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It is said that Cinderella's carriage and skirt and crystal slippers will be beaten back to their original shape after 12 o'clock at midnight.

If Ah Hua girl was not so greedy for the tenderness and sweetness of the county commander, or it was called a storm, this bloody plan would be perfect.

According to the agreement with the pretty peony in advance, "dedication to extinguishing the fire" for at most half an hour, after a certain son's first outburst of strength, Ah Hua will withdraw from the battlefield without a fight, and exchange for a charming peony girl to clean up for a certain son......

But on the contrary, there was a small errand at the critical time, a macho man galloped on the battlefield blindfolded, and felt that the taste was really different from the past, and the tightness and soft heat were too much, so the enthusiasm was bursting, coupled with the power of the sandalwood ignited by the little maid, Mu Kegongzi's first exertion was left on Ah Hua to shake the grain.

This is not the worst, the worst thing is that the first excitement is exhausted, and the second excitement comes again, and the mouth still mutters: "Peony, today is really wonderful......".

The fly in the ointment is that today's Peony is quieter, and the dizzy macho man can't help but regret that his vigorous whipping is too unsympathetic, so he strives to correct it and make the second action gentle and soothing.

The girl who struggled and bumped in the extreme of pain and joy couldn't grasp the rhythm at all, and even slipped away when she seized the opportunity to take the pretty peony's advice, forgetting it in the corners.

Until the pair of hot and wet palms on his back staggered, a hesitant voice asked, "Peony, what is going on here?" There was no ...... the day before yesterday."

Like a sudden thunder in the illusion of the wind and snow, the clock struck twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, Cinderella is still Cinderella, and the carriage is just an old pumpkin.

"Baby, let me take a closer look at ......", the tenderness of half of the man's face who stopped the attack was like water, and the black silk cloth that covered the other half of his face was being removed by a pair of hands.

The son with his upper body straight, beads of sweat the size of beans falling down, Ah Hua's eyes were hazy with tears, looking at him who couldn't untie the sweaty eye-covering cloth tape with several dead knots, stupid.

"Baby Peony, you help me ......", men are coquettish and women can't resist at all, especially women who like this man who play with their lives.

Ah Hua, who was stupid, really stretched out her hand and grabbed the back of Mu Ke's head lovingly.

The locks of sweaty hair stuck to the man's cheeks and Adam's apple, blending with the black eye patch, the skin was bright and watery, revealing a bit of charm and charm.

Ah Hua's hands were really inflexible, and her mind was also dizzy, but it was undeniable that she was sincere in loosening the blindfold.

If the silly girl helps undo the blindfold, what will happen next?

However, there is no if.

Only the bell at twelve o'clock in the middle of the night in the fairy tale, terrifying and fierce.

Mu Curio bent his back, tilted his head slightly, and with his free hands, he touched the face of the woman below him.

"Peony, don't worry, no matter what, I will only marry you and only accompany you day and night......."

Such an affectionate confession is a good medicine that makes a dizzy woman sober up in an instant.

Ah Hua's fingers remained behind Mu Ke's head, making a sifting motion.

Her head, but instinctively dodged left and right, on the inside of the soft pillow of the pretty peony, there was a porcelain pillow for the summer, which had not yet been put away, cool, hard, and the edge reached her ears......

The posture that the two people are currently holding, this face, can't escape the fate of being touched no matter what.

A long sigh came out, and all of Ah Hua's nervous feelings instantly loosened, and her fingers of chieving chaff fell weakly to the left side of her head, spasmodically picking at the corner of the cold porcelain pillow.

Mu Gongzi's palms and fingers touched not the expected skin-like boiled eggs.

Rather, it was wet and sticky, with countless irregular bumps and valleys......

Except for the realm of the two eyes, which was normal, countless eyelashes trembled under his fingers, and the hot liquid gurgled and burned the boy's heart.

Mu Ke's blindfold was not lifted, and before he could ask for the shock, there was a cold and a pain in his head, and his body was crooked and slanted, and he fell.

When he woke up, it was already bright and the aroma in the room had faded, and the peony girl was lazily curled up under his armpits, still asleep.

Touching the door of his head, "hiss-", there was a bulge, accompanied by a slight tingling.

So, are the memories of last night's chaos real?

Mu Ke's big hand reached into Peony's back, silky and smooth.

A face is even more delicate without a single flaw.

What's going on?

"Childe, don't make trouble, I've been waiting for you all night, and I can't lift up any energy on my body......." Pretty Peony pouted and complained, and continued to close her eyes to follow Zhou Gong.

"But I ...... last night, Peony, who hit the bag on my head?"

"Hey, my son-in-law, in the realm of Qingshui County, who dares to move a finger of you?"

The pretty peony opened her eyes lazily, and the corners of her eyes and eyebrows were full of spring.

"It was you who were too forgetful last night, blindfolded and brave, and as a result, accidentally, your head hit the corner of my porcelain pillow, and the slave family gave you medicine, and you slept soundly again......."

Miss Peony's explanation was reasonable, but Mu Ke frowned and stopped talking.

But the pimple in the palm of the hand is obviously very clear.

A few days ago, the "fat white radish" who recommended the pillow and asked to be a girl in the room flashed in his thoughts.