Chapter Thirty-Seven: I'm Sorry My Hands Slippery
Shen Xiaoli held her breath, and the whole person was unfavorable, which obviously frightened Duan Yunhuan a lot, and stumbled in a voice like a mosquito, "Duan Meiren...... Aren't we going to make a fuss? β
Seeing that she was embarrassed, Duan Yunhuan smiled lowly instead, and swiped lightly on her palm, 'Do you have a secret?' β
Shen Xiao stopped squeaking, clenched the palm that made him scratch a little bit, turned it against his chest, and tried to distance the two of them as much as possible.
On the couch, the men's low panting and the woman's delicate muttering, mixed with musk, are intertwined in the room, and the room is charming.
Shen Xiao frowned annoyantly, and unexpectedly felt Duan Yunhuan's heavy breathing, tilting her head curiously, but the darkness and profundity in the other party's eyes made her frightened for a while.
She moved uneasily, there was a strange hard object at the base of her leg Shen Xiaoli was very uncomfortable, thinking it was Duan Yunhuan's self-defense dagger or something, she reached out stupidly and pulled it hard, and after Duan Meiren gasped in her ear, the voice of gritting her teeth floated over, "You little bastard...... Do you want to cut off your children and grandchildren......"
Shen Xiaoli froze and didn't dare to move again, and laughed dryly, "I'm sorry...... My hand slipped......"
Duan Yunhuan glanced at her angrily, his eyebrows full of spring. Look at her stupid look, her ruddy lips are slightly hooked, and her voice is low and tempting close to her ear, "Xiao Mei'er...... Help this seat, okay......" Shen Xiaoli's head shook like a rattle, "I've been sleeved for a long time, and I've been sleeved for a long time." β
This little thing with no conscience! Fortunately, the word broken sleeve calmed his mind a little, and Duan Meiren calmed down. Fiercely lowered his head and bit her neck, and with a little effort, Shen Xiao was completely at ease now.
For a long time, with Shang Yingge's hearty and comfortable muffled snort and Qin Yu's breathing, he finally waited until the two people above stopped moving.
Duan Yunhuan eased up at this time, seeing that she was sweating hotly, patted her Yima Pingchuan's chest with disdain, and asked with his eyes, "How many clothes are you wearing?" β
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Before Shen Xiaoli could rejoice that her chest was thick enough today, she saw Duan Meiren's eyes sank, and she quickly ripped off the camouflage in her throat.
It was a small, translucent, gelatinous object, a false Adam's apple.
Shen Xiaoli swallowed two mouthfuls of saliva and stopped making a sound. At this moment, the more you explain, the more complicated it becomes.
With a narrowing of his phoenix eyes, he stared at Shen Xiao's little face close at hand, and his fingertips gently rubbed her snow-white and smooth jade neck.
Ignoring her struggles, he slowly opened her neckline, and unexpectedly found a thick wrap, Duan Yunhuan was silent for a while, and then smiled suddenly, and he said dangerously, "Xiao Mei'er, you can hide from me so hard......"
The tone of this post-autumn reckoning made Shen Xiao fall away from her mouth, she tightened her collar, and touched a powdery item on the ground, her eyes suddenly lit up, she pulled Duan Yunhuan's cuffs, "Hey, find a good thing to wrap your Yuzhi!" β
Oh, I've got a bunch of this stuff on me, I just don't want to take it out.
Duan Yunhuan glanced at Shen Xiaoli, who was holding the 'Zhou Gongmeng' with a surprised face, but he couldn't bear to speak.
The lit incense powder spread quickly, and after the smell spread in the hall, Shen Xiaoli sensed that the two people in the couch were asleep instantly, and she couldn't wait to crawl out with her breath, and she flicked her toes and disappeared.
Duan Yunhuan stroked the green silk on his hair, turned over and appeared in the candlelight, he patted the ashes on his body, and did not have the slightest adverse reaction to the incense.
The tail of his eyes swept over the fragrant scene on the beauty couch, and the bewitching phoenix eyes were slightly raised, and he didn't know what to think of, so he snorted coldly.
