The first emperor was lustful during his lifetime.

Good fellow, this little thing is so too.

actually put his hand indiscriminately and took the opportunity to take advantage of the palace maid.

The eyes of the Aotian cheetah glanced at their hands together, coughed lightly as a warning, and he came with his back hand, with lotus under his feet, and his snow-white sleeved robe swayed on the ground as if it could bloom one by one.

Jasmine came over from Aotian, quickly got up, knelt on the ground respectfully, and brushed off the handkerchief: "The slave has seen the prince." ”

"Stand down." Leaving the **** she waved her hand.

Jasmine stepped back worriedly, and before leaving, she glanced up at Liyushu.

This glance can be described as a special intention in the eyes of Li Aotian.

The two of them openly flirted and scolded under his nose.

"Uncle Huang is in trouble?" Li Yushu stepped on her long legs, and her white profanity pants were exposed from the hem of the dragon robe, seeing Li Aotian staring, she quietly did it side by side, looking gentle and elegant.

She had an unchanging smile on her face, for fear of angering this mysterious imperial uncle.

Li Aotian rolled up his cuffs, revealing a small piece of strong wrist, the essence of his eyes released a charming color, and said quietly: "Weichen specially came to see if the emperor's dragon body is healthy, and if he is healthy, please ask the emperor to go with Weichen." ”

Take a walk?

Where to go.

Why don't you go to the king of Yama?

"Uncle Huang is so worried about the affairs of the harem, it really makes me feel uncomfortable, but my legs are sore, why don't you talk about it tomorrow?" Li Yushu didn't want her hands to be stained with blood, she looked at Li Aotian with a gentle smile, looking like she was easy to talk about and discuss.

Who knew that Uncle Huang was a master who didn't eat oil and salt, he suddenly bent down and pulled up Liyushu's legs, and this move shocked Yushu and almost fell off the bamboo: "Uncle Huang, what is this doing." ”

"Wechen followed the imperial doctor to master some methods of relaxing muscles and invigorating blood, and Wechen made the emperor feel comfortable." Li Aotian raised Li Yushu's legs and shook them, shaking the roots of Li Yushu's thighs creaked, Li Aotian looked at her with a bitter look on her brows, and asked, "Is the emperor better?" ”

"It's better, it's better." Li Yushu hurriedly softened, and if he continued like this, he would probably be dismantled.

Li Aotian put him down and wiped his hands with a face towel.

Li Yushu gasped: "The emperor ...... Uncle Huang is good at kung fu. ”

The speaker has no intention, but the listener has a heart.

How ambiguous this sounds.

Do you have to work on the couch?

Li Aotian lazily talked to her poorly, looked at her coldly, and said, "The emperor should not delay the auspicious time for them to go on the road." ”

Is there an auspicious time on the road? What a joke.

These murderous people don't blink.

Looking at the sky from Yushu bitterly, he tidied up the dragon robe, took a look at the bronze mirror, and was satisfied to see that the male and female he gave birth to were difficult to distinguish, and then lowered his head and looked at his chest, and saw that there was no bulge, so he straightened his waist and stepped out with peace of mind.

Summer is hot.

The wind blows on the face is a hot and swishing wind, and the delicate cream face of Yushu is red from the sun.

When he arrived at the place, he looked back at Aotian, and there was a touch of surprise in his eyes, he knew that this little thing was handsome, but he didn't expect her to be like a porcelain doll carved with dough.

His eyes like a wolf stared at him boldly for a while, and said faintly: "The emperor is too girly, he should exercise, don't always nest on the dragon couch if you have nothing to do." ”