Chapter 620: Do You Want to Be a Poison King?

The temptation, one is the quiet and pleasant sandalwood, the combination of the two, there is an extremely contradictory taboo temptation, so ambiguous in front of the dignified portrait of Lao Tzu, I don't know if this old man minds

"This palace wants to punish you!" Qinghou's eyes flowed: "You killed the Dharma Protector Heavenly Master, this palace ...... I have to be punished!"

Han Mo stared at Qinghou's eyes glowing with spring light, and asked softly, "I don't know the queen...... How are you going to punish the foreign ministers?"

Qinghou's eyes glanced at the stove that was burning vigorously in the corner of the house, and then looked at the wooden barrel next to the stove, biting her fragrant lip, and water was dripping from her eyes, "This palace wants you...... Waiting for the main palace to bathe ......!"

Han Mo didn't understand for a while, and said in confusion: "What?"

Qinghou stretched out a jade finger, tapped it lightly on Han Mo's forehead, and said hatefully: "You really don't understand......?" I want you to wash my feet......!"

Han Mo was stunned, he really couldn't imagine that Qinghou would make such a request.

Washing feet?

Punish?

This woman is also thoughtful enough.

But a dignified seven-foot man, washing a woman's feet, even if this woman is the queen, Han Mo can't accept it, and Zhengse said: "Queen, this will be the deputy envoy of the dignified Yan Kingdom...... Your request is really ......!" Before he finished speaking, a jade finger of Qinghou reached over, pressed it on Han Mo's lips, and said in a flattering voice: "People don't allow you to refuse, they just want you to bathe me ............!" I'll take a ...... bath for you later!"

Feeling the two plump balls of Qinghou squeezing on his chest, although Han Mo would not be in a state of mind, he also felt extremely comfortable, and every pore of his body was extremely comfortable at this moment.

Outside the house, another thunderclap roared.

The water in the kettle was already boiling very hot, Han Mo approached the wooden barrel, only to see that although the outside of the wooden barrel was black ancient wood, but the inner layer was embedded with a layer of gray stone, I don't know what kind of stone it was, in the wooden barrel, there was a layer of petals spread inside, and the boiling water was poured into the wooden barrel, and the petals were immediately soaked in boiling water and bloomed, and the fragrance of flowers also filled the house in an instant.

Just when Han Mo poured boiling water into the wooden bucket, Qinghou had already closed the doors and windows and sat down on a chair, although he was wearing a Taoist robe, his sitting posture was extremely elegant, and he was still the style of the queen, looking at Han Mo with charming eyes, like a she-wolf in heat, looking at her prey.

Han Mo poured a small half bucket of water into the wooden bucket, turned around, and saw Qinghou's spring-like eyes, and sighed in his heart: "Throughout the ages, women stealing men, are they all like this?"

It's just that he knows that the queen who spends her heart and dresses up as a Taoist aunt to steal men in the Taoist temple may only be the one in front of her.

In fact, he is still a little puzzled, this queen has worked hard, seduced herself several times, and even wants to create such an opportunity to cheat with herself, is it really just a fancy for herself?

Is there any other purpose?

He naturally didn't know that Qinghou wanted to have an affair with him, at first it was just to take his essence and blood to make a foundation for the elixir of immortality, but after that night, Qinghou still had a trace of love and appreciation for this young talent who could make two wonderful poems in an instant.

That night things didn't work out, the queen was naturally unwilling, this woman, that is a woman who will not give up until she reaches her goal, the Yan Kingdom mission is about to return, before this, she must fulfill her wish and steal Han Mo, the young envoy of Yan Kingdom.

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Volume VII The Ronsan Society

Chapter 681: Living Color

[Update Time] 2011-08-01 10:06:13 [Word Count] 5095

The lights in the room flickered, and in this quiet room, Qinghou was dressed in a Taoist robe, and there was really some meaning of the ancient green lantern, but the heart and body of this Taoist aunt were already full of spring, and this spring mood also permeated the entire room.

For many people, washing the feet of the queen of Qingguo is really a big beauty difference, I am afraid that there are countless men in the world who line up to do this, but it is rare to really meet the pair of jade feet of Qinghou.

For other men, it is estimated that they are flattered and can't ask for it.

It's just that Han Mo is quite reluctant in his heart, it's not that Han Mo has any other thoughts in his heart, it's just a dignified envoy of the Yan Kingdom, but he wants to wash the feet of the queen of a foreign country, which is very weird to say, and a seven-foot man, bathing the feet of a woman, Han Mo is still quite dissatisfied in his heart, but thinking that this woman will have to wash her feet later, his heart is a little more balanced, and he is even more determined, when the queen washes her feet later, she has to put a good man's shelf.

