Chapter 52: Getting along (2)

Meng Sangqi grew up in a big week and accepted the education of the orthodox noble woman. He sewed a set of clothes and made a purse. She skillfully threaded the needles, and the prototype of the purse soon appeared. Once the person concentrates, he always forgets the things around him. Moreover, she is lazy in nature, and she unknowingly leans over and leans on the man's generous shoulders. The man did not care, let her rely on, only one heart to deal with the official business on the table, a warm and harmonious atmosphere spread in the temple.
Recalling the man's shoulder injury, she jumped and immediately sat up straight.
"What happened to the mulberry? Is it uncomfortable?" Zhou Wudi put down the fold and looked at her, extending an arm and taking her head back. He likes mulberry to rely on himself and share his body temperature with himself. They are so fit, they should be born together, otherwise, he will not be attached to A Bao, and then meet the mulberry. He firmly believes that it is the fate that God arranged for him, and it cannot be disobeyed!
"Don't press your wound!" Meng Sangqi held his hands on his chest, his palms were thick and the temperature was very hot.
"The wound is here. The mulberry is also confused." The pet squeezing her nose, Zhou Wudi smirked, and the thick-sounding voice was enough to indulge the woman of the whole week.
But this does not include Meng Sangqi who is familiar with the nature of men. She poked a few times on the man's thick chest, the sallow fingertips were tempting pink, and a pair of picking phoenix eyes squinted over, like a sly, like laughing and laughing, fascinating.
"Chen Chen is also concerned about chaos ~" She lightly opened the teeth, slightly raised the tail of the sound, and the people who scratched it.
Zhou Wudi’s heart leaps wildly, and a pair of dark eyes are filled with intense emotions. Is this temptation to seduce? He thought this way, the body had already preceded the brain, holding the woman on her lap, holding her pink lips and trying her best to get the sweet juice-liquid from her mouth.
The woman snorted and snorted, leaning softly on his arms. Yubai’s arm actively circled his neck, his mouth slightly twitched, and the small tongue was wrapped around him, deepening the hot kiss. A man who has been empty for five months is very easy to be emotional, and his self-control is hard to beat. I thought of Zhou Wudi's previous coldness, and then compared the hip-hard-hard Ang-Yang, Meng Sang-yu's eye-catching eyes were full of ridiculous smiles. Such gentle treatment is only for her innocent body.
Chang Xi’s emperor, who has been smashing his gun from time to time, has long been eccentric. After sleeping for five months, I hope that nature is stronger. He waved the Buddha's dust and sent all the palace people in the temple.
After a kiss, Meng Sangyu learned the man's movements and gently licked his lips. He saw the man's voice full of pets, as if he could swear, and she spoke softly. "The emperor, the border pass back the news. Have you found a father?
The border has already started, and the army has no spare time to send someone to find a father. She can only hope for this man.
Zhou Wudi circled her waist and stiffened her arm for a moment, then buried her head in her warm neck to cover up the bitter expression on her face. Was it originally for Meng Guogong? Without purpose, no appeal, he can't expect Sang Yi to give him even more enthusiasm. This is a realistic woman! But who made her so realistic? Without his use and calculations, the real Meng Sangzhen is so straightforward and lovely, such a face will never be displayed in front of him, because she has not expected him!
Tightly biting the teeth, suppressing the heart more than a violent pumping, Zhou Wudi was so good that he looked up without any trouble, straightened the woman's ear, gentle opening, "I found them in the past few days. War horses, not long after they died, they abandoned the horse and should not go far, and soon there will be news. The swamps are frozen, and they are unlikely to encounter danger."
There is no swamp and there is a cold, he dare not say too much, afraid of increasing the burden of mulberry.
"But the temperature has plummeted these days, and there is no fire in the swamp. It will cause an explosion. If you don't find them, they may not be able to stay for a few days?" Meng Sangyu looked pale. As time went by, she could no longer deceive herself. "No news is good news. She needs to do the worst, to prop up the entire Meng family, to find a way out for her brother, to comfort the mother... There are many things she has to do! Huge pressure made her overwhelmed, but she could not let herself fall at this time.
"Do not worry about mulberry, there are still 朕! 朕 朕 朕 朕 朕 朕 朕 朕 朕 朕 朕 朕 朕 朕 朕 朕 朕 朕 朕 朕 朕 朕 朕 周 周 周 周 周 周 周 周 周 周 周 周 周 周 周 周 周 周 周 周 周 周 周 周 周 周 周 周 周 周Take a pat on her stiff back.
"If, what I said is if. If Meng Guogong has an accident, Meng Jia has your brother. He is not a stupid person. Although he is not a handsome talent, he is a rare talent. He recruited him into Jinyiwei for a few years, and he was enough to support Meng. Home. After this pass, everything will be fine, there is a sigh, you don't have to worry about anything."
