Chapter Fifty-Eight: The Dragon and the Phoenix

Zhu Houzhao is a man who cares about the family in the end, and he still insists on returning to Yu Mingxiao when there is a beautiful spring to tempt the flowers. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Zhu Houzhao, who relied on the extraordinary inner fist cultivation, turned red, and returned to his residence with his limbs high, and he was very sadly blamed.

Yuming Xiao stuck his waist at the door like a little tiger, pointed at Zhu Houzhao and asked, "What's the situation?" ā€

Zhu Houzhao was very embarrassed: "It's not that the two guys Moxi and Jia Jingzheng have drugged me!" ā€

Yu Mingxiao snorted: "I'll just say that those two bastards are not good people, follow good people to learn from good people, and follow witches to make false gods." Now we need you to explain what she's all about! ā€

Zhu Houzhao was even more embarrassed, and shook his body very uncomfortably, and found that the flower marks on his body like an octopus did not mean to loosen at all.

"She was also drugged...... Zhu Houzhao swallowed his saliva and said: "You also know that the effect of our family's Tianzhu Divine Water, I can control it is already good." ā€

Yu Mingxiao twitched his small and cute nose, and said with a slight dissatisfaction: "Don't you have it at home?" Isn't it as good as the outside? ā€

"The nature at home is the best, otherwise how could you have chased thousands of miles to get it back?" Zhu Houzhao's forehead has begun to sweat, and the forehead of the woman who has carried nearly 100 catties has never sweated after walking so many mountain roads.

But he was still very righteous and impassioned: "Saving people's lives is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter, leaving a drugged girl alone, not to mention whether there will be bad people, even the medicinal effect of Tianzhu Divine Water will also cause great harm to her body, after all, your father-in-law is so kind-hearted......"

"Don't be embarrassed...... Yu Mingxiao's eyes accidentally fell on Zhu Houzhao's propped up robe, and his cheeks suddenly turned from pink to red.

Yu Mingxiao, who had matured for a long time, naturally knew what terrible things were hidden in it.

It is not true that Zhu Houzhao has not been strong enough to hold on for so long, but as soon as he saw Yu Mingxiao's expression, the desire suppressed in his heart was immediately released like a volcanic eruption.

With one hand, he took out the best Tianzhu Divine Water contributed by Jia Jingzheng from his arms, and threw it directly to Yu Mingxiao, who was shocked by the power of the flood, Zhu Houzhao said rudely: "This thing of ours is really good, do you want to try it." ā€

Yu Mingxiao hurriedly caught the porcelain vase, burying his little head and not daring to look at Zhu Houzhao.

But soon she ran to the table with the vial, and very carefully dripped a drop of Tianzhu divine water into the kettle, and then poured herself a full cup and smothered her neck.

It was probably because of the lover's red eyes when they saw each other, Yu Mingxiao took effect quickly, and the whole person became an attractive pink.

Seeing this scene in Zhu Houzhao's eyes, the primordial anger that the young man had accumulated for more than ten or twenty years suddenly exploded, and with his left hand, he tore off the flower marks on his body and lifted it in his hand, and stepped forward to stop Yu Mingxiao in his arms and strode towards the inner room.

The design of the embroidery room of the Mianxian Building is obviously used in the courtyard, and the room that I didn't feel anything like yesterday has become extremely full of style at this time.

Even the breeze blowing through the curtain becomes sweet.

Zhu Houzhao first shook his hand and threw the girl with flower marks into the big bed.

Then holding Yu Mingxiao in both hands, he gently put her on the goose down blanket.

Yu Mingxiao, who hadn't opened his eyes since drinking the water, suddenly trembled slightly, and his long eyelashes trembled so much that he almost made a popping sound.

Zhu Houzhao saw that the person in front of him was already nervous and became so cute, and forcibly raised a trace of clarity in his heart, and gently kissed Xiaoxiao's forehead.

Then he stretched out his trembling hands to untie the mandarin duck buttons on Yu Mingxiao's clothes. But I don't know if it's because of nervousness, or because I have eaten too much divine water, today's mandarin duck buckle is particularly difficult to solve, and Zhu Houzhao still couldn't untie it when he sweated on his nose.

Yu Mingxiao's eyes were closed, and after waiting for a long time, he still didn't get to the point, and he couldn't help but open his eyes, only to find that there was a stupid guy who was still fighting hard to the death with the mandarin duck button.

She just wanted to help Zhu Houzhao, but an irrepressible impulse suddenly burst out of her body. The outstretched hands unconsciously rolled towards Zhu Houzhao's neck.

This time the force was so great, and the head of Zhu Houzhao, who was working hard, was suddenly pulled to a place that exuded a faint fragrance, and pressed it hard.

Who says women don't have much strength? This kind of thing is always time-shared.

Even through his clothes, Zhu Houzhao still let out a hazy emotion in his heart: It's so soft! It smells so good! I want to lick it!

Fuck the clothes! Zhu Houzhao now hates Eve, who likes to eat apples.

The clothes of all evils, eat me with a trick of white crane wings. For the first time, the great Tai Chi was used in formal combat between men and women.

only heard a stabbing sound, and Yu Mingxiao's already light clothes suddenly became a fluttering butterfly under Zhu Houzhao's vigorous hair.

Under the clothes, there is not snow-white skin, but a more tempting goose-yellow belly pocket.

Zhu Houzhao's blood was boiling, and he was almost shocked by the powerful desire of the two lives, and the pink stars turned and turned, but he couldn't catch them.

Zhu Houzhao felt that his lips were floating, his head was shaking, and his body was like a grass that no one embraced.

Well, Zhu Houzhao touched the conscience of Hua Scar with his backhand, and he knew that some women had such a good conscience.

If Xiao Xiao's conscience is as beautiful as the Lotus Peak of Huangshan Mountain, then the conscience of Huaji is simply the dream of all the chest-buried parties!

So sometimes a big enough conscience can add points to appearance.

Huaji seems to have long been unable to withstand the persecution of Tianzhu Shenshui, so without the help of Zhu Houzhao's white crane wings, he actually completed the great cause of broken shirts alone, and his lotus-red belly pocket was destroyed somewhere.

This woman is now sparing no effort to rub and rub her delicate body on Zhu Houzhao's back.

Oh! My skateboard shoes! Zhu Houzhao let out a long breath.

The last trace of clarity in his eyes seemed to disappear into the air with this long breath.

The sweet autumn wind, the pink tent, and the delicate big bed have become a gentle boat galloping in the stormy waves at this moment.

Shake.

Waft.

The little queen mother, who had been crazy outside for a long time, ran into the courtyard in sweat, picked up the teapot and drank it freely.

"Huh? Where have all the people run today? The little queen mother who was full of alcohol looked forward to it.

Suddenly, her brow furrowed, and her face turned pink.

Well......

Yes~

Hard!

Isn't this the voice I made late at night when I was lonely and unbearable when I was in the deep palace?

"It must be Yu Mingxiao's dead Nizi Chun's heart is budding!" The little queen mother walked towards the inner room with a curious face.