Chapter 86: The Fairy in the Painting (Asking for Rewards and Subscriptions)

Zhu Youzhu coughed twice, and He Wending's heart tightened outside the door. Pen~Fun~Pavilion www.biquge.info What time has it been, and it has been a long time since the good news came outside, but the lights inside have not been extinguished.

I had to persuade in a low voice: "Your Majesty, you will go to court tomorrow morning, and the emperor should rest and rest."

There was a moment of silence before he spoke, "Go and pour me another cup of hot tea."

He Wending should do it, and as soon as he turned around with the hot tea, he saw a fiery figure, running up in three steps and two steps on His Majesty.

As if he had seen a savior, he stepped forward and said, "Why are you still back?!"

Li Mu'er gasped, glanced at the tea bowl in He Wending's hand, and asked with a smile: "The emperor hasn't slept yet?"

"Yes," He Wending simply handed her the tea, "Who told you to play missing, to the emperor in a hurry, I didn't close my eyes all night!" ”

Li Mu'er obediently took the tea bowl with one hand, raised the lantern with the other hand, and said, "Find a fire and light it for me."

Zhu Youzhu was still polishing the painting he had just finished in front of the desk, and when he heard the sound of the door opening, he didn't look up, and asked, "What time is it?"

"Your Majesty, it's been the third watch. If you don't sleep again, it's going to be dawn. ”

Zhu Youzhu raised his head suddenly.

The man was standing in front of him, tilting his head and smiling at him.

The lantern reflected her so faintly, but it was a pearl and a beautiful eye.

The corners of Zhu Youji's mouth unconsciously raised high, got up and bypassed the bookcase, and hugged her into his arms.

Li Mu'er was suddenly hugged, but her hands were not empty to respond to him, and she couldn't help but chuckle: "Your Majesty, take a hand, do you want to drink tea first or do you want to see the gift I want to give you?"

"Gifts?" Zhu Youzhu let go of her and looked at the lantern in her hand, "This is for me?" ”

"Of course, isn't it pretty?" Li Mu'er said and shook it again, "I originally wanted to give you that lotus lantern, but this one is better, right?" ”

Zhu Youzhu smiled and snatched it from her hand, and said with satisfaction: "Yes, I like this lamp." It's something you won with great difficulty, and it's naturally better. ”

Seeing that he was happy, Li Mu'er was very satisfied, and said with a mischievous smile: "How can it be difficult? You see, I won it easily. ”

After speaking, he danced a dance step that seemed to be drunk but not drunk, but his expression was no longer amorous, and he only squinted at him mischievously and slyly.

Zhu Youzhu couldn't help but hug her again, and laughed sullenly: "What is this dance called?"

Li Mu'er patted him on the back with one hand and replied, "Drunk dance." Wine is not intoxicating, people are drunk. Dance is not charming, people are fascinated by themselves. What my mother taught me is not more beautiful than lanterns? ”

"Well, it's good." Zhu Youzhu rubbed her face, "However, you can't jump in front of the public in the future." ”

Li Mu'er frowned, and wanted to ask why, but he had already answered her: "Because, I will be jealous."

He seemed to be a little different today, Li Mu'er bent his eyes and replied without hesitation: "Okay!"

Zhu Youzhu didn't let go for a long time, so Li Mu'er didn't say anything and let him hold him. It wasn't until he put his chin on the back of her neck that she groaned in pain.

Zhu Youzhu was so shocked that he pushed her away and asked, "They said that you were knocked unconscious and abandoned on the corner of the alley, did you see anyone?"

Li Mu'er didn't want to disturb the warm atmosphere at the moment, shook her head and said, "I didn't see it." I'm fine anyway, you see, I'm fine! ”

As he spoke, he opened his arms, only to find that he was still holding tea in one hand. She couldn't help but laugh and pushed him away and walked towards the bookcase, trying to put the bowl down.

There was also a wine jug on the table, which looked very exquisite, Li Mu'er became addicted to alcohol, and he didn't care about proportion, so he picked it up and drank the last few sips.

"Huh?" As soon as she finished drinking and lowered her head, her eyes were attracted by the painting, but the light was not bright, and she looked upside down, not seeing it really. So he asked him, "Who are you painting?" I went around and looked around.

At this sight, her eyes were almost red.

It's her, he's painting her.

She was actually sketched on the paper by her sweetheart.

The black and white colors are monotonous, but they blur out her heart full of colorful joy.

Her fingers trembled and stroked the inscription in the painting, and the undried ink was imprinted on her fingertips, which turned out to be his name.

The curvature of the corners of her mouth couldn't be more curved, and Zhu Youji's answer made her smile even if her sour muscles were sour, and she couldn't help but be happy.

He said, "Mu'er, I'm painting Mu'er."

The two words that came out of his mouth were undoubtedly her weakness, her death hole, and she was fascinated by one blow.

Zhu Youzhu also came to the case, held up the lantern to look at the painting, and looked up at her with a smile.

Her small mouth was slightly open, and she looked at him intently, with some surprise, some emotion, some confusion, and some joy.

His face was reflected in his eyes, and the faint flame of a candle in the lantern. Zhu Youzhu knew that this was the case in his own eyes, only her.

She was the only one.

The two kissed for the first time, and their lips touched lightly across the book.

Li Mu'er closed her eyes peacefully. His lips and tongue were soft, faint with a thin smell of wine, and he kissed her tossing and turning, every time he was full of warmth, and every time he was extremely tactful.

She knew that this time, he would treat her gently.

Zhu Youzhu recalled that since the last bastard bullied her, he had never had sweet contact with her. Even coaxed her to forgive on the day of the New Year's Day, obviously he had opened his arms, but she just retrieved the dragon sword in his hand, sheathed it and returned to the house, leaving him embarrassed in the courtyard.

hugged her several times today, and the nerve in my heart had already been stirred, not to mention this long-suppressed kiss.

It's so sweet and mellow.

The empty hand slowly touched the back of her head, trying to pull her in as much as possible, and his body couldn't help but get closer to her, but accidentally bumped into the edge of the desk.

"Uh-huh......" The two of them groaned in pain at the same time, but they were swallowed by the other party.

Li Mu'er opened her eyes in pain in her neck, but saw that the corners of Zhu Youzhi's lips were slightly hooked, and she put the lantern on the case, and she had never left her lips, holding her face with both hands, and the person had bypassed the bookcase to her side.

She was pulled to the side, and then turned her back to the bookcase.

The lips and tongue are still tightly attached.

Li Mu'er snickered, being controlled and pulled by him like this, it really seemed that she was weak.

She reached out and hooked his neck, standing on tiptoe to try to respond to his kiss deeply.

It's a strange feeling, she retreats, and he advances. She entered, but he retreated.

How did Li Mu'er know, the two of them were sandwiched between the bookcase and the chair at the moment, as soon as she took the initiative, the two bodies were closer and closer, Zhu Youzhu felt the breath lingering around her under the tip of her nose, and occasionally the coolness of her finger touch came from her neck, and the friction of the clothes disturbed his reason again, and his body was slightly hot.

At this moment of hesitation, he found that Li Mu'er kissed sullenly and wanted to withdraw his tongue. Where was he willing to let her go, and rolled back fiercely, holding her waist more firmly.

Li Mu'er almost couldn't breathe, and moved her hand to his chest and tugged at his clothes tightly. As if encouraged, his burning hand moved upwards to her chin, swept it lightly, and then unbuttoned her neckline. (To be continued.) )