The low-pitched voice of a man contains some kind of power to stabilize the human heart. The chest is wide and warm, and people want to rely on it. Meng Sangqi rubbed the smooth cloth on the man's chest with his cheeks, and for a moment he felt the love and peace of mind. But she soon woke up. Here is the palace, the man in front of him is the emperor of the three thousand. If all the hopes of life are pinned on him, heartbreak is the only end.
The misty phoenix recovered a little bit of coldness. She looked up and smiled. "Thank you, the emperor, the courtier can only rely on the emperor." She does not need the man's sincerity, but she needs the man's favor!
"Do you still have to thank me between you and me?" Zhou Wudi sighed, depicting her facial features with her slender index finger, her fingertips paused in her slightly curved lip, and her heart was faintly painful. He knows very well that this beautiful smile is nothing more than a mask of love and affection. Ms. Yang’s true smile is a thousand times and 10,000 times better than this one, and it always melts his chilly heart.
When can you treat you like A Bao? He buckled the woman's small head into her chest and kissed her hair at the moment, preventing her from seeing frustration and injury on her face.
"The emperor, it's time to take medicine." It is estimated that the two of them should be intimately warm, and Chang Xi reminded him outside the hall.
Emperor Zhou Wu did not move, and the hand that wrapped the woman's waist was slightly tightened. Meng Sangyun turned his eyes blankly and pushed his chest to soften his voice. "Chen Chen sent the emperor to drink medicine."
The man smiled, let go of her waist, whispered, "No.", then waved to let Changxi come in, took the medicine bowl and drank it.
"The emperor, the Empress Dowager commanded, let you drink the medicine for a while, and then deal with government affairs." Changxi reminded him with due diligence.
"Chen Chen help the emperor to change clothes." Meng Sang sighed invisibly, and finally he could return to the palace to loosen quickly, and the temper was really not good to deal with, and he could not help but eat tofu. In comparison, she would rather have this person treat herself as if she had done it before.
"Oh, I know." Zhou Wudi retired from Changxi and stood up and took Meng Sang to the sleeping hall. Open the bead curtain and retreat several palace ladies in the temple. He spread his arms and decided to look at the woman in front of him.
Meng Sangyu calmed down under his fiery gaze, and he untied the buckle on his chest, and took off his belt and took off his shirt.
"Don't go back, sleep with you for a while." The man put the woman tightly into his arms, and the hot breath was sprayed on the earlobe of the woman's jade, and the intense desire was beyond words.
"The emperor, the courtiers are not clean, and sleeping with the emperor will make the emperor suffocate, and the Queen Mother will be able to investigate and hold down the court." Moreover, where is the Qingqing Hall? I dare not pass." Meng Sang's voice is soft, charming, and a sloppy man, who has resigned the man's request and will not provoke the other person to be unhappy. It’s also a technical job to be a pet, but fortunately she is a skilled worker!
Zhou Wudi’s darkness was dull, and he smacked a kiss on the woman’s face, and smacked her face’s smirk and sank.
Just for a while, wait until you fall asleep and leave,
he said. Opening a woman's cloak and peeling off her coat is very versatile.
When Meng Sangqi came back, she was already picked up by a man and thrown into a soft bed. A pair of embroidered shoes had been removed by men and was pinched in her hands.
"I remember that the craftsmen who used to call Siam Country have made a pair of embroidered shoes for you. Why didn't you see you wearing them? If you have a favorite style, you still want to do it for you, huh?" Put the embroidered shoes on the bedside. On the footsteps, he changed to play the jade foot that the woman did not hold, and gently removed her stockings and kissed her delicate feet. When it was A Bao, Mulberry often toss him like this.
"Haha, don't want to be in the emperor!" The hard-feeled scum of the man's feet was itchy, and Meng Sang slammed his legs and tried to roll to the side. This man wants to ventilate so often, she can't hold it!
"Oh ~" I saw the red cheeks of the woman and the corners of the eyes that laughed a few tears. It was completely different from the real face of Fang Cai. It seemed to return to the intimate days. Zhou Wudi also smiled and slammed her into the air. On the couch, gently sucking her lips. The kiss was long and devout, and it took all the patience of the man. When he let go of the woman, she saw her slightly fascinated eyes and smiled again happily.
Although it is not too radical to deal with mulberry, it can not be too subtle.
"The emperor, go to sleep, the courtiers wait for you to fall asleep and go." There is no way to take the wind, and Meng Sangzhen pokes his thick chest and urges him.
"Okay." Zhou Wudi kissed her forehead, turned over, and pushed her into her arms to press the corner. His familiar body temperature and aroma are lingering, and his breathing is smooth.
Meng Sangxi was lying in his arms and motionless. He counted hundreds of times. He saw the man's expression faint, his breathing was long, and he apparently slept well. This quietly pulled his arm open, put on his coat, and left his hands.
Behind her, the man opened his eyes and the dark scorpion was as bright as a cold star. Where is the half-pointed state? Seeing that the woman did not return, he slowly squinted his eyes, but the expression no longer had the calm before, and a pair of thick eyebrows wrinkled even in the dream.