The little bronze mirror demon glanced at the foot that was kicking straight at him. His eyes deepened and shone slightly, and Master Qi's feet were motionless and stiff hanging in the air.

"Little lady can't kick around here!" The little bronze mirror demon patted the foot of Master Qi, and then hugged him back into his arms.

"You rascal goblin!" Master Qi wanted to fight the little bronze mirror demon, but he couldn't move his whole body, so he had to stare at him fiercely with his eyes.

"How do we enjoy the bedding when we kick it? The taste of bliss I just want to do with you. The little bronze mirror demon looked at Master Qi with tender eyes, as if the two were partners who had been in love for a long time.

"Who's going to do that with you!" Painter Qi was ashamed and angry, and he was angry.

"The eyes are like the stars in the sky, watery and shining." The hand of the little bronze mirror demon was depicted on the face of the great painter Qi, from the full and smooth forehead like a goose egg to the two willow eyebrows, and then the eyes like the stars described by the little bronze mirror demon. The little bronze mirror demon was eating the tofu of Master Qi like this.

"......" Master Qi was already speechless with red faces, white teeth clenching his red lips.

"Painter Qi Juechuan, the emperor and queen announced that you go to the imperial study." Unknowingly, Zhao Gonggong became a light bulb again.

"It's Gonggong Zhao, I'll take my things and go right away." Master Qi stretched out his movable hand and pushed the little bronze mirror demon violently.

"Hurry up and let go of me!" Master Qi looked at the little bronze mirror demon who was holding him tightly with some pleading eyes.

"Kiss me and let go of you!" The little bronze mirror demon pursed his lips and looked at Master Qi with anticipation, and almost wrote the four big words "kiss me" on his face.

"......" Master Qi looked at the face of the little bronze mirror demon, he looked good, but kissing it means that he is also interested! Resolute.......

"Just kiss your face?" The little bronze mirror demon felt a softness on his face, and it must be more comfortable to kiss somewhere else.

"Do you want me to beat you!" The red-faced painter Qi raised his pink fist.

"Go, go, go." The little bronze mirror demon let go of the great painter Qi and sat on the chair expressionlessly.

"Just, just let me go?" Painter Qi looked at the little bronze mirror demon with some reluctance.

"We'll kiss you carefully when you come back." The little bronze mirror demon stared at the lips of Master Qi.

"Humph!" Master Qi stomped his feet and ran out with a paintbrush.

"......." looked at the little bronze mirror demon of Qi Da painter who had disappeared, and finally leaned on the table and stretched out his hand to cover his chest. This painter is so good-looking, and I really like it, and when I was kissed on the face, my heart seemed to jump out.

Master Qi was also blushing and out of breath, striding meteors, and the fast and slightly chubby Zhao Gonggong couldn't keep up with his footsteps, and he was panting like him.

"My painter Qi, you go slowly, the emperor and queen are not in such a hurry." Zhao Gonggong grabbed Master Qi.

The emperor and queen waited for the arrival of the national teacher and the painter in the imperial study, and the great painter Qi arrived first and the great master Zhuang was delayed.

In the National Teacher's Mansion, Zhuang Guoshi was still at a loss with the little golden snake who he didn't know was actually very scheming.

"Do you really know it's wrong!" The little golden snake rubbed his eyes that turned red for some reason, anyway, it wasn't because the little golden snake cried!

"I know it's wrong, my little ancestor will enter the palace in a while, and you will wait for me at home obediently." Master Zhuang was inexplicably worried about the little golden snake.

"I can't go!" The little golden snake said casually.

"Yes." This word Zhuang Guoshi thought for a moment before he spoke. After speaking, Master Zhuang looked the little golden snake up and down. This looks like this small body, it should be pretty good to pet and hurt yourself, but it's too timid to cry, so educate yourself slowly. Master Zhuang didn't know how much 'trouble' his idea would bring to him in the future.

The national teacher took the little golden snake who had changed his clothes and sat in the sedan chair, and everyone was still very curious about the strange man who suddenly appeared in the national teacher's mansion.

After entering the palace, there was a lot of discussion, and Zhuang Guoshi, who usually doesn't like to talk to people, actually held hands and led a very small male doll to talk and laugh.

Good things don't go out, bad things spread thousands of miles, and Zhuang Guoshi hasn't led the little golden snake to the imperial study. The news has already reached the ears of the emperor and queen.

"My brother brought someone into the palace!" The last word of the queen's excitement broke.

"Kun Lun's sweetheart?" The emperor asked Gonggong Zhao, who had been to the National Teacher's Mansion.

"Back to the emperor, it should be the national teacher Jinwu Zangjiao." Zhao Gonggong beat him to death with a stick, and his words were simple and rude. In fact, Zhao Gonggong is not wrong, seeing is believing! Gonggong Zhao did see the national teacher and his golden house Zangjiao, disheveled and very impure on the ground.

Master Zhuang who didn't know about it was still thinking about how to tell his younger brother for a while, saying that he didn't want to marry and refuse the emperor to find a sweetheart for him.

Unintentionally planted willows and willows, so the development of things has happened is particularly incredible.

Zhao Gonggong felt that the little golden snake was the golden house of Master Zhuang Guojiao, but Master Zhuang was still worried about how to solve it. The little golden snake looked at the distressed Zhuang Kunlun and became a little distressed, after all, he was not too bad, and his big demon had a lot of forgiveness for him, and then sent the Buddha to the West Gang to help him.

