Chapter 265: tamper

It’s easy to toss, and Mu Xiyao’s first thing to return to the mansion is to change clothes and sleep. Straight to sleep until the afternoon, was repeatedly called by Molan, only reluctant to yawn, used grass and food.
"Master, this is the first day. In the next ten days, you have to get up so early, and then go down to the palace to pray. When you come back today, it is already over half of the time. You see the literacy of the young master in the morning. Is it necessary to move to the afternoon? There is also a feeding for the young master, and it needs to be prepared soon."
Zhao Wei is guilty. The master did not sleep so hard, but the little masters made trouble, and these slaves could not have the ability to comfort themselves.
In the morning, Chengqing’s little master came over and did not see the master. He asked where he was. When I learned that the two masters were not in the government, they immediately took a small face and were reluctant. They barely let Molan tell the story, and then they were not willing to block the gas and returned to the house. Until now I saw the master face, and then the milk sounded a smile.
Sincerely, the little master has not been in the 100th day, and has not eaten the master's milk. Wow, he has been crying for a long time, and he is so hungry that he is sobbing in the milkmaid and snoring while eating milk, so that he can see Zhao Hao’s good life. Heartache.
Mu Xiyao beheaded, and after a little bit of pondering, he will re-distribute everything in an orderly manner.
Reaching out his hand and holding a sincere celebration, kissed him fat and dumb face, so that he said, let him tell the story of half an hour before going to bed, let Xiaodou Ding's mouth scream, hehe laughed out.
Secretly sweating, Mu Xiyao patted her son's small ass, holding Chengqing Yucheng's milk doll.
Your Highness, your son is really not good at serving. From now on, when you are resetting, you will have to wait a little longer.
Zong Zhenglin’s return to the government is already awkward. After spending the meal in the palace and talking with Shu Shu for a while, I didn't plan to go back to the emperor's house and go straight to the east house. In the morning, Mu Xiyao was so small when he left the palace. He saw that the six halls of the temple were hanging in the heart, and he couldn’t help but walk away for a few times.
Into the main house, did not see Mu Xiyao figure, Zong Zhenglin did not stop for a moment, turned and went to Chengqing House to find people.
"Sun Monkey hits a stick, and the goblin squats on the ground, but it is a fox that has been practicing for a thousand years. The little fox shivered and shivered, and even gimmicked, begging for Rao. Tang Hao, I thought about licking him to eat meat together, so that I couldn’t live forever. I didn’t expect to meet a monkey who had the ability to go to heaven, and two strong younger brothers. Instead, I was beaten by several people and finally tied a solid. I plan to go home to wash and wash, and steam to eat!" Mu Xiyao patted the quilt, a little buns forehead, "Well, this is the end of this paragraph, Minger stunned, and the mother said the story behind."
Chengqing's little buns have a pair of scorpions, and the little fists are on the edge of the quilt. They are not satisfied with the story of his mother. "Mother, I said this time last time, it is obviously a spider essence, and brought it back to eat braised."
Mu Xiyao stunned her son and gave her son a look. "The little guy knows what. The mother gives the food for the celebration every day, but there is no heavy sample. Could it be that Cheng Qing wants to eat the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, what the crispy dumplings are, don't you?"
The woman herself was embarrassed, and her words were burning, and her little bun frowned. After a while, she pulled the quilt and closed her eyes. "Mother still gave a lot of cakes, and the monkeys caught the goblin every time, and changed the same." The tone brought a compromise.
Sincerely, since childhood, I always feel confused and can't understand. It is a pity that her mother said that this thing is a reason to eat cakes with him. I don’t want to eat a goblin every day if I want to come to the monkey.
Mu Xiyao saw the bun brows wrinkled together, and the grievances were very strong. Then he carefully looked at his face. For a time, holding her son and laughing, it was too happy to be happy.
Seeing that Guiyi had no choice but to come over and help people. "The main child feeds, you are happy to return to the music, but you can't press the little master." This is a mother, how can there be no shape!
The story of the master's mouth, she listened to the second time. It is obvious that the master will forget the bridge in the last time, and edited it with his mouth. He even pulled his face and scared the little master. This is really a slap in the face of the temple, bullying the family. If it is known to the lady, then she will not escape the teachings.
"Where can you crush it? Your house is holding a small bean bud and holding it high. How can you not go to the front to stop people?" Mu Xiyao was stubborn, but he was still careful and stared at the little buns. Looked at it, laughing more and more unwilling. "Sure enough, with his eighty-nine points."
Being bullied by the big boss, she in turn bullied his son, seeing this face all kinds of grievances, really from the inside out, a refreshing.

How about the temple?
Zong Zhenglin stepped in and stared at her quite deeply. Only then can she see her move outside. The woman swindled his son and said nothing, even with the smile on his face... Don't think about getting him.
Mu Xiyao carried a small mouth and turned and changed his face very quickly. Boss is absolutely afraid to return to the question, only delicate, sticky and sticky.
"This is a little late for my highness. I have waited for you for a long time. It’s so easy to expect you to come over." It’s really time for you to come. Every time I have a bad thought, I can be touched by you. This jade is old and doesn't work...
Gui Yan led the man back to the outside, and an old face was full of smiles. The master said this, and the next time he was not rushing, he went back to the backyard. I am afraid that you will be more awkward and awkward. Every time you are late, you will be in the emperor's house. On the second day, you will be sent to the guardian to come and go. This is spoiled, not seeing it with your own eyes, and you can’t believe it.
