Chapter 315: the difference

"Women and men are the things of Dunlun, the Tiangang is often, Jiaojiao is not shy." Caressing her to the top, Zong Zhenglin is lazy, and the eyes are endless. The only thing that happened was that he was so happy. From the mid-moon of the moon, and then intimate, even to the joy of this. If she is not physically fit, he will not be pity for it, so she will let her go.
"The neck hurts, the waist is sore, and the knees are sure to be bruised. Your Highness!" Mu Xiyao is weak, and there is only a lot of mouth left. "You just care for yourself, you will give you half a life." Toss is gone! You are careful, you are down, there is a good place."
Picking a place that was not covered, Zong Zhenglin’s interest was fierce than in the past. I don't know why this man is always a little weird, and it is really difficult for her to be so embarrassed.
Jiaojiao soft voice, just such a small man lie on his shoulder, red Yan Yan mouth is not full of muttering in his ear, it should be blaming, but because of the unstable atmosphere, it sounds like it is wrapped around him Grinding and spoiling.
The body was wrapped in a thin cloak, and Zong Zhenglin hugged her into the main house. Halfway, leaning over and kissing her hair, the eyes are deep and quiet, and the look is pleasing. "It's very extreme. I know the weight in the next time."
There is next time! Mu Xiyao was black in front of her eyes, and she could not help but hear him.
"Is there something else to say to the temple?" Stepping into the threshold, I was scared to make a bed of incense, and hurriedly quit the door. At the end, I did not forget to cover the door carefully.
Mu Xiyao had no face to see people at this moment, and buried his head to bury himself.
You think about it later. When I was forced to drag on the back of the rockery in the yard, I couldn’t see you mention the right thing.
Hate bites on his shoulders, making enough temper, and madly calling the letter from the fifth dynasty to the letter. "You should have gotten the news early?" She was able to get a letter, and Zong Zhenglin’s secret guard was not white.
"Ran. But when the temple is in the army, the news of Shengjing will be sent separately with Jiaojiao. If it is in a hurry, Jiaojiao can decide." Holding her sitting on the bed, Zong Zhenglin did not feel the meaning of the words. Especially bad.
Mu Xiyao suddenly looked up, a pair of scorpions got old, half a sly, so staring at him.
Zong Zhenglin is this concealing her, another layer of identity different from any woman in the house? "Self-definite", the four-character weight, will be light. Being able to get to know the political affairs in front of him, this thing... Mu Xiyao slowly squinted, not moving.
"Do you believe that the temple promised?" I thought she suspected that he was careful, Zong Zhenglin had no hesitation. "When the temple is spoken, it will not be able to be arrogant." For the woman next to her, she should have been happy to see him. When she got to her, she was half-death.
Mu Xiyao dismissed his mouth, his small head shook his head like a rattle, and with Zong Zhenglin's cold eyes, he was not afraid of death and refused. "Ding is not rare."
Also, regardless of the look of the Sixth Highness, it became ugly, and he only said that he was happy.
"When you are a woman, you are easy to enjoy, and enjoy yourself. When you are in a hurry, your Highness, you don't have a gentleman and a curse? You will be able to raise your son for you, and you will only be willing to play with your own preferences. Anyway, you also Say that you are so promising, you should not grow up. It is not good..." Mu Xiyao was very embarrassed to steal a look at him, like a determination, a shameless rogue proposal, "You should raise a Is it not okay for your daughter to worry about it?"
Born in this era, women, still understand how to measure. There is no red flower for everyone, and people have to keep a good way for themselves. In the former dynasty, the most taboo is to involve the political affairs. An ambitious woman in history, not living too tired, is not dying. She lived a beautiful life and was beautiful, stupid before she went to find it. Can hold the boss thigh to enjoy it, the son of silver is not lacking, this day, rather than die.
Zong Zhenglin was jumped by her eyes and was beaten by this lazy thing. In order to live a comfortable life, the power should not be mentioned for the time being. Even the daughters can swear by the mouth. Can this confusing thing be more irritating?
"Why do you want to use your daughter in this temple?" Zong Zhenglin is a maverick, and he never thought that he would never go with him.
The most anger is his hate, but there are other reasons. When I licked her chin, the man was dull and asked very seriously.
"Yu Muzhi, Jiao Jiao 13 years old has already made a plan for it. With Mu Xicheng, it is also trying every means to pick her off the mess of Liangfu. It is the weakest Mu Xiting, but also did not see Jiaojiao alienation. She went. What is more filial piety to the two old people in Mufu. Jiaojiao, now the temple wants you to play a little bit of effectiveness, why is it so unwilling?" Recalling the warmth of the person's eyes, Zong Zhenglin only felt abnormal.
The news sent to Shengjing was true to her. The latter sentence was after he met Mu Jin, and he made a temporary temptation. I never thought that this woman was really angry.
"His Royal Highness?" Mu Xiyao eccentrically stared at him for a long while, and the shock in his eyes was more intense. How to listen to his words, and what she thinks is totally two ways?
"This temple is in the heart of Jiao Jiao's heart?" She had a picture, Zong Zhenglin also had no way to wipe the face and caught the woman's blunt question.
When the house was quiet and half-hearted, Zong Zhenglin was about to get angry. He listened to a chuckle and saw Mu Xiyao twitching his shoulders. He was happy to hold his stomach and laughed cheerfully on him.
Your Highness, you said that you are awkward and uncomfortable. It’s not enough to force this brain to make it worse.
"It’s funny, huh?" Zong Zhenglin’s brow moved, and his face was unpredictable.
Little things don't fear him. At this point, he is called to love and hate. Seeing that Mu Xiyao smiled more and more, the eyes were faintly revealing, and Zong Zhenglin gave her a deep look. After that, she immediately turned over and pressed her under her body. After a few moments, she locked her wrists on the top of her head.

It’s just a joy, it’s all beautiful.

Just as Mu Xiyao thought that he had to come again, he was horrified and stunned his eyes, but he was suddenly scratched by his waist and soft meat, and then it was out of control, and Zong Zhenglin couldn’t get up. It is.
"Speak, talk well." Three times and four, this is finished, almost did not bite his tongue.
The woman who is still self-satisfied and smiling is now a noodle, and the delicate drops of softness are under his body for mercy, and the little pity looks like Zong Zhenglin slowly stops. Looking down into her eyes, the water was dripping, and the eyes were clear and clear, which made him love the pole.
"Jiaojiao, but why?" Can not help but kiss her eyes, the man's lips are slightly cool, the tone is faint and helpless.
The neck was clasped by her soft hands, and the little woman was bright and smiling.
"His Highness, you are stupid, and you know a truth." Leveraged to lift his body, and sure enough, the man on the top of his head immediately lifted her vest, freeing herself from her own strength.
The smile filled the air and held his neck tightly. Mu Xiyao’s relatives Zong Zhenglin’s chin. The small face is delicate and bright, like March Spring, and the warmth is reflected in my heart.
"Only in the face of a person who is more trustworthy than himself, is it worthwhile to pay for it, not to ask."
Very close, Zong Zhenglin's eyes are bright, and the only thing that comes to my attention is that she is ashamed to close her face.
The lip was gently attached to him. The man’s voice is dull and low.
"What can be a painful thing."