Chapter Sixty-Seven: Her Temptation, His Passion

When she came to the lake where she was swimming at night last night, Xiao Shengxia stopped, and for some reason she didn't need to worry too much about getting along with her. If he really uses the power of the He family in the future, it is better not to involve too much with her, otherwise it will inevitably be tied up.

The surface of the lake is still so calm, like the woman who has always been by his side. I don't know why I took that person to the lake yesterday, maybe it was a momentary freshness, maybe it was to help her lose weight without worrying about having no home in the future?

The silk handkerchief in his arms showed a kick, as if he intended to remind something. He pulled out the handkerchief, the word on it looked a little mocking at the moment, his hand brushed the handwriting and covered it with his lips, and then he took out his right hand and threw the dragon dart on the surface of the lake, disturbing the peace of the moment.

Let this dart in her heart drift away with the lake and away from his heart. "Princess, I've come to see you for my mother." Before anyone heard his voice, he pushed the door and entered before he could agree. "Well, what's the matter with Mrs. He?" I got out of bed and walked over to her.

"Silly daughter, why do you always call your mother so alienated." She wanted to touch my hair, but I cleverly avoided it, "I haven't been crazy for a while, and I'm unfamiliar with many people and things, and it's hard to change my words for a while." "I tell lies and I come out of nowhere, without blinking an eye.

"Okay, good, you can call it whatever you like, I want to talk to you about something this time." She pulled me to the back of the room, and closed the door tightly, not knowing what to do. "I ask you for my mother, have you ever done anything with Your Highness?" She leaned closer and whispered to me, I was really not used to biting my ears with a stranger, and it took me a long time to hear her.

"This ...... Mrs. He hopes for yes or no. "Witty as I am, I was going to probe her tone first, but her expression was a little embarrassed and seemed difficult to speak. Oh, embarrassed to ask, embarrassed to answer what is in my mind, I looked at the subtle change in her expression and smiled quietly.

"For the mother, it's not good to say much for the mother, but I'm worried that although you belong to the position of the concubine, you still have to grasp the heart of His Highness and tie His Highness's body, which is a long-term solution." Her hand held me harder and harder, and my nervous palms were oozing with sweat. Coping with a few words: "Mrs. He, Jin'er will be more attentive." Only then did she smile with relief, although it was a smile, it made people's hearts tighten, as if there was some trick hidden in her mouth.

"Mrs. He has something else to do, Jin'er is very tired and wants to rest for a while." It didn't seem polite for me to give the eviction order, but there was really nothing to talk about looking at her face. She understood what I meant, shook her head and left, and I could still feel the gaze the moment the door closed.

"Master, I went to see Jin'er this morning, and this kid still calls me Mrs. He, and his tone is not as good as before." Mrs. He said to Master He, looking very hesitant. "That child is really too much worse than before, could she not be our daughter." As soon as Master He's words fell, he denied his remarks.

"How could it be, how could there be two faces born from one mold." Master He stood up and walked back and forth, his eyes calm again. "Master, you said, will she know about the man who loved Jin'er and wanted to elope with her back then, and imprisoned him in a secret room and abused him in every way." Mrs. He patted Master He's shoulder, said vigilantly, her expression was in a trance, and her brows were deeply locked.

"It's weird, the man disappeared overnight, and I never thought he had the power to get out of there." Master He clenched his fists deeply, very puzzled. "The master won't believe the evil spirit, our Jin'er won't." Mrs. He misunderstood the meaning of Master He's words, and explained again and again.

"I'm in such a hurry to protect your good daughter, I haven't said anything, I just think it's a little weird." Master He glanced at his wife's room coldly, and then moved away, standing quietly alone, Mrs. He pulled her hands and looked like she had been greatly wronged.

Except for the three meals a day, the occasional verbal provocation of the perverts, and the temptation of the two elders of the He family, everything else is normal. I was still sleeping on the floor, and he was tossing and turning on the bed, when suddenly there was a sound of approaching footsteps, and I tightened my futon vigilantly. His eyes were fixed on the door, and he saw that a hole had been poked open in the door, and then a long bamboo pipe was inserted into it.

The smoke fills the room with a strange smell, and even a fool should know that it is something that someone is malicious. "Madam, this time it should be over, and the medicinal fragrance this time should be sufficient." The voice outside the door was slight, but it couldn't escape the wolf's ears. The lady in this mouth is the one who plotted this time, Mrs. He is really concerned about Jin'er, and uses such a trick.

"Okay, well done, Mrs. Ming Japan will promise you a good family, so that you don't have to be a cow and a horse, and enjoy the glory for the rest of your life." Mrs. He rarely showed a tone of admiration. Then, as the footsteps went away, I got out of my head, and when I looked at the pervert, I saw his back moving slightly, and there was nothing unusual about it.

Walked in, pushed him and he didn't move, stiff like a dead man. "Hey, the pervert is alive and dead." I pushed him to the back of the bed, but he still didn't move. Yes, the sample is still hit, I broke his body, patted his cheek back and forth, to no avail, I pressed the middle of the other person again.

A pair of bright eyes bloomed in front of my eyes, although it was hazy but more simple. "Wake up, we've been tricked." I looked at him and said solemnly, and he grabbed my shoulders and pushed me over without shoes and socks. What's going on? Isn't this a sweat medicine, but some other moth?

"Tan'er, I know it's you." He didn't do anything but take me into his arms, I don't like the beauty of this substitution, this illusion of warm embrace is just a hypocritical illusion. I pushed him away and slapped him in the face to knock him to his senses. The strength was obviously still lighter, and his eyes were still the same affectionate, and he didn't seem to be annoyed by my palm.

"Look at who I am." I stared into his eyes, earnestly checking his thoughts, his hand brushing through the air and then making a circular arc like the outline of a woman's cheeks. "It's you, Tan'er." He smiled, bright as starlight, such a smile, he would only show it to his beloved.

I laughed too, not at him, but at myself as a substitute. "If you're not sober, then I'm going to beat you to your senses." I slapped him on the placket again, probably because I was selfish, I didn't want to have a little more twists and turns in that good-looking face. "Tan'er is messing around, the last time I had a private meeting, you blamed me for having an ambiguous relationship with the princess, but this time I actually got started, do you want to learn from that woman's playful character."

His joking words are still proof that he is not sober, I sighed deeply and finally made a ruthless heart, and the iron sand palm with a force of fifty percent finally convinced him. "You're going to stay on the ground tonight, it's a nasty thing." I ignored him, and went around his side and lay down on the bed, thinking about tonight's clues.

This medicine is not sweat medicine, what is it, there is something wrong with the situation of the pervert tonight, it seems that there is a lot of affection, and it is estimated that this is the rumored medicine of infatuation. Fortunately, he subdued him one step ahead, otherwise the stamina of this medicine would be enough to destroy me. This Mrs. He has made a big move, and the woman's innocence can not be scrupulous, if she does not fulfill her wishes, I am afraid that the rest of the day will repeat the mistakes of the past.

Okay, acting, we still have the spirit of sacrifice, I got up again and moved the quilt on the floor to the bed first, and then laboriously carried the pervert on the bed. Love drama? I used my belly to push the pervert inside, and then closed my eyes, and tomorrow will be the day, and I hope this scene can enter the eyes of Mrs. He.