In the room, the queen was lying on the bed with her back facing in, and the old lady was standing at the head of the bed with her hands folded, with a sad face.

The queen mother doesn't eat, and as a slave, the old lady has to be hungry.

Mrs. Liu walked in and patted the back of the old lady's hand, "You go to the stove room to eat first, and I will accompany the Queen Mother here." ”

The old lady hurriedly said, "This must not be, the old slave is waiting by the side." ”

Knowing that the hierarchy between the palace master and the slave is extremely strict, Mrs. Liu no longer persuaded her, and sat on the side of the bed with a bowl in her hand, "It's dinner time, are you not hungry Queen Mother?" ”

"If you're not hungry, step down."

The corners of Old Lady Liu's mouth twitched, what to retreat, she was not her maid.

This old lady can't put down her body anywhere.

"Eat if you're hungry or not, don't you worry us like this? If you feel tired and don't want to move, just eat in the room, or I'll feed you. Then he reached out and patted the old woman twice on the shoulder, "Hurry up." ”

"Bold!" The Queen Mother almost bounced up, glaring at Old Lady Liu, she actually dared to shoot her!

"Oh, mom, it scares me a lot," Mrs. Liu patted her chest, frightened, "Why did you suddenly shout, do you know that people are scared to death?" When you get up, let's eat quickly, just take the bowl back to the stove after eating, I'll go over first, the big guy is still waiting. ”

The rice bowl was stuffed in his hand, and he was warm in his hand, and the old woman walked out of the door and muttered faintly, "I'm still a little angry when I'm old, and I want someone to coax me to eat, why are I so ignorant." ”

The Queen Mother, the face of "......" is darker than the dark sky outside.

The old lady also heard it, and lowered her eyebrows and didn't dare to say anything.

The temperament of the people in this Liu family compound is different from ordinary people.

They are said to be unsophisticated, but they treat people very well.

said that they were in accidents, and they always had unexpected words and deeds.

In short, she was now convinced that the princess was taught by the people in the compound.

From top to bottom, a temperament.

Looking at the old woman who was still sulking with a bowl, the old lady was bold, "Queen Mother, if you don't eat, the food will be cold." This Liu family compound is different from the palace, if you are hungry at night, there is no supper to eat. ”

The queen mother's eyes swept away, and the old lady was immediately silenced.

She was so bold that she didn't dare to say more.

The aroma of the food in the bowl is attractive, and it keeps drilling into the nose, picking up the chopsticks, and the Queen Mother slowly starts.

It's funny that I'm still being counted out by a reckless woman when I'm old.

After eating and freshening up, I lasted a day, but I was old, and the queen mother fell asleep not long after returning to the room, and the old lady dared to go down to eat.

In the next room, there was still no movement.

By this time the night was getting darker, and the moon was almost overhead.

When he entered the courtyard for the second time, Liu Zhiqiu did not rush back to the room directly to do errands, but sprinkled medicinal powder around his room.

has known each other for so many years, what kind of character Qian Wanjin has, can he still be unclear?

It will definitely come to make trouble at night, and if it doesn't, it will definitely eavesdrop.

He is strong-blooded, he will definitely not be restrained, a rush of blood to the brain, can he really stop and go out the window to catch thieves at a critical moment?

Spreading medicine is the safest and safest, and you don't have to worry about it.

"Brother Zhiqiu, are you okay?"

"Wait a minute, sprinkle more in the front window and back window, I'll let him come to the place where he hasn't put his feet."

"It's so dark outside, they can't see it if you sprinkle medicine, and they will probably step in." Liu Muqiu blushed and reminded boldly.

I think that when Aunt Hong and Uncle Lan got married, she also did the thing of listening to the wall, although she was carried away halfway and didn't hear it. But experienced, isn't it?

Later, she and Zhiqiu will be in the cave room, and she doesn't want to be listened to by her corner at all.

What a shame!

Liu Zhiqiu stood in front of the window for a while, wondering whether to erect a sign to warn, and finally slapped his hands and left.

"If you have to listen, okay, let him listen all night. I can't do anything with a nosebleed, and I don't know who suffers more. ”

This is the difference between getting married and not getting married.

After entering the room and closing the door, Liu Zhiqiu went to the table to pour wine, the necessary rituals in front of the cave room could not be saved, and the wine still had to be drunk.

The bride sat on the edge of the bed, her hijab had been lifted, her hands folded, her eyelashes drooping, she was extremely tame and well-behaved, and her little face was blood-red.

The sound of the door closing made her eyelashes flutter.

"Little White Lotus, it's time to drink a glass of wine." The man hooked his lips and stood at the table staring at her.

"Oh!" Liu Muqiu hurriedly stood up, rushed to the table quickly, and almost crashed into the man's arms.

"Don't worry, the night is long." A low chuckle entered the eardrums, and the slight coolness of the wine glass in his hand could not reduce the heat all over his body.

Her heart beat like a drum, and her hands trembled so hard that she could barely hold her glass.

He handed over the glass, drank the wine in one gulp, and choked on it.

The big hand patted her on the back, and when the coughing stopped, the man's hand went down to her waist, forced her closer, and pressed her against the bed in a few steps.

With his arms on her sides, from top to bottom, the man's eyes looked unusually dark and deep at the moment, and the flickering fire in the depths of his eyes was so hot that people didn't dare to look at it directly.

"Little White Lotus, are you afraid of pain?" Waving his hand to pull down the veil, the man gently pulled her belt with one hand and asked.

“…… Fear. ”

The clothes were scattered, the snow white was dazzling, the tempting blood was boiling, the man's voice gradually darkened, and he lowered his body in her ear, "It will hurt later, how is it good?" ”

It should be a serious question, but it is extremely sultry at this moment, and the slightly raised tail note floated into her ears, making the tip of the woman's heart tingle, and the whole person softened.

Unconsciously, the little hand grabbed the placket of his shirt and closed his eyes tightly, "I can bear it!" ”

Treat death as home, and be generous to righteousness.

There was another low chuckle, and he whispered in her ear, "Don't bear it, you can call it out if it hurts, it's comfortable...... It can also be called out. ”

Liu Muqiu's whole body slammed, as if it was on fire.

For him, he was also obsessed.

The hot kiss fell all the way.

The night he eavesdropped on the corner, what he had done to her was repeating, only this time, doing more.

That night he whispered everything in her ear, one by one, into substance, and truly practiced it.

It hurts, like a tear.

Listening to his rapid, low gasps in her ear, she felt unusually satisfied.

On weekdays, he is used to showing people with a big grin, giving people a rough and reckless feeling.

Only she knows the delicate tenderness hidden in his heart.

One so moment.

He said it would hurt, and it did.

And in the moment of her pain, he poured all his tenderness, careful, and pampered her feelings.

When the pain passed, the movements were light and heavy, slow and urgent, leading her to experience the wonderfulness of it, and letting her see with her own eyes the madness he could show for her.

Focused, passionate, extreme, totally hers, not to be seen by a second woman.

It's all the way she loves it.