There are only herself and the queen here, and this woman is determined to seduce herself, if she does a little too much, it must not have much to do with it.

The wooden barrel was placed in front of Qinghou, and Qinghou's watery eyes just looked at Han Mo, biting her red lips, delicate, and did not speak, but lifted the hem of her robe slightly.

Han Mo took a closer look, only to find that Qinghou was not without clothes inside, but if she said that she was wearing clothes, it was also a little inaccurate.

The robe was lifted, revealing two white dazzling jade legs, crystal plump, not thick or thin, extremely well-proportioned, the leg arc is extremely beautiful, although it is quite fleshy, but it is not thick at all, but it is strong and slender, only these two legs, it is already exciting.

Only by looking closely, can you see that outside the round jade legs, there is actually a pair of white gauze pants as thin as cicada wings, this kind of white gauze is attached to the jade legs, if you don't look closely, you can't see its existence at all.

But Han Mo, who was born in the aristocracy, knows very well that this kind of white yarn is extremely expensive, one or two of this kind of white yarn, that is the price of a few catties of gold, not to mention that in the Central Plains, it is in Qingguo, which is rich in silk, this kind of white yarn is also extremely rare, only nearly 100 horses of grain a year, and the output of this white yarn is classified as official, and more than half of the finished products produced must be sent to the palace.

Cloud yarn!

Han Mo still remembered the name of this white yarn, it is said that wearing this white yarn is extremely cool, and it is as light as a cloud, how many dignitaries want to ask for it but can't ask for it.

Looking at the thin silk, Qinghou's pair of jade legs were already beautiful, but at this time, they were wrapped in cloud yarn, showing a dreamlike beauty, adding endless style.

The gray robe shows the snow-white of the cloud veil and beautiful legs.

Han Mo pretended to be calm, just looking at the beautiful legs, he really wanted to reach out and touch them.

Although Han Mo pretended to be calm, but how shrewd Qinghou was she already knew the charm, in order to be favored in front of Emperor Qing, she had painstakingly learned the art of bed, and she really knew everything about things between men and women, and those charming eyes looked at Han Mo's eyes, and she had already caught a trace of excitement hidden in Han Mo's clear eyes, and her lips suddenly showed a charming smile, she gently raised her left leg, her movements were elegant, and her hand gently rolled up the cloud gauze trouser leg, while rolling up the trouser leg, while biting her fragrant lip, the charming eyes stared at Han Mo's eyes in spring, full of charm, seductive, Han Mo is also a cheeky person, but at this time, he was stared at by the queen of Qing, and he felt a fever on his face, his heart beat wildly, and he secretly sighed: "To be able to make Emperor Qing obey his words, this woman is really a peerless stunner......!"

Qinghou rolled the cloud yarn trouser leg to the knee, and raised another round and white leg, which also faded the cloud yarn to the knee, and exposed most of the two white jade legs for a while.

Under the light, the two jade legs are crystal clear, white and tender, and people can't wait to take a bite on them.

……

"Empress, do you need to add some cold water to it?" Han Mo asked softly when he saw the water in the wooden barrel steaming.

Qinghou's eyes flowed, and she said coquettishly, "Can you see the stones inside?"

Han Mo nodded slightly.

"No matter how hot the water is, when it touches these stones, it will cool down in an instant. Qinghou chuckled and said, "Don't look at the steaming, this water is no longer hot." With that, she pinched the hem of her robe with both hands to prevent it from slipping, but her legs were already in the barrel.

Han Mo only realized at this time that the effect of this momentum might be the same as that of Siluo Stone, which had a cooling effect.

Bai Shengsheng's legs were put into the barrel, and Qinghou suddenly leaned back on the chair, and let out a comfortable moan in his nose, the moan of ecstasy, and the spring was strong.

"Good man, wash the ...... for others!" Qinghou leaned back in his chair and stared at Han Mo's eyes, with a hint of begging.

Han Mo stood beside him, hesitated, and now there is nothing to shy away from, he finally squatted down, and glanced at Qinghou again, only to see that she was biting her red lip and looking at herself, her face was full of expectation, Han Mo had no choice but to roll up his sleeves, stretched out his hand, reached into the water, and gently touched one of Qinghou's little feet.

Women's feet, most of them will have some flaws more or less, some are bigger, some are smaller, some are thin, some are fat, some are uneven in length of five toes, and some are deep or shallow in arc, but Qinghou's small feet are well-proportioned and delicate to the extreme, without a trace of flaws, no matter the shape of fat and thin, they are just right, and they are really the best of the best.

Han Mo held it in his hand, only feeling that what he was holding was a work of art, and his hand was warm.

