He Tiantian still kept in mind that he couldn't show his stuffing, twisted his waist, and said awkwardly: "The folk girl can't sit, PP hurts." ”

Su Jingyun lowered her eyes and looked at her, and her tone was flat: "Finally willing to speak?" ”

Why is she so uncompetitive! It's easy to get angry and pretend to be cold, so that this messy sleeping posture and inexplicable rotten pp are broken!

He Tiantian hung his head, pulled the belt of his trousers angrily, and stopped talking.

Su Jingyun put her on the bed, and Gonggong Fu sent Tong Sijuan and Cuihua in as usual, serving who should serve, tossing and turning, getting busy, boarding the car and setting off.

Su Jingyun's carriage is comfortable and tidy, and the faint fragrance of Suhe wafts around, which makes people feel refreshed.

He Tiantian slept well last night, and today he just had time to continue reading "The Yellow Emperor's Outer Classics", as soon as he got in the car, he lay on the ground, with a pillow under his arm, and a book on the pillow.

The embarrassing atmosphere of sleeping on Su Jingyun's body all night still remained, and she deliberately tilted her head towards the car door, not giving herself any chance to contact his sight.

After reading the newly sent official document, Su Jingyun raised his head and said, "At noon today, I will enter Beijing." ”

"Oh." He Tiantian pointed the back of his head to him and responded.

Su Jingyun curled his fingers, knocked on the medicine box on the small table, and asked, "Do you still wipe today's medicine?" According to the king, don't pretend to be injured, and ...... after entering Beijing."

Before he finished speaking, He Tiantian had already closed the "Yellow Emperor's Outer Classics" and silently took off his pants.

The round buttocks, connected to the slender waist, form a graceful arc, like a beautiful continuous hills, but more moving than the hills.

Su Jingyun didn't expect that such a scenery would suddenly break into his eyes, and when he spoke again, his voice was a little tight: "That king can be erased, don't regret it." ”

He Tiantian moved the book aside and made no sound.

Su Jingyun walked to her and sat down, picked out a little ointment, wiped it carefully, and gently kneaded it.

The crispy and numb feeling is like the waves of the sea, one after another, without any interruption, and no one is allowed to have a moment of respite.

On the skin, there are countless pieces of goose feathers, gently teasing and slowly dialing; In the body, there is a small cat's claw, scratching the heart and lungs.

He Tiantian buried his head deep in the pillow, almost suffocating, and his hands clutched the sheets tightly, as if he had exhausted all his strength.

After the extreme tightness, it was expected to throw away his armor and abandon his armor, and he Tiantian was not so ashamed that he cried today, but just lay on the pillow, biting his lower lip and gasping heavily.

Su Jingyun looked down at her for a while, returned to the small table, and continued to read the official documents.

I don't know if Su Jingyun's kneading skills have reached a new level, or her sensitive physique is getting stricter and stricter, after this rubbing, she was sore, she couldn't even read the book, she lay on the ground and was paralyzed for a whole day.

At noon, the army really entered the capital, and the welcoming procession from the outskirts of Beijing stretched into the city gate.

The conquest of the Yue Kingdom is the best proof of the national strength of the Wu Dynasty, the people of the Wu Dynasty are full of patriotic enthusiasm, and spontaneously organize a lion dance team, a song and dance team, an acrobatic team, singing and dancing, and it is very lively.

Acrobatics is Cuihua's favorite, she leans out of the car window half-stretched, high-fives with joy, and her voice is hoarse.

He Tiantian listened to the noise outside, and suddenly became energetic, but he didn't dare to get up, so he was so anxious that he pounded the pillow.

Ahh She really wants to see it!!

She hasn't seen the small songs and dances in the capital yet, so she wants to see it!!

It is said that the lion dance team at the feet of the Son of Heaven is all with real kung fu, ahhhh!!h

He Tiantian climbed and crawled, climbed to the car window, brackered himself vigorously, and tilted his head, but he was still far away from the window and couldn't see anything.

Su Jingyun leaned in front of the car window on the other side, watching her toss, the corners of her lips curled slightly: "Want to see?" ”

"I don't want to." He Tiantian denied it stiffly, turned his head and left, oh no, turned his head and climbed.

Su Jingyun leaned over, fished her over, and let her lie on his lap: "What are you competing with this king!" ”

He Tiantian twisted his body, trying to maintain this rare hard air and slide down, but suddenly a gong and drum sounded outside the car, and a towering tree grew out of thin air on the side of the road.

This is amazing, isn't it? Is that sugar real? Can you eat it? He Tiantian looked straight, instantly forgot what he was going to do, and lay firmly on Su Jingyun's lap, reaching his body, stretching his neck, wanting to take a closer look at the magical tree outside.

Su Jingyun felt the fullness and softness of her chest, and asked Guanyan to pick a grain of candy and hand it in.

"It's really sugar!" He Tiantian shouted, he had never seen the world, and he didn't save face for the people who crossed at all.

"Taste?" Su Jingyun peeled off the candy wrapper with her own hands and stuffed the sugar into her mouth.

Well, it's sugar, it's sugar, it's really sugar, it's sweet, it's sour, it's still a plum candy! He Tiantian chewed the sugar with a clatter, forgetting all his worries and troubles, squinting his eyes with a smile and bending his eyebrows with a smile.

Su Jingyun supported her cheek with one hand, rested on her waist with the other, and asked sideways, "Finished eating?" ”

"Hmm!" He Tiantian nodded.

"Is it sweet?" Su Jingyun asked again.

"Sweet!" He Tiantian continued to nod happily.

"Let this king taste it." Su Jingyun said, leaned over, covered her lips, and sucked the sweet and sour in her mouth.

The tip of her small and smooth tongue is more delicious than plum candy, and Su Jingyun is reluctant to let it go, and tastes it well.

Obviously not the first time, He Tiantian was still kissed until his eyes were hazy and confused.

Su Jingyun said with weight, sucked the tip of her tongue for the last time, and closed the mountain with satisfaction: "Well, it's really sweet." ”

He Tiantian lay on his lap, the whole person was confused, and he couldn't answer, and it took a long time before he came out: "Stinky hooligan......"

Su Jingyun stroked her hair, smiled, and said, "Later, this king will enter the palace to face the saint, and let Cuihua accompany you back to the Chu Palace." ”

He Tiantian suddenly remembered the matter of asking for a reward, and his spirit perked up: "Your Highness, can the people and girls go?" ”

"You......" Su Jingyun patted her little pp, the corners of her lips curled, "Originally, there was your name on the list of face saints, but who made your pp hurt?" This king can't let people carry you to the Jinluan Palace, right? That's too unscrupulous. ”

She could have go, but can't now?! The opportunity to gild the face of the saint slipped away like this?! He Tiantian suddenly understood the meaning of Su Jingyun's sentence "Don't regret it", and was stunned.

Su Jingyun looked at her like this, and the corners of her lips became more and more upward: "This king will give you another chance, your PP, are you injured?" ”