"Of course," Lin Qinghe put away his fist, and the corners of his lips raised, "I smashed your face, look at that little vixen is still not a mini, besides, your face is rotten, Huang Changkang's face is not rotten, and the fox face of others looks even more like a flower than you, beautiful and moving." ”

Huang Zhiyuan was so aggrieved, his face was pitiful, "He'er, it turns out that you think so?" You're trying to base your happiness on my pain, and it's so uncomfortable for me. ”

"You feel bad too?"

"Of course," Huang Zhiyuan straightened his chest, grabbed her hand, put it on his chest, and said while squeezing his eyebrows at her: "Oh, right here, have you touched it?" It's almost crumbled into dumpling filling. ”

Lin Qinghe's hand touched his pectoral muscles for a while, and he felt that his pectoral muscles were really super elastic, and after pressing it with his hand, he would immediately bounce up.

Huang Zhiyuan smiled at the corner of his lips, his eyes fell on someone who was concentrating on pressing back and forth, and he couldn't help but let out a very comfortable sound.

Lin Qinghe's hand immediately retracted, coughed lightly, and his face was a little red, "You scoundrel, I want this girl to be as careful as a hair, but I always fall into your trap, you rascal!" ”

As he spoke, he pushed and shoved Huang Zhiyuan out, then closed the door, leaned his back against the door, and took a deep breath...... It seems to be a bit addictive......

However, after leaving his embrace, Lin Qinghe slowly regained his calm, but it was still difficult to calm down in his heart.

Actually, the feeling of having Huang Zhiyuan by his side is quite good, but Concubine Yun Niangniang makes people a little unbearable.

The next morning, when Lin Qinghe was still sleeping, she heard a knock on the door crackling, the sound was deafening, she had to get up, opened the door tiredly, and was shocked by a cold breath that swept in from the outside.

I saw that the people standing at the door were Concubine Yun and Ning Lan.

Ning Lan helped Concubine Yun and lowered her head slightly, feeling more and more pitiful like that, and Bing Qingyu became clean.

Concubine Yun had a cold face, after these days of recuperation, she not only became sane and normal, but even her appearance seemed to be ten years younger, the wrinkles on her face disappeared, and her whole face looked round and shiny, white and red, plus she was very good at dressing up, dressing properly, and the whole person was radiant, definitely not inferior to other concubines in the palace.

Standing with Ning Lan, the two of them were like sisters, I was afraid that even the queen would be frightened when she saw it, and she couldn't help but exclaim, the strong enemy was back again!

Lin Qinghe hurriedly smiled and said, "Niangniang, are you here?" ”

Concubine Yun smiled coldly, her eyes were as cold as a knife, "What time is it, why are you still sleeping!" Look at Lan'er, not only is she up, but she is already waiting for the palace to wash and change clothes! Compared to her, one is a cloud in the sky and the other is dirt on the earth! ”

Isn't it, when did she become dirt on the ground? In the hearts of the people of the capital, she is above the clouds!

Ning Lanqiang held back the snickering joy in her heart, and deliberately pretended to be gentle and pleasant and said, "Niangniang, don't be angry, Miss Lin may have gotten up late in the morning because she changed places last night and slept a little unsteadily." ”