After the five girls woke up, they saw that everyone was suspicious, and they couldn't believe it anymore. is only in the palace, and there is no possibility of harming her own people in the Jiang family.

The wife is a foreign woman, this person is awake, and it is not good to walk around the palace all the time. In addition, there are still groups to take care of, so the burden of comforting the five girls falls on the shoulders of the seventh girl. Fortunately, she still has the identity of a female official, and it is quite convenient to enter and exit the palace.

Originally, Xu was not at ease. First, I was worried that Jiang was stubborn, refused to give up, and had another incident; Second, the seven girls walked in the harem where they ate people and didn't spit out bones, in case they didn't take care of them and offended the nobles, how could this be good?

Just when the Xu family was worried, Master Gu came forward and said a way to do both.

Every morning, he took the seven girls into the palace with him. When he went to the early court, she took his sedan chair and turned to the palace. Around noon, when he finishes discussing political affairs, he will send someone to pass on her. He will wait for her arrival outside the gate of Qingyang Palace, under the leafy mountain jujube tree, and take her out of the palace with him and go back to the palace.

When Xu heard this, the seven girls came and went, and the prince and his subordinates took care of it. That dare is good, than her entering and leaving the palace gate alone, so that the family can feel at ease.

So he turned around and praised him to the seventh girl, "It's still the son of the world who thinks about it." ”

The seven girls' eyelids jumped. It was nothing more than a gesture to the man. He hated that the Jiang family would have more such trivial and harmless troubles. can show his usefulness, so that he can earn a watch in front of his wife.

From the beginning when his wife disagreed with him, to now she is in peace and hands her over to him. This person is imperceptible, steady and steady, and he has miraculously calmed his wife's heart for two months.

On the eighth day of the fourth lunar month, early in the morning, the light outside the window was still bright, and the seventh girl carefully removed his arm. This person sleeps peacefully, loves to hold her, and those big hands that are not honest, most of the time when they wake up, they are into her little clothes, and they are in front of her chest.

It was easy to get rid of his clamp, she got out of the bed, and immediately felt the cold air in the room, and was so cold that she shivered. Although it has entered spring, it is early in the end, the sun has not come out, and in the north, there is always a little bit of dry and cold.

She reached out and touched the shawl of her bedgown from under her feet. Tiptoeing over the person lying on the outside of the bed, he saw that a pair of white and tender feet were about to fall to the ground.

"What?" Ben still closed his eyes, half-open, with a half-clear laziness in his eyes. The voice is low, muffled and nice. His strong arms were wrapped around her waist, and with a little exertion, he brought her to her knees, and exclaimed, and fell back on top of him.

His chest was wide open, and she was caressed by him, and her face was next to his warm chest. The masculine aura of a man, warm and clean.

She complained jokingly, "My lord, the cold incense on your brocade robe smells good in summer, but in winter, it is already freezing outside, and your clothes are still here to join in the fun." Xia Guan has a cold when he goes back to the cold, maybe he has been standing for a long time by you, and the cold is pressing. ”

After that, she never smelled the familiar cold plum fragrance from him. When it was hot, she went to provoke him again. "It's the beginning of summer, my lord, which of your incense boxes is kept for you? The lower official asked Chunying to fetch it and smoked the clothes, which was used at this time. ”

He glanced at her faintly. Lowering his eyes, burying his head in the bookcase, a serious book. "How can there be spices in the world, and the fragrance of Ah Yu's body?"

She was choked back by his joke. Since then, he has made up his mind whether he is willing to use incense or not, and has never said anything.

At this moment, she lay on top of him, unable to break free, so she had to move herself into a comfortable position. Fingers poked at his heart, cat-like, cheek rubbing. "Today's birthday is your birthday, let's make longevity noodles."

She noticed his hand caressing the top of her hair, and suddenly froze. As soon as he raised his head with his chin propped up, he lifted him up and kissed him.