Seeing the little woman twisting her waist and leaning against it, holding his arm and shaking it. Yes, this is rushing to him.
Dear Mu Xi Yao is close, and the Sixth Highness is very useful.
Zong Zhenglin saw her face being soaked with blush due to the heat in the house. The powder was tender and tender. Looking up at him with his neck, the skin around his collar showed a little, and then down, the chest occasionally rubbed his arm, and it brought a burst of numbness.
Obviously, without the charm, but straightforward, he could not move his eyes.
Depressing his heart, Zong Zhenglin was looking at her, and she took her into the arms and brought people to Chengqing. Seeing that his son had slept sweetly, he couldn’t help but slap the eldest son’s hair, and the six princes were soft. After that, he took Mu Xiyao and went to Chengyouwu. As usual, one did not fall.
Oh, it hurts your son again! Big boss vs. son, his son, too good to be too eccentric.
Was licking his lips, but he was not close to Zong Zhenglin and whispered a few words. "Mo rush. This temple also loves Jiaojiao. Back to the house, the temple with the Jiaojiao pinch can be good?" Because of the closeness, Mu Xiyao neck and ears after the ear faint fragrance will straight into the Zong Zhenglin nose. Under the six halls, the scorpion snorted and scented sweetly, and the voice was awkward. "Children are milky, but delicate is a scent."
Mu Xiyao's face was red, and he squatted and leaned over his body, hanging on the chest. "In the son's house, you can converge with your Highness." Abandoning her, she didn't have a mother-in-law. Where can I go to the Sixth Highness? No face!
It was awkward to be amazed, and Zong Zhenglin raised his eyebrows with satisfaction. When I was not in a hurry, the little woman was shy; it was irritating and it was very hot. So many different styles, different styles, is in line with Zong Zhenglin's appetite.
Going back to the house, Mu Xiyao called people to scented the incense burner and burned the quilt. They carefully laid the quilt and waited for Zong Zhenglin to bathe and change clothes. They were busy and had a slight sweat on their forehead. The dragon in the house is burning warm, and in the cold days of Shengjing, where is the ordinary people and the others.
"Is it tired in the morning?" Zong Zhenglin was very open-minded, leaning against the bed and holding Mu Xiyao, gently stroking her long hair.
"His Highness, that person is too hateful! I have no trouble finding it, and I am tired." Well, although she didn't care about her, she should be reluctant to cope with those scenes.
Zong Zhenglin took a slap in the face and patted her for a long time. "The timing is not right now. When it is time to get it, it will be pleasing to the air." Ping Xiuyi, the brother of Zong Zhenghan, Chen Yankui, is now getting the eyes of Yuan Chengdi. Originally the Kansai Corps, it has now risen to the ranks of Yipin. Chen Bing entrusted that there should be no loss for the time being.
"Your Highness refers to Chen Yankui this person?" Mu Xiyao pointed his finger to poke his chest, fiddling with his clothes, chanting his name, not caring. "Shen is too much, lost the spirit. Shoucheng is OK, go out?" Mu Xiyao shook his head, "insufficient."
On the last day, Chen Yankui misunderstood the fighter plane, but he was condemned by Yuan Chengdi, and he was not seen to Zong Zhenghan. This person is bent on seeking stability, and the talent of the handsome is considered mediocre.
Zong Zhenglin caressed her hair movements, and the scorpion flashed. However, it is consistent with what he said in the slogan, no wonder she can get a fifth sigh.
"Knees can hurt?" Lifting her chin, Zong Zhenglin gently touched the lips of Mu Xiyao. "Give it to the temple."
Can attract the six halls of distress, Mu Xiyao naturally thousands of willing. The side squatted on him, his knees moved twice, and when he opened the quilt, he saw a pair of white legs resting on his waist.
"The legs are sour." This tone called Zong Zhenglin's heart soft.
"Stolen stalking and tying the leggings, so screaming, it’s really squeamish." According to her, the woman next to her is afraid of folding her legs.
Gently knead for her, Mu Xiyao squint and squint, licking his neck, pink cheeks red fluttering. The unclear little mouth, from time to time screamed twice, and heard that Zong Zhenglin slowly lost the rules.
As soon as she gave birth to her thoughts, the Sixth Highness was not a person who was willing to bear.
"Sun Monkey has a good demon scented the original shape?" Touching her little hand, her eyes are burning.
Ok? At this time, emulate her storytelling? Mu Xiyao is puzzled.
"Squatting on the floor, not only?" Sixth Hall of the Kings raised the point again, slowly rolling over her chest and abdomen with her softness, and finally touched him. "In the mouth... begging for mercy?" The line of sight slid over her sling, and Zong Zhenglin’s twilight was completely smashed.
"Today, I know that the goblin is going to do this."
For a time, the house was soft and soft, so I was not ashamed.
After the cloud rain, Mu Xiyao's cheeks were hot, and the watery beauty glared at Zong Zhenglin's blind scorpion.
She tickles and tampers with the collection, and how to say it still has the original taste. In the mouth of the six halls, he was misinterpreted as a living, a color, a living, a fragrance, and a secret between men and women!
Your Highness, let you talk about it, how can you tell the story of the monkey to play the fairy! What a real feeling is...