With a movement of his hand, another packet of powder appeared on his fingertips, and he paced to the incense burner, smiling beautifully, "Oh, good thing, you're a cheap dog emperor." β
As soon as the lid was lifted, there was a movement in the dark, Duan Yunhuan raised his eyebrows, forgetting that Shang Yingge also had a secret guard, and it was quite timely.
Sighing regretfully, he turned around and swaggered open the door and walked out. Opening the small sac tied around his waist, a tracking butterfly flew out, and its fluorescent green wings were very eye-catching in the dark night.
"Take this seat to find Xiaomei'er." Duan Yunhuan's voice was hoarse like a lover's whisper, and the butterfly slapped twice, as if he understood his words, and flew in one direction unexpectedly.
Shen Xiao left, and immediately thought of going back to the courtyard where he lived, but when he turned the fork in the road, he didn't expect a small figure of amber to appear in the Dongfeng promenade in front of him, and it was Xiaomeng who walked in front of him.
The little apprentice also saw her at a glance, his amber eyes flowed with joy, his pink lips pursed, and he stood still.
Shen Xiaoli accelerated to him, took his hand and checked it, and relaxed his nerves when he didn't find anything wrong with the little apprentice.
"Little Amber, I left a letter for Shang Yege, and now I have to leave immediately." She remembered that Duan Meiren looked at her dark and predatory phoenix eyes, and her heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably, which was not a good omen.
Xiao Meng squeaked a few words, shaved amber's calves, and circled around Shen Xiaoli twice. The little apprentice's beautiful brows wrinkled up immediately, and he raised his head and clenched Shen Xiaoli's hand, "Changed clothes, stained something." β
Duan Yunhuan looked at the tracking butterfly with a cold face and stopped on a pile of night clothes discarded in the grass, his gorgeous face was depressed for a long time, he looked up at the unknown direction of the vast night sky, and his red lips murmured, "Do you think you can escape......
At this moment, Shen Xiaoli was already far away from the palace walls, she sat down on the carriage and unfolded the treasure map. You have to speed up the trip, the rivers and lakes are not safe. Zixiao Sword was given to Duan Meiren, and she went to build a small cabin at the foot of Qingyu Mountain, and sold steamed buns with her little apprentice to wait for the master to get out!
On the second day, Shang Shen Ge went to the imperial study as usual. When I walked to the door, I found that there was no trace of popularity today, and Shen Xiaoli had already run to him with a broom to brush up on his sense of existence.
Is it because yesterday he said that he would only give her one night to think about it, and the little wild cat was in a hurry, so he hid and made him angry?
He raised his sword eyebrows, fixed himself under the tree and looked at the empty courtyard scene and shouted, "Shen Xiaoliβ"
Shang Shen Ge stood for a long time, his body in a gloomy shape. It wasn't until the flower manager on the side stepped forward to call the emperor a few times that he came back to his senses, "What's the matter?" β
Hua Shengming sighed, took out a letter from his cuff and presented it to Shang Yingge, "This is the letter that the old slave saw this morning, the letter that the child left for you." β
Shang Yingge took the letter and opened it, and saw that Shen Xiaoli had indeed gone to the Broken Stream Cliff Valley, and suddenly breathed a sigh of relief when he learned that she would come back.
looked down, and in the end, it was the emperor who was in good physical strength, and he almost didn't spurt out a mouthful of old blood.
The duke has never seen the cold and high-minded emperor's expression of shame and annoyance, it is simply ...... It was so terrifying that he began to wonder what Shen Xiaoli had said.
Before his eyes could fall on the rice paper, Shang Shen Ge crumpled it into a ball, coughed dryly twice, and called out the nearest secret guard, "Tell someone with better skills to go over there to answer first, and then divide into a group to keep up with her progress and protect her." β
After dealing with these, he began to be angry, this girl was in such a hurry and didn't say goodbye, could it be that she saw that he was stimulated by the intimacy with Qin Yushu last night? Shang Yege shuddered at this idea of his own, absolutely not, what was the reason for that?
When he pondered for a while, he said, "Come on, thoroughly investigate the recent newcomers in the palace and those who behave suspiciously." β