? If even the holy prince can't do the Lord, what is the meaning of my emperor?"
She looked at Hua Tuo and wondered if she could comfort him and not let him think more.
So Azhao leaned over and kissed Hua Wei, let him look at himself.
"Green." She spoke to him, seemingly promised, "You must believe me."
"Welcome the holy prince, it is your own thing. If you are the courtiers, you don't care."
Hua Wei looked at her quietly.
Azhao also looked at him tenderly: "Green, I only ask you. Would you like to be my holy prince? If you are willing, then, in this world, no one can stop us."
Hua Wei’s heart trembled.
The opposite person is looking forward to watching him and waiting for him to respond.
However, after Hua Wei was silent for a long time, he just said with a helpless smile: "Your Majesty is joking."
He didn't say anything, didn't say he didn't want to.
A Zhao was somewhat disappointed in his heart.
What she said to Hua Tuo is not a false statement. The Suzaku dynasty is supreme, and the female emperor is under pressure. If she insists, the court officials can really oppose it, but the opposition is of no use.
But she turned to think about it, and so on.
She can indeed force the public to stand for the sage, but there will be many discordant voices, and even Hua Tuo may be smashed into water.
Then wait a minute.
Wait until she clears the obstacles and give him a grand marriage.
This will not grieve him at all.
After making this decision, Azhao looked soothing again.
She said to Hua Tuo: "In short, you will not be a holy priest, nor will you be a monk."
Hua Wei looked up at her.
A Zhao smiled and took him, sideways and kissed him: "In this life, there is a young man."
Hua Wei did not speak.
He closed his eyes and took advantage of the people in his arms. Rarely, he took a few points out of control and forced him to go on.
The two kissed the bed from the couch and went to bed, and Hua Tuo took A Zhao down.
After getting together for more than a year, both of them have become extremely familiar with each other's body.
Azhao is a bit strange, because Hua Tuo has always been gentle between the mattresses, and there is very little such initiative, even with a bit of fierce appearance.
Oh, but it’s not uncomfortable, but there are a few different stimuli.
She stretched out her arms and wrapped around the shoulders of her body, indulging his appearance.
Hua Tuo seems to have paused, and then the action is getting more intense.
Love is like a fire.
......
The consequence of indulgence was that Azhao did not get up early the next morning.
After the palace people called for two or three rounds, Hua Tuo looked down at the man who was squatting in his arms and looked exhausted. His face showed a gentle smile that he did not even notice.
He lowered his voice: "I am not feeling well, and I am free today."
The palace people were very surprised, but the people in the curtain account did not have a half-movement, but they had to whisper.