He seemed to be very useful because of her words. The dark eyes, like a whirlpool, seemed to devour her. The tip of the tongue poked in, and the man's wet kiss was deep and moving.

She was reached into by him, rubbing her eyes and snorting. He seemed to feel that it was not enough, his palm groped for the center of her leg, and his fingertips were hooked, tormenting her cheeks red, rubbing her legs together, and a misty moisture appeared under her eyes.

He stared intently at her pink peach cheeks, the delicate appearance of spring love, and the dark phoenix eyes, deep and deep.

"My Qingqing, very beautiful."

In the gauze tent, she was stripped slippery by him, and there was nothing on her body. She lay on the couch, her cheeks sunk deep into the soft pillow, her little hands tugging at the futon, and singing in a low voice like a cat. Because of the uncontrollable rhythm of the person behind her, her little face was crimson, her mouth was slightly open, and she was pushed by him again and again, back and forth, like a boat in the water, and gradually became addicted.

He is used to being arrogant and domineering in this matter. Greedy and difficult to satatire.

The man's life, between her legs, pumped hard. His kiss, dense, damp and hot, like a spark, fell on her smooth and snow-white back, burning her slightly twitching.

Her little appearance without tossing was so easy to please him. When the love affair is on the rise, no matter how much you scratch your boots like this, you only have seven or eight points of pleasure, and even a man can't stand it.

So he turned her over, sweating profusely on his forehead, holding the increasingly full soft flesh on her chest with one hand, and busy with his own work with the other, his eyes chased her tightly, and said hoarsely, "Qingqing, open your eyes." ”

Her mind was confused, and she obediently opened her eyes to look at him, and at a glance she saw the man who was pressing on her, with an extremely dissolute attitude, when she came to her, his face was tense, and he was eagerly playing.

She just felt like her eyes were going to burn. His sexy and unbearable appearance has been watched thousands of times, and every time he is thrillingly beautiful.

She wanted to give him pleasure, and she struggled to stand up, and clinged to him, and the little beast gnawed at his neck, his throat, and his chest. The little hand hugged him tightly, climbed up, and exhaled into his cochlea, "My lord, you look like this, Xiaguan, you love to look at it very much." ”

He didn't want her to do this, but he boldly teased him, he couldn't hold it, and he didn't have time to put her back on the couch, and the hot current gushing from below had poured the roots of her lower abdomen and legs, and she was wet.

She teased people, got up in fear, let go of her arms, and lay back obediently, standing up with a white little belly, which means: When will you relieve your breath, adult, and twist the handkerchief to wipe the lower official?

After a long while, he calmed down. I saw her covering her eyes, peeking at him between her sparsely open fingers, looking like she was leaning on him.

He kissed her on the forehead, reached out and tugged at her shirt, and put it on her. Just naked, go to the closed window, and call Zhongqing to deliver water.

After a mess around, the longevity noodles that were almost half an hour late were finally served on the table. The noodle soup is clear and bright, not greasy. There are green green onions floating on it, and there are a few stewed pork ribs hidden at the bottom of the bowl.

She and him were the only ones in the room. He raised the spoon and savored it. Looking at the noodles in the bowl, I suddenly remembered that on the way to the academy at that time, I was blocked by the heavy rain on the Zhuangzi. She skillfully made the soup with her hands, and did the same, and asked someone to bring him a bowl of steaming noodles.

He softened his heart, grabbed her little hand hanging beside him, and ate noodles quietly.

She held her chin and looked at him with a smile. This man is focused, eating noodles is like a batch of official documents, handsome and compelling.

She was satisfied with the dough she kneaded, and he swallowed it one bite at a time, and it seemed to taste good? Then I saw him put down his chopsticks and took a spoon to drink the soup.

The spoon skimmed in the soup, and she listened to his mellow voice, echoing in her ears.

"Year after year, on the eighth day of April, spend it with you."

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There is one more update today. Tomorrow is the weekend again, and I have to go out with my clothes, so I will make up for it this time.