Xiao Lizi said cautiously: "Long live Lord, it's past noon, and I have to pass the meal......

"I'm not hungry!"

Xiao Lizi knelt down and said in a pleading tone: "If you are not hungry, you have to enter a little something, otherwise, how can the dragon body stand it?" Besides, if there is one less meal today, it will be passed to the Zhongcui Palace, from the Taiji Hall to the imperial dining room, all of them will be inseparable! The legs of the slaves, whether they can walk in the future or not, it's hard to say! Always ask for the grace of the Lord and reward the slave for a way to live! ”

"Where is it so serious?" The little emperor said impatiently, "'East' is not 'West', you can't break your dog's legs!" Roll up, don't look like a dead old man, as if who loves it so much! ”

Xiao Lizi refused to get up, and still looked like a "dead old man".

The little emperor was out of options: "Yes, yes, I can't pass the meal?" ”

"Long live you!"

The little emperor really has no hunger, the reason why he agreed to pass the meal, in addition to the soft grinding and hard bubbles of the little plums, is also because of a strange "cowardice" psychology: I don't know if this "History of the Embroidered Couch" is the same as the "Treasure of Flowers", and there is no "extremely interesting" description? If so, it would be a disappointment! If you don't escape this frustrated result in the end, then you would rather "unveil the cup" later.

Lunch came over, and the abbot ate the delicacies, but the little emperor had no appetite, so he casually pulled a few chopsticks and asked people to withdraw. After the meal, the sleepiness came up, and the "History of the Embroidered Couch" on the desk became vague, and the little emperor was ruthless: Forget it, sleep with him first!

I slept soundly this night, and when I woke up, I felt full of energy and was still lying in bed. I felt a stream of heat, slowly spreading from the lower body to the whole body, and after a while, the whole body was hot.

I can't take it anymore.

"Waiting for a change of clothes, I want to read!"

This time it's really "reading". Although Shen Zheng had passed at this time, it was only half an hour away from going to Zhongcui Palace to see the meal, but Xiao Lizi didn't dare to persuade him anymore.

"Tasting Flowers and Treasures" in front, when the little emperor opened the "History of the Embroidered Couch", although he was apprehensive, he did not have high expectations, but he only saw half a cup of tea, and his heart was "boom". Suddenly the fire became hot: that "extremely interesting" Dongdong is here!

Blood suddenly poured up on the head—the big head and the small head, congested together, and the whole body trembled slightly with excitement.

The eyes widened: I see, I see...... That's what happened!

The whole person is like a fire, vigorous **. The raging waves are raging, hitting back and forth. Your own body will not be able to hold them!

Since yesterday afternoon, the book "Tasting Flowers and Treasures" has been like an incomparably long sexual preplay, teasing and rubbing the little emperor, but he has never refused to ask him to "get to the point". **Cumulative, no catharsis. This morning, although the dream was lost once, but in the little emperor's age, heart, whether psychological or physical. This is not a "catharsis" at all, but it stimulates his ** even more.

The unobstructed obscenity of "The History of the Embroidered Couch" is already full of ** in the little emperor, just like the fire is to the dry wood covered with grease.

A thought came to me: I am the emperor! The women in this palace are all ...... It's all mine!

What am I afraid of?

What am I waiting for?

I can't wait!

"The tea is cold," the little emperor's voice trembled, "you go out, call ...... Called......"

After swallowing a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, the little emperor finally "called" out: "Uh...... Tell Xiu'er to come in and change the cup of hot! ”

Xiu'er is a second-class palace maid in the Taiji Palace.

"It's good for the minions to change......"

"Are you deaf? Didn't you hear me say?! ”

The little emperor's tone was fierce, Xiao Lizi had never seen it, he couldn't help but be startled, glanced at the little emperor, and was startled: the little emperor's face was red, his eyes gave off a strange light, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and his entire face was a little deformed, and it was not an exaggeration to say that it was "hideous".

He didn't dare to say anything more and withdrew.

Xiu'er came in.

This Xiu'er is not directly assigned to the Taiji Hall after the "draft girl", it is the little emperor who is old and needs to increase the number of people to serve, and he was selected from the "Six Bureaus" and entered the Taiji Hall in less than three months. She has a gentle and supple temperament, and has always been obedient and careful; Although the appearance is ordinary, the skin is white and greasy, and the body is even more concave and convex, when saluting the little emperor, the little emperor's eyes can't help but droop slightly, turning on her bulging chest.

Stepping on small broken steps, walking to the left of the desk, Xiu'er first squatted down to the little emperor, then stood up and reached out to take the tea bowl on the desk.

The fragrance entered the nose, the wrist was like snow, the little emperor's body shook drunkly, and at the moment when the tea bowl was about to leave the table, the little emperor's left hand raised and pinched Xiu'er's right wrist.

Xiu'er's hand shook, and the residual tea spilled out and splashed on the little emperor's hand, but the tea was warm, and the little emperor didn't feel it.

Spilling the tea on the master's body, this is a very serious mistake, Xiu'er was so frightened that her face immediately turned white, and she screamed tremblingly: "Slave damn ......"

The little emperor's voice trembled even more than hers: "Don't you ...... Speak! ”

His mind was in a mess: what to do next?

At this time, Xiu'er, leaning over slightly, towering chest, a few steps away, rose and fell rapidly, the little emperor's brain was "buzzing", his right hand didn't seem to be his own, and he lifted it up mechanically, as if he was being held by some invisible silk thread, trembling and touching the bulging place.

Xiu'er shook suddenly, her body was weak, her hand was loosened, and with a "bang", the tea bowl in her hand fell back to the table and almost overturned.

With nephrite in his hand, the little emperor's heart was beating wildly, and there was a "boom" in his mind, as if there was thunder, and a thought turned around: women...... That's what it looked like!

He vaguely felt that Xiu'er was struggling, and couldn't help but increase the strength of his left and right hands, and said, "Don't move, don't move!" ”

Xiu'er snorted and stopped struggling.

The little emperor was still saying in a loud voice: "Don't move, don't move!" ……”

I...... Didn't move?

"Don't move—ouch—"

Suddenly, the little emperor straightened up, his eyes were slightly closed, his mouth was open, but he didn't make any sound, and then, his whole body twitched, and his two hands grabbed Xiu'er tightly, pinching Xiu'er so that it didn't hurt, and he almost screamed.

She was frightened, and a terrifying thought came to her: Could the emperor be ...... Did you have epilepsy?

Of course not, the emperor is just ...... Ahem, it's just another "loss of the pass".

*(To be continued.) )