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Xuan Ge's originally outstretched hand suddenly paused, and the roots of his ears were slightly pink. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info's body froze for a moment, his eyes looked deeply at the delicate body tossing and turning on the bed, and his breath stagnated.

"Husband, ......" Ran Ziwan muttered again, his voice was soft to the bone, and his tightly closed eyebrows were beautiful and intoxicating.

Xuan Ge frowned, put away the strange tremors in his heart, moved his big hand to Ran Ziwan's waist, and gently supported it, and pulled Ran Ziwan into his arms.

Xuan Ge's big hand was a little cold, and Ran Ziwan twisted his body uncomfortably. The dream is full of beautiful scenery, and the eyebrows are full of joy, and at this time I still can't bear to call: "Husband, your waist...... My back hurts!"

“…… cough cough ......" Xuan Ge looked at Ran Ziwan, who was sleeping happily in his arms. Then he looked at his hand on Ran Ziwan's waist, and slightly lifted his inner breath to drive away the coldness between his palms. Instead, listening to Ran Ziwan's charming and charming dreams, his big hands tightened, his breathing was a little messy, and his voice suddenly cooled down: "Husband?"

“…… Black...... Xuan Xiao Wangye, that ...... Is Miss dreaming? Miss...... Wake up!" Seeing Xuan Ge's expression gradually cooling down, Zimian shouted in his heart. Seeing Ran Zi's 'Master Fujun' talking confused words over and over again, Zimian's heart was beating so hard that she didn't know what to do, so she pinched her throat in the distance and was anxious: "Miss! Miss...... You wake up, you can't sleep!"

Xuan Ge sighed and walked out of the screen with Ran Ziwan in his arms. sat on the chaise longue next to the table of the Eight Immortals outside the screen: "...... Husband...... My lord?"

Since he sat down, Xuan Ge has not said a word. The inner sanctum was already very quiet, and at this moment...... It's even quieter and a little scary. Zimian looked at Xuan Ge with a cold expression, and his eyebrows were slightly furrowed. The expression was reflected in Zimian's eyes, and it became that Xuan Ge was thinking about the four words that Ran Zi was called 'Master Fujun' in his dream, which adulterer he was!

"This appellation...... It's not bad!" Xuan Ge's words made Zimian on the side shiver, with her intuition, Miss was afraid that she would not have a good life in the future.

Zimian stared at Xuan Ge from afar, for fear that Xuan Ge would be unhappy, so he threw Ran Ziwan in his arms directly on the ground: "Little ...... Little Wangye, you ...... Don't let go!"

After a long time, Xuan Ge was still quietly holding Ran Ziwan in his arms. Xuan Ge, who had not guessed before, would throw his master to the ground, let alone see Xuan Ge coldly brushing his sleeves away. Xuan Ge first asked Zimian to take a set of Ran Ziwan's plain dress, and then asked Zimian to step aside. Then he closed the door of the inner hall, and then returned to the soft couch, holding Ran Ziwan's weak waist with one hand, and slowly giving Ran Ziwan's faded robe with the other hand.

After that, he gently wiped Ran Ziwan's face and erected green silk...... Until it was cleaned up, under a series of tosses, Zimian stood aside stiffly, staring at it tightly. Until the medicine woman pushed open the door of the inner hall, the purple bird held all kinds of food in her hands. The former boss said something with a smile, and when he saw the scene in front of him, he was stunned on the spot.

At this time, the door of the inner hall was subconsciously opened by the medicine woman, and Xuan Ge's hand did not even pause, still gently pulling the belt, and slowly changed into a plain dress.

"Good...... Fragrant!" Ran Zi slept in the dark at night, and he was hungry at this time. He raised his hands leisurely and stretched out far away, accompanied by a comfortable groan: "Zimian...... Purple cotton!"

"Hey...... Hey, Miss, the slave is here!" Zimian was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly responded.

"Quick...... Help me!" Ran Ziwan yawned non-stop, and before his eyes opened, he gave an awkward order: "What are you rubbing? Hurry up and ......"

"Hey...... Slave and maid are coming here!" Zimian took a tentative step forward, but was forced back by Xuan Ge's cold eyes.

“…… Huh, grinding ......" Ran Ziwan opened his eyes uncomfortably, and the dissatisfaction in his heart turned invisible the moment he saw Xuan Ge: "You...... Why are you here?"

Xuan Ge straightened up and raised his eyebrows at Ran Ziwan.

"You!how!!will!here?" Ran Ziwan closed his eyes at first, then hesitated with big eyes, and then turned arrogantly at the handsome face reflected in front of him, and said silently: "What do you dream about......? I didn't burn incense today!"

"Mama...... Put down your things, you all go out!" Xuan Ge's voice was cold, and he looked at Ran Ziwan, who was motionless in his arms and closed his eyes tightly: "...... Aunt Xi, you can call back to the Empress Dowager, and say that after breakfast, Princess Yide ...... It'll pass!"

"Wow!" Yao Woman, who was in charge of the past, Zimian and Zique all retreated when they heard the sound. No one asked a word, Ran Ziwan secretly slandered herself in her heart, she deeply suspected that the people around her were bought by Xuan Ge's handsome face.

"Purple cotton...... You, you stay...... Help the county lord change his clothes!" Ran Ziwan was dissatisfied with Yao Po and Zimian and a few people obeying Xuan Ge's words.

"You...... 's dresses have been changed!" The purple cotton neck was full of coolness.

"It's over, the county lord hasn't washed yet!" Ran Ziwan continued.

"Miss...... You also wash ...... It's over!" Zimian felt that it was not good, and quickly accelerated the pace of withdrawing.

"When have you washed it and changed your clothes?" Ran Ziwan was annoyed by Zimian's elm head, didn't he mean that she was not allowed to go out: "You...... Stay, don't go out!"

Zimian ran out with a smoke, and Ran Ziwan's fingers carefully hooked the belt under him. slander in my heart, is it Xuan Ge again......

"You want me to ...... Hey you?" Xuan Ge's voice was warm and hoarse: "Everyone is gone!"

"......" Ran Ziwan had to open his eyes, looked at Xuan Ge and took a deep breath: "That...... I haven't tied my hair yet!"

"This young master has helped you tie it up!" Xuan Ge picked up the silver chopsticks, picked up a piece of lotus root and put it in his mouth: "It tastes good!"

Ran Ziwan suddenly recalled the cold feeling coming from his waist when he was sleeping lightly. In addition to the change of the dress, I even tied up the good hair. Ran Ziwan suddenly understood where he was now: "Xuan Ge...... How can it be? It's over...... Reputation is not guaranteed!"

"Well, the reputation is not guaranteed!" Xuan Ge nodded in agreement, took another piece of lotus root and put it in his mouth, and chewed it slowly.

"You ......" Ran Ziwan hurriedly broke free from Xuan Ge's embrace, and a spirit jumped far away: "Evil Shao......! How the ghost does not go away!" (To be continued.) )