His hand touched Qinghou's little feet, and the little feet suddenly giggled, full of amorous feelings, seeing Qinghou like this, Han Mo thought that his dignified man was going to wash her feet, she laughed like this, and suddenly felt annoyed, grabbed Qinghou's little feet hard, and scratched her hard in the center of her feet.

"Ouch......!" Keigo screamed softly, "Bad thing, what are you doing...... Are you deliberately bullying people?"

Han Mo smiled and said, "Queen, Han Mo's strength has always been great, and his strength is uneven, don't blame ......!"

"Seeing that you are very gentle, I thought you were a man who cherished the fragrance and cherished the jade...... I didn't think about it, but I didn't ...... it lightly or seriously!" Qinghou looked at Han Mo hatefully, "You lighter, don't hurt other people's ......!"

Han Mo gently kneaded his delicate little feet, and his strength was even, since this girl wanted to play cheating, General Han naturally sacrificed his life to accompany the gentleman.

Although Qinghou is amazing, but General Han is a human being, and he had a good relationship with Mr. Cang in his previous life, and he has a lot of experience, and he has been watching the classic Spring Palace picture album since he was five years old in this life, and he has also practiced seriously in his previous life and this life, so his ability may not be worse than Qinghou, he scratched on Qinghou's calf and stomach with one hand, and the other hand was very gently kneading the soft tissues of Qinghou's little feet, only for a moment, Qinghou's fair face was already flushed, and the seductive nasal voice began to rapidize.

"It's so fucking sensitive. Seeing the slight means, Qinghou had a great reaction, and General Han suddenly felt contempt in his heart.

Qinghou seemed to feel that he was showing weakness, opened his eyes, and saw Han Mo looking at him with a smile, and suddenly showed a shyness, glanced at Han Mo, gritted his silver teeth, and seemed to be a little annoyed.

"The little feet of the queen...... It's really petite and exquisite. Han Mo laughed softly: "People say women with small feet...... But the heart is big, and I don't know if it's true or not......!"

When Qinghou heard this, her willow eyebrows raised, "You said that this palace has a big heart...... What does that mean?"

Han Mo smiled indifferently and said, "That is...... Appetite!"

"You make it clear, don't be ambiguous. Although Qinghou's face was still charming, there was a trace of imperceptible fierceness hidden in the depths of those eyes, "How big is the appetite of this palace?"

The small change in Qinghou's tone, Han Mo could naturally hear it, he was calm, smiled, glanced at Qinghou, still gently kneaded Qinghou's little feet, and said slowly: "The foreign minister said it, the queen is not to blame!"

"You say!"

Han Mo leaned forward slightly, and said: "Queen, it's not that the minister is talking nonsense, the minister just read a book, and the book said that the little feet like the queen are round and exquisite, and her appetite in that regard is a little big." ”

Qinghou frowned slightly, but soon understood, biting her red lips, her beautiful eyes overflowed again, and she said hatefully: "It turns out that General Han likes to read those immodest books ......!"

"Erotic sex!" General Han said, raised his hand, and pointed to the portrait of Lao Tzu hanging on the wall, "I'm afraid this old gentleman can't avoid this mundane thing in the world!"

Han Mo deliberately wanted to say this.

If he is pure and gentle, he has a feeling of being molested by this woman, and he was pushed back by Yan Xueji at the beginning, this time in the face of a queen, Han Mo resolutely does not allow himself to be passively molested by a woman, and men should take the initiative ---, full of a heart of conquest, and conquer the most noble and powerful woman in Qingguo.

Hearing Han Mo pointing at Lao Tzu and talking, Qinghou immediately said solemnly: "Don't talk nonsense......!" Then he covered his lips and smiled "poof", charming and charming.

After laughing, Qinghou actually took out a small foot from the bucket, like a jade shell, smooth and crystalline, the light was dim, but the faint light shone on the jade leg, but it was still white and dazzling.

Qinghou's legs are not only round and elastic, but also very powerful, raised up, with a beautiful arc, and then straightened out, gently tapping Han Mo's chest, the legs moved up and down, and he actually gently stroked Han Mo's chest with his feet, his beautiful eyes were dripping, and his voice was greasy: "Do you have a big appetite...... You haven't tried it either, how do you know?"

She lifted her legs, and suddenly the gap between her legs was revealed, General Han's eyes were sharp, and he looked at that place quietly, thrilling, only to see that there were really no other clothes inside, and it was still covered by cloud veil, but at a glance, the light was dim after all, and he didn't see anything good.

Han Mo coughed, pretended to be calm and stared at Qinghou's face, and smiled lightly, "Does the queen want Han Mo to know?"

"It's not that easy. Qinghou smiled, withdrew his feet, took both feet out of the bucket, and stood up from the chair barefoot, and said with a smile: "My General Han, you serve the palace very dedicatedly, and the palace is now also courteous and reciprocal to bathe your feet...