Chapter 73: The identity of the prime minister is much scarier than the queen

Even if her sanity was not sober, Hua Chun's eyes widened reflexively, and her two hands slammed around the emperor's neck, and her whole body stuck to it.
The water splashed everywhere, and the emperor's robe was completely wet.
"You..." Huachun was anxious to cry: "Why did you come in suddenly!"
"You called for help first." Yu Wenjie looked straight ahead, calmly and authentic.
The bulge in front of the chest was firmly pressing on the emperor's chest, neither was it loose, nor was it loose. Her face flushed and her hands stiffened.
How to do? ! How can she get out of her body now?
At the moment when she was out of the water, her mind was chaotic, and she didn't have time to notice if Yu Wenjie saw anything. Now that the whole person is not attached to the person's body again, it seems that he is destined to be discovered...
But why is the emperor so peaceful? No surprise at all!
Could she be lucky to think that he was blind, so she didn't see anything?
The heartbeat was extremely fast, as loud and loud as a thunder, even with Yu Wenjie's heartbeat fast.
The emperor stood like a telephone pole, letting her legs cross her waist, holding herself tightly with her hands, and doing nothing, just said: "The prime minister is not going to come down?"
How come down! Hua Chun cried and said with a sad face: "Your Majesty, the minister is so cold, can you get a coat for the minister?"
"Cold?" The emperor raised his eyebrows, stood still, and said slowly: "Aiqing is hot like fire, why is it cold? I am also worried that you are too hot."
"... I say cold is cold!" Huachun gritted his teeth: "Please give me clothes from the emperor!"
Yu Wenjie snorted: "You are really brave."
It's really accustomed to dare to speak to the emperor in this tone.
Huachun really cried, tears falling down, falling on the emperor's shoulder: "I want to wear clothes."
"All right."
Hearing her crying, the emperor was startled, and stretched out his hand to tear off the official uniform on the side screen, and put it on the shoulders of the person in his arms: "How important is it that you should cry?"
Huachun quickly wrapped her official clothes tightly, and when she loosened her hands, the emperor didn't hold her, and she fell straight back.
"Ah, hug me tight!"
Frightened by her loud howl, Yu Wenjie reflexively grabbed her waist.
The official uniform was also wetted by the water on her body, and her waist was pinched and held tightly, still carrying a hot temperature.
The emperor's face was red, he fixed the person, and looked up at her: "Don't want to come down yet?"
Something wrapped her body, Huachun felt much more relieved, as soon as the nervousness disappeared, the heat in her body jumped up again. With his legs crossed on the emperor, he nudged it subconsciously.
Yu Wenjie's face turned black after "brushing" the ground: "The Prime Minister of Hua."
"Huh?" Huachun looked at him dimly: "What is the emperor's order?"
With a low curse, the emperor held her, turned and walked outside the screen.
"You asked for it!"
The thigh root was pressed by a hot thing, Huachun should have felt shy, but this secret medicine in the palace has always been deprived of the human mind, so that it can break the concubine of the palace concubine and give the emperor the most beautiful enjoyment. So now, she can't describe it with boldness, and she can't reflect what happened in her mind, and she has already held the emperor shamelessly.
For a moment, the person he was holding was like an aphrodisiac, and his whole body was hot, which was nothing worse than her.
The dragon bed was very comfortable, she had tried it early in the morning, so as soon as she was next to it, she immediately let go of the emperor, wrapped in the official uniform and rubbed it to the right place.
Yu Wenjie's eyes were dark.
On the bright yellow dragon bed, the man in a large official uniform barely covered his body, his slender white legs dangling around, even if his chest was covered, it was still towering high, and his face still had hot spring water and hair. It was also slightly wet, scattered randomly on his pillow, looking very soft.
You said, if he can bear this scene, is he still a man? !
Bullying him up, Yu Wenjie opened his mouth and bit on the white neck that had appeared many times in his dreams.
"You said your name is Huachun." The hot breath was all over her ears, and the emperor said in a low voice: "I think this name is very suitable for you now."
Huachun was completely lost. She felt something rushed towards her and hugged her comfortably. She immediately released her grip on the official uniform and hugged it back enthusiastically. The lower body was raised unconsciously, and gently rubbed him.
Taking a breath, Yu Wenjie snorted, and his hand moved up from her thigh, touching the peak of her chest.
Such a full arc is not available to any concubine in the palace. How much effort did she have to squeeze like that?
What had been suspected in the morning was finally confirmed, warm, soft and tactile.
Yu Wenjie smiled, he really wasn't a broken sleeve.
This smile was so beautiful, but Huachun didn't open her eyes, she missed it abruptly.
"It's so hot..." she whispered, it wasn't enough to open her official uniform, and then she went to pull the dragon robe on the emperor.
Yu Wenjie was very patient, pressing down on the fire in her heart, just watching her waving her little hand randomly, untied his robe.
The courtier's official uniform and the emperor's dragon robe are mixed together, the color contrast is obvious, and there is an unexpected beauty. The emperor looked at it for a long time before taking back his gaze, looking at the little lamb that looked delicious and delicious under him.
This was delivered by her herself.
The emperor lowered his head slightly, and the emperor kissed her lips, and the unexpected sweetness infected his tongue, making him a little excited, moving wildly, marking every part of her as his territory.
The heat on her body was relieved, and Hua Chun enjoyed his comfort like a cat, and sighed contentedly.
Is this satisfied? The emperor raised his eyebrows in surprise.
She was satisfied, but he hadn't. The heat under her body was finally uncontrollable, and she separated her legs forcibly, wanting to invade further.
Huachun subconsciously stretched out her hand and pressed it to his chest.
When the emperor looked up, he saw the thick mist in her eyes slowly dissipating a little bit. There was still confusion in her eyes, but some doubts began to appear, as if she was about to wake up.
The effect of the medicine is so scattered?
Taking a breath of cold air, Yu Wenjie also woke up and hit the dragon bed with a fist, then grabbed her hand and came over to relieve the boundless anger for herself.
Damn, he was crazy, he was obviously planning to watch Hua Jinghua's jokes, but he didn't expect to have no precautions, and he just fell into it!
Hua Jinghua is the prime minister, whether he is a man or a woman, he is the prime minister. If he breaks people today, endless troubles will inevitably come.
The identity of the prime minister is much more terrifying than the queen.
What is he thinking?
Reaching out and pulling up the official uniform, Yu Wenjie looked at the person under him, and couldn't help but kiss the soft lips, then drew away and headed towards the hot spring.