Chapter 1458: Emperor wants to hug (58)

After the two became married, they stayed in the dynasty for a while, then they went to the mountains to enjoy the water.
At the time of the peace, the seventeen support a little emperor to the throne, but he did not do the regent king, but chose a few talented courtiers, and fully assisted the political affairs, and patiently educated the young emperor to grow up.
Countless people don't understand his behavior. Because he is far from that position, he is at your fingertips. However, it is something that is at your fingertips, but he has not touched it.
The ancient emperors loved the mountains, and no one wanted to give up the beauty for the beauty. Everyone feels a pity, but XVII understands what he really wants.
This is a beautiful time when I was young.
"Emperor," his voice was slightly dull and whispered. "Only drink, can't warm up."
Yu Chu still did not resist, he was swayed by a younger smile, straight up the slender figure, and the cloud was lightly moving towards the middle. Yu Chu was held by him and tried to struggle: "Small seventeen, this is still daytime. It."
Seventeen indifferently said: "Is the emperor forgot to promise me what? I was drunk and holding the emperor that day, but the emperor promised me, and I will follow me in the future."
Yu Chu round eyes.
On that day, the two men drank together, and when they drank a cup, they drunk, and in a flash, they returned to the little milk dumplings of their childhood, and they insisted on holding her spoiled and selling. In order to sleep this bear child, she promised a lot...
"Are you not drunk?" Yu Chu yelled at him.
Seventeen put her on the bed, staring at her slowly and lowly, with a soft voice in the cold voice. "It is drunk, but I should remember, I will not forget."
He leaned over and hugged the girl, his fingertips were slightly hooked, and the gauze at the bed floated down. The shadow of the cascading showed an abnormal sputum. The lips and teeth grinded, and the young boy sighed with a low voice: "The emperor, today's wine is so fragrant.

Sweet and soft love makes people blush.
Yu Chuxi: "Every day is the same."
"But this is what the emperor has ever drunk." Jing Huai whispered, licking her lips and raising her eyebrows.
In the scattered clothes, the cold weather made the girl bite her lip slightly, and the waist of the exposed clavicle was a little cold. She whispered: "Seventeen..."
"Emperor."
The man's long fingers gently clasped her hand, the cold, dull voice, attached to the earlobe, like gentle, but also like a lazy and low dark temperament.
"I will make you warm."
His long, white fingers slipped through the room, slowly sketching the soft outlines, and the youthful scattered clothes room, the beautiful texture lines looming.
The white-haired boy licked his lips, and the black hair slipped on his shoulders, sketching the shadows between his delicate eyebrows, and the fascinating ambiguity, like a sparkling lake.
He slowly entered, and a pair of jewel-like eyes picked up, seemingly adapting to the ultimate pleasure.
The girl snorted.
Seventeen suddenly smiled, gasping and dumb, is between the youth and the youth. He listened to the girl's low asthma, and the delicate eyebrows looked gentle.
"Emperor."
The overflowing emotions in the voice made the girl open her eyes slightly and looked at him in confusion.
The nephew of the front is gentle and bright, and Yu Chu thinks that he wants to say something touching, but the man only reveals a small dimple, and bends and swears: "Emperor, will you try the next one?"

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The interior is warm and the shadows are stacked.
The snow outside the window is silent and prosperous.