Chapter 909: The Emperor of the Horse Pole
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I fell, and I had to be kissed by my uncle to get up.
The moon was like a cold cake, Yushu's stomach 'gurgled', she lay on the ground, her posture was bewitching, her eyes were cunning, and her calves were skimmed, no matter how she looked at it, it didn't look like she had fallen, but as if she was leaning comfortably on the beach.
She pretended to be aggrieved and muttered something like 'I fell, it hurts', but there was no pain in her eyes, like a little fox.
The look in her eyes had betrayed everything.
It's almost the words 'I'm a liar' written on my face.
No one can be fooled by such an obvious deception.
But he deviated from Aotian and was willing to be deceived by Xiao Yushu, he bent on one knee and squatted on the ground.
Gee.
is worthy of the king.
Even the squatting posture is so elegant.
Li Yushu suddenly wanted to know what Uncle Huang looked like when he came out of Gong, whether it was a standard Zama step.
I don't understand the world of rich and noble people.
Just as the day doesn't understand the darkness of the night, the oily prince doesn't understand the emperor's sorrow.
Thinking of this, Liyushu really wanted to raise his head and let out a little cabbage.
"Where's the injury?" Away from Aotian's magnified handsome face slowly came over, and just as his pair of leopard claws came to him, Xiao Yushu suddenly came and the Nine Yin White Bone Claws 'snapped' and pushed the imperial uncle to the ground.
She rode on Li's belly like a horse.
The emperor with a horse pole, you are mighty and majestic.
'Click. ’
The thief who left Yushu's smile was buried, and his little teeth grinned, promising that there was nothing good to say: "Uncle Huang, obediently, I promise not to kill you, but I will also be crippled or something." ”
This pose is somewhat ambiguous, somewhat dangerous, and somewhat sultry.
Liyushu is really getting more and more bold, in broad daylight, Lang Lang Qiankun, so he is on the proud sky.
Crackling, Li Yushu pulled the waist seal off his small waist from his small waist, and wrapped the waist seal around Li Aotian's wrist, she touched her chin, and patted her little hand on Aotian's cheek: "I let you run, let you run, you are amazing with your legs, aren't you, don't wait for me, don't you have a fat gut, can't you run." ”
Lose face.
It's a shame.
was picked up so by Yushu.
"Leave Yushu, be careful that this king cleans you up." Li Aotian suddenly came to a semi-sit-up 'click' and got up, and his forehead hit the tip of Li Yushu's nose.
Xiao Yushu's nose was sour, and she touched it: "Uncle Huang, you are playing with the corpse, and I have knocked my nose sour." ”
She rubbed it for a long time, and then suddenly came to a sentence that was unrelated: "Uncle Huang, do you want to drink sour plum soup?" Why don't I give you a blow. ”
Saying that, she blew her nose: "As soon as the nose is sour, the snot squeezed out is sour, the taste must be good, if Uncle Huang feels sour, you can also put some sugar, it happens to be sweet and sour." ”
"......" from Aotian can make her speechless every time.
He looked at her coldly: "The emperor tastes it slowly." ”
"It seems that Uncle Huang doesn't like to drink sour plum snot soup, eh? I have a way, isn't Uncle Huang hungry? Liyushu's eyes were shining, she put her little hand into her stomach and rubbed it for a long time, and said, "Uncle Huang, I will rub a Yushu staring pill for you, I think it is very fragrant." ”
"Shut up." Away from the Aotian scolded.
It's really disgusting and can't compare to Yushu, and it's really worse than stubble to Yushu: "The emperor wants to rest outside tonight?" Kindness? Under this nine-song corridor? ”