Mo Nanhe has more than enough scheming, but he doesn't know any martial arts.

was kicked to the ground by Han Jinqing.

Then, the entourage got the order and punched and kicked Mo Nanhe on the ground without mercy.

Han Jinqing turned to innocently hug Song Jin, who was making trouble with a cold face next to him, and coaxed him in a low voice and with kind words.

Mo Nanhe, who was lying on the ground and was beaten, hid and hid, and he had the heart to kill Han Jinqing! At the beginning, he said that he was trading on an equal footing, but now he is useless, and he can't even get a daughter-in-law, but he came to him to vent his anger, and he really thinks he is a punching bag?!

Qi Yuan watched him being beaten, and his face couldn't bear it, but his foolish psychology really made him unable to refute the decision of the lord of a country, so he finally had to grit his teeth and rush over and hug Mo Nanhe.

Mo Nanhe secretly planned how to calculate and come back.

Suddenly touching a firm and generous embrace, turning his head slightly, the man's resolute bronze face and upper lip pursed tightly, and the heavy, familiar breath fell on his cheek, the first time in history that such a close distance made his heart ripple for a while.

He called General Qi in a panic, but he took advantage of the chaos to arch his hips and rub the man's big . At the base of his legs, perceiving his stiffness in an instant, he hooked his lips and pretended not to know, turned sideways and hugged him tightly, breathing clearly and slowly, and the soft and ruddy thin lips seemed to be intentionally or unintentionally, rubbing the Adam's apple, and gently stretching out the tip of his tongue to lick.

Qi and Qi Yuan were already so frightened that they couldn't move.

If Fang Cai's lump of moist and delicate soft flesh rubbed somewhere that made him feel extremely frightened, then the two utensils grinding against each other through the clothes below now are going to make his blood flow backwards!

In addition, there is a clear touch of wet and damp coming from the Adam's apple, and the tip of the nose is still lingering with the unique ink fragrance that only belongs to literati.

With a "boom", Qi Yuan's head went blank, and he felt that the heat flow instantly surged to his lower abdomen, and there was a faint tendency to raise his head somewhere.

Wait, what is he doing?

He, he's right, he's right, to His Majesty......

That's disrespectful!

Qi Yuan suddenly let go of his hand, and with a swoop, he blushed against the small tent that had not yet been fully propped up, and stumbled into the camp tent, and there was an instant "bang" sound from inside, which seemed to be the sound of a person falling to the ground.

Mo Nanhe licked his red lips and looked at the tent, as if he was still reminiscing, and only after half a sound did he get up, his delicate eyebrows and eyes were evil.

Commander Lu poked his head out of his tent, but was frightened back by the smiling eyes of Mo Nanhe outside.

He originally thought that His Majesty came to the border to be his master, but since this Mo Nanhe came, he didn't know what kind of magic he used, and within half a month, the people's hearts went to him.

Not only that, Mo Nanhe is two heads in three days, and when he sees him appear, people will beat him violently, and the road commander who made him dare not go out of his camp tent at all now, he feels that Mo Nanhe is simply more terrible than a ghost!

At the moment, Mo Nanhe didn't have the heart to find fault, this time it was a blessing in disguise, he opened the camp tent with a smile and went in, and saw Qi Yuan hunched over on the bed, burying his head trembling in the quilt, obviously ashamed to see people.

Hearing the voice, Qi Yuan poked his head out and stammered, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty." ”

He has called Mo Nanhe His Majesty for more than four years, this will be nervous, forgetting that the dynasty has long changed, but in fact, it is not bad, for Qi Yuan, one day as a king, then in this life is the person Qi Yuan will be loyal to, in his heart, Mo Nanhe's status is as noble as Han Jinqing.

Of course, compared to His Majesty, Mo Nanhe still prefers to hear him call his husband.

Mo Nanhe looked at the evil with a contemptuous face, and suddenly had bad thoughts, and pressed people in the corner of the cramped bed in the past, seeing his panicked face, his face approached, and he nose to nose, hooked his lips, and looked at him with lowered eyes, "Since you are foolish and loyal to Your Majesty, then presumably, you will not resist if I do anything, right?" ”

As he spoke, under Qi Yuan's slightly dazed expression, he licked his lips, raised his chin violently, lowered his head and kissed it fiercely!

“！”

--The Seventh World: End-