Chapter 242 Seductive Muki

There was a knock on the door. 【Full text reading】Ayang's voice sounded: "I don't know if the Lord has woken up"

Ayang's voice woke up Yang Zilu, who was asleep. Yang Zilu raised her hand, rubbed the droppings of her eyes, and asked with sleepiness, "Is there something wrong?" ”

"That's the case, Mrs. Muki asked to see her late at night, and I don't know if the Lord will see it or not?" Asun's voice came from behind the wooden door.

Yang Zilu thought for a moment and asked, "What time is it?"

"When it was ugly just now (one o'clock in the middle of the night)" Euyang seemed to be looking at the sky, and only answered Yang Zilu's question after half a sound.

Yang Zilu realized that he had slept for nearly six hours unconsciously, the longest sleep in his history, and it seemed that he was tired during this time and didn't realize it. Yang Zilu slowly got up from the bed and patted her face with her hand, the stinging pain made her brain sober. Yang Zilu shouted outside the door: "Well, let her come in, she came to find the widow so late, she must be worried about the court meeting in three days, and she will not be able to appease her, the widow's plan continues, I am afraid there will be a lot of trouble."

"Nuochen, let's invite Mrs. Muki in," Ayan replied respectfully outside.

After a while, there was a sound of soft footsteps outside, Yang Zilu estimated that Mu Ji was coming, and sure enough, it didn't take long for a delicate voice to sound outside the door. "The surviving man asks to see the Han Hou"

"Madam, please come in, the door is not locked," Yang Zilu said softly, and lit a candle as she spoke.

"Disturb Hanhou" Mu Ji pushed open the wooden door and walked into the room, looking left and right.

Yang Zilu sat on a wooden bench and looked at Mu Ji, who had probably secretly come out of the palace this time, wearing a black robe and a hat with black gauze covering her face. I can't see what it's like to be in shape or appearance. This made Yang Zilu couldn't help but be a little disappointed, after all, listening to the voice, it was quite wonderful and attractive, it seemed to be a beauty, but she couldn't see it at the moment, Yang Zilu's mood can be imagined.

Of course, this can't say that Yang Zilu thinks about Mu Ji, everyone has a love for beauty. Wanting to see beautiful women is a normal psychology that normal men have. Otherwise, if you see a beautiful woman, you want to get it, not to mention that you can't get it, even if you can get it, I'm afraid it's not twenty, you'll have to be fine. Exhaust. People die. At least Yang Zilu doesn't have such a crazy idea.

Yang Zilu then saw Mu Ji looking around, although it may be a beauty, but Yang Zilu was also a little displeased, and said: "Madam, there is no one else in the room, only you and me."

When Mu Ji heard this, he bowed slightly to Yang Zilu and said apologetically: "I'm sorry Hanhou, the surviving person is not looking for someone, but looking for a hanger."

When Yang Zilu heard this, she was a little embarrassed, pointed to the screen separating the bed from the living room, and said: "The hanger is behind the screen, Madame, please please."

"Han Hou is polite," Mu Ji said politely, and then turned behind the screen. Through the screen, Yang Zilu could vaguely see that Mu Ji was putting aside the black robe and hat on her body. Yang Zilu didn't care, and took advantage of this time to organize the language. ponder what words should be used to appease Mu Ji for a while, and ponder what promise should be given to Mu Ji.

However, Yang Zilu hadn't finished thinking about it yet, and when she saw Mu Ji turning out from behind the screen, she couldn't help but gasp. Why?

Under the not-so-bright candlelight, I saw that Mu Ji was wearing a white tulle robe at the moment, although it was said to be a robe, the upper body was a normal robe. But this robe is different below, the feet of the robe do not even cover the knees, but only cover the snow-white slender thighs of the upper half of the skin. What made Yang Zilu's blood swell even more was that Mu Ji's chest was just tied with two red beans with a light red ribbon two fingers wide, and the rather large jade fat was slightly undulating in Mu Ji's walking, which was even more attractive.

And the next. The body is even more red. Bare. Naked, but the candlelight was not very commanding, so it was only vaguely visible that vague black shadow mixed with the shadows. This made Yang Zilu have the urge to immediately light a hundred or dozens of candles in this room, and it was a bright red candle.

What's even more charming is Mu Ji's face, it stands to reason that Gongzi Shi is eight years old, and Mu Ji, who is the mother of Gongzi Shi, is also a woman in her twenties and almost thirty. But from the face, you can't see the appearance of a woman of this age at all, Mu Ji looks only about twenty-one and twelve, even if it is eighteen, some people believe it. There were two blushes on her pretty face, and I don't know if it was because she felt shy in this dress, or because she was rubbed with rouge.

Mu Ji's eyes seemed to be watery, with a hint of charm, but they were not red. Bare. Naked seduction. It's the one who wants to refuse and welcome, but the latter is more powerful than the former. Yang Zilu confessed that he was under a lot of pressure at the moment, and he had an urge to become a werewolf on a moonlit night.

"Is there anything wrong with the surviving people of Hanhou?" Mu Ji seemed to be frightened by Yang Zilu's hot gaze, stopped her steps, put her hands on her chest, and the elastic jade fat immediately jumped naughtily, and Mu Ji asked in a somewhat timid tone.

Even if Yang Zilu knew that Mu Ji was pretending to be pure, she couldn't help but blush, hurriedly turned her head sideways, and said: "There is no lady to sit down, there is nothing to prepare, only some clear springs to quench your thirst, I hope Mrs. don't mind"

Yang Zilu said as she took out two cups from the table and poured water, of course, who is Yang Zilu pouring for herself is the main purpose. The cold spring water falls into the mouth, and the desire in the chest. The fire seems to have gone a little bit, and it is not as uncomfortable as before.

But it turns out that when a beautiful woman deliberately comes to hook. Introduce a normal, should not say that the fleshy man is the time, this fire unless masturbated. Otherwise, it will not be able to fall by cold water. Not to mention, Yang Zilu and the State of Chu have been at war for several months, and during this time, Yang Zilu has not to say that she is a woman. It's colored, and the woman hasn't seen it a few times. As the so-called three years as a soldier, the sows are all sables.

Mu Ji sat on the seat next to Yang Zilu, there were four wooden stools, placed up and down, left and right, which showed how close Mu Ji was to Yang Zilu. What made Yang Zilu almost spray nosebleeds was that Mu Ji sat down, and she sat down with her feet at an angle of about 40 degrees, to put it simply, her feet apart. Even if Mu Ji has a second leg, Yang Zilu has a little more confidence.

But now Yang Zilu's gaze is like a piece of iron encountering a strong magnet, although he often controls his gaze not to look down, but this eye is always uncontrollably attracted by the magnet to look down. And because the candlelight was blocked by the table, Yang Zilu had an urge to lift the tulle.

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