Chapter 33: Alternative Fetishes
The Dog Emperor is so annoying!
Every time, she didn't save any face at all, and in front of so many people, she was told to get out three times and twice.
Get out of here!
Anyway, she never wanted to come to Taihua Hall again.
Shen Qianqian avoided the Imperial Forest Army all the way back to the Pick-up Palace, and as soon as she returned to the Pick-up Palace, she was so tired that she collapsed on the couch and hummed and chirped quietly.
After leaving the Taihua Palace, Lu Baolin's evil spirit never appeared again, in fact, it was not that she didn't want to appear, but she didn't dare to appear.
The reason why she didn't dare to appear was that Shen Qianqian's body had an extra thing dyed with the breath of a true dragon, which was a piece of cloth. At that time, in a panic, she groped her way out of Mo Chonghua's sick couch.
As soon as she fumbled it, she didn't even look at it, so she quietly stuffed it into her arms.
Reaching out and stroking the bulge in her arms at this moment, Shen Qianqian smiled and pulled the thing out of her arms. With it, she can rest easy for the rest of her life.
But......
What was the piece of cloth in her hand embroidered with a dragon pattern that drove through the clouds?
Bulking?
It's a girdle!
A silky robe as thin as a cicada's wings.
In this era, the loincloth is equivalent to the modern underwear of human beings, so it is ...... Mo Chonghua, a pervert, didn't even wear underwear on the couch at that time!
Shen Qianqian's face was slightly red when she thought of this, and she hurriedly threw the smelly robe in her hand under the bed.
Looking at the robe, Shen Qianqian looked disgusted.
But in the end, she had to reach out and pick it up. I didn't dare to wash it, I didn't dare to throw it away, I folded it and tucked it under my pillow.
That's it!
For the sake of her own little life, if it's dirty, it's dirty.
Shen Qianqian lay on the couch depressed and thought nonsense, thinking about it, she was probably tired, and fell asleep after a while.
At the end of the day, Mo Chonghua woke up as usual.
When he woke up, the first thing he did was naturally get dressed. He has not been in the habit of being served and dressed since he was a child, but every time he dresses, Yao Daban will be by his side.
The new clothes he had prepared yesterday, he tucked into the quilt, and planned to wear them today. But he groped for a long time, why didn't he!
"Yao Daban, my robe, did you bring it to me last night?"
It's not that he's mistaken.
Yao Daban didn't give him a coat at all last night?
"Old slave...... I think I took ...... last night."
Yao Daban woke up from Mo Chonghua, he watched him grope in the quilt, and after touching for a long time, he asked. As soon as Yao Daban heard him speak, he knew what he was touching just now.
But if he remembered correctly, he did get him a new one last night. But now that he asked, he was a little unsure.
All right!
That should be taken!
Because he remembered very clearly last night, Yao Daban brought him a robe. And now that the cassage is gone, since last night, only Shen Qianqian has appeared.
Could it be that she stole it?
But what did she steal his robe for!
Is there an alternative fetish written in the essay?
Mo Chonghua wanted to find out why Shen Qianqian stole his robe, but he couldn't ask about such a thing, and after thinking about it, he could only give up.
Yao Daban took a new robe for Mo Chonghua again, and after Mo Chonghua changed it, he sat on the edge of the couch and asked, "How did you check the matter last night?" ”
"The person who was ordered to check sent a letter early in the morning." As soon as Yao Daban heard Mo Chonghua's question, he slowly replied while helping Mo Chonghua put on dragon boots, "The person who went to check said that Zhaoyi Niangniang went to Taiye Lake to burn paper money last night, and after returning from there, she went straight to Taihua Palace. ”