"Let's go!" The little golden snake put a lot of strength in his hand and grabbed Master Zhuang and left.

"Why are you like this all of a sudden?" At this moment, Master Zhuang was dragged away by the little golden snake like a little daughter-in-law in the arms of a big husband.

"Kun Lun is good." The little golden snake hugged the princess of Zhuang Guoshi in his arms.

"....." Master Zhuang was stupid in the arms of the little golden snake, himself, no matter what he said, he should be the one above. I was actually pressed!

"The Emperor and the National Teacher were hugged in by his Golden House Zangjiao!" Zhao Gonggong calmly reported to the emperor and queen.

"Poof." Although he didn't see anyone coming in, the emperor couldn't help laughing when he made up for it.

"Hahahaha!" The queen is really the image of the mother of a country, hammering the emperor's thigh and laughing.

"Put down the nest!" Master Zhuang Guo, who was restrained in the arms of the little golden snake, blackened his face when he heard the laughter wafting in the imperial study.

"No!" The little golden snake finally showed his true face, revealing his snake tail, looking at Master Zhuang and smiling evilly.

"See the Emperor and the Queen." The little golden snake walked into the imperial study with Master Zhuang in his arms, and looked at the emperor and queen.

And the helpless Zhuang Daoshi can only let the little golden snake do whatever he wants. Master Zhuang felt that he should trample the little golden snake to death. I really believed in his wickedness.

The painting style is not right, not only Zhuang Guoshi and the little golden snake, but also Zhiya and his Duan darthead.

"This king wants to travel in the mountains and waters, and the dart head guard is me." Duan Moya led Ma Bao to this most valuable and incomparable dart.

Prince Zhiya sat on the horse, swaying on his two legs and humming a tuneless tune, he was really a good generation of romantic princes. Looking at the person who was happy immediately, Duan Moya also smiled.

"What are you smirking at!" Prince Zhiya had a disgusted face again.

"Laugh at your good looks!" Duan Moya looked at Prince Zhiya's smirk and went against him.

"It's empty right away! The waist is empty too! Prince Zhiya looked at Duan Moya.

Duan Moya was stunned for a moment, turned over and got on the horse, the two hugged each other tightly on the horseback, Duan Moya's hand clasped the waist of Prince Zhiya.

"Is it still empty?" Duan Moya leaned against the slender neck of Prince Zhiya and spoke to him, his burning breath and soft lips falling and leaving as the horse swayed.

"I'm afraid of itching in my neck!" Prince Zhiya secretly lowered his head and blushed.

"Po~" Duan Moya kissed and landed on the quilt of Prince Zhiya.

"Ahh Prince Zhiya's body trembled, and the whole person struggled in Duan Moya's arms.

"Tell me, who lost and who won?" Duan Moya's strong male aura enveloped Prince Zhiya.

"This king didn't lose!" Unconvinced, Prince Zhiya turned around and faced Duan Moya. Stretched out his hand and grabbed the placket of his clothes, pulled Duan Moya towards him, and kissed Duan Moya fiercely, and the tip of his tongue entered his mouth not to be outdone.

In the face of Prince Zhiya, who was so enthusiastic and automatically threw himself into his arms, Duan Moya felt that he would not be a man if he endured it any longer. Duan Moya lowered his head and kissed Zhiya, and the prince dismounted with him in his arms and came to a small cabin.

"Wan Runyun, you're done!" Duan Moya spread the mattress, threw Prince Zhiya on the bed, and then perched up.

(๑・ิω・ิ)っ I'm a pure emoji.,Please make up the picture of the dart head and Zhiya Wangye sauce brewing by yourself.。

The strange child and the little scholar were salivating in front of the old man who was buying sugar gourds.

"This stick of sugar gourd is for you, don't quarrel anymore." The palanquin man paid for the sugar gourd.

Strange child and little scholar, you look at me, I look at you, the two of them quarreled again.

"I'm going to eat this!" Blame the kid for snatching the little scholar's sugar gourd.

"I'm going to eat what you have in your hand, there's a lot of sugar." Not to be outdone, the little scholar snatched the child's sugar gourd.

"Enough!" The sedan chair man couldn't bear the anger and scolded the strange children and little scholars.

"You're both too much, and you're like kids!" The sedan chair man pointed at the strange child and the little scholar and scolded.

"Beat him!" The strange child and the little scholar stepped forward to beat the sedan chair man in unison.

"You two bullies!" The one-meter-eight strong man sedan chair man cried and chirped, biting the little handkerchief, and ran away and threw himself into the arms of another sedan chair man.

"Haha!" The strange child and the little scholar laughed out loud again.

"No, eat sugar gourd!" The little scholar handed the sugar gourd to the strange child's mouth.

"Take a bite of it!" The strange child bit the sugar gourd awkwardly. The sweet and sour taste overflows in the mouth.

"The princess of the prince is your brother!" The little scholar sat on the stone steps and ate it with a sugar gourd.

"My brother's sister-in-law is the prince of your family!" The strange child and the little scholar had an afternoon of unnutritious conversation.

Duan Moya, Duan Dart, and Zhiya Wang Ye discussed the beautiful things in life and the world in the cabin.

The emperor and queen had dinner like an old husband and wife, and the national teacher and the little golden snake also sandwiched each other's dishes with a smile.

In the face of delicious food, the great painter Qi was a little unate, and the little bronze mirror demon who couldn't wait for the little daughter-in-law to come back alone in the empty room scratched his heart and liver.