late at night

At the end of the day, he put the finishing touch on the white rice paper.

She withdrew her hand in satisfaction and looked at her own painting on it.

The picture of a beautiful man drunk and lying on the paper jumps onto the paper.

Don't look at it, there are only three colors: black, white and gray, but a few strokes can turn the charm and posture.

Even the feeling of rejection and welcome, abstinence and lust is vividly depicted.

After Susukino Li finished painting, he glanced at the Dog Emperor a few more times and couldn't help but sneer a few times.

"Hehe, my painting is much better than his own.

The Dog Emperor is really a liar.

Tut-tut, people's hearts are not ancient, what's wrong now. ”

The little spicy chicken listened late at night, and when no one around him spoke, the host was still able to talk to himself to this extent.

It wanted to shiver a little bit.

[Host, you insist on drawing.

This **, phew, you also painted the Yanhua, tomorrow the emperor wakes up, you have to think carefully about speaking.

Don't start the quest and get beheaded. 】

The little spicy chicken can be seen through.

What host is the big guy, it's all virtual.

It is true to complete the task and get the performance by yourself.

Spicy Chicken: ...... I'm just an emotionless system machine.

Bo Yeli threw away the brush, stuffed the painting into his phoenix robe, and then climbed onto the dragon bed in a beautiful way.

The dragon bed was too big, and the emperor was lying on the outermost, and it could be separated by a meter in the middle.

Susukino Li lay in the innermost and rolled up the quilt all over his body.

The poor emperor was covered with only a thin veil from top to bottom.

Following

Jun Tingye was woken up by pain.

He opened his eyes, and he was stunned by the embarrassment in front of him.

Then came the pain in the back of his neck, and he subconsciously touched the back of his neck, not realizing what was happening.

But soon, he found out that there was a woman lying in his bed.

Jun Tingye stood up and was about to bring her up.

When he got up, the thin veil on his body fell to the ground.

He looked down at himself......

What about clothes?

Jun Tingye's mind was clouded for a while.

He wasn't even a little sure what he was doing.

He quickly put on his clothes.

When he put on his robe, the red marks on his chest and abdomen completely stunned him.

Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?

Jun Tingye's mind scrolled through these three questions.

In the past ten years, he had absolute confidence in his body, and he could control it.

But now.

What the hell is going on?

Jun Ting's mind was clouded at night, and he looked at the woman in the bed who was sleeping in an extremely dead position.

A flash of anger suddenly appeared between his eyebrows.

"Rei Susukino!"

He gritted his teeth and called out her name.

Li Susukino woke up directly from the dream and saw that it was the dog emperor's dog face.

She scratched her head impatiently and continued to turn to sleep.

"Neurotic, what are you beeping in the morning, holding it."

After saying that, continue to sleep with a huff.

As soon as Susukino finished speaking, she closed her eyes and opened them suddenly.

Oh, forgot.

This is the dynasty of feudal superstition, this is the territory of the dog emperor!

Susukino quickly rolled off the bed, and then looked at Jun Tingye.

There was a palpable flattery on her face.

"Your Majesty, I haven't seen you for a long time, the concubine wants to kill you.

What's the matter, it's not very good-looking on the face, isn't the concubine not good enough last night?

Do you want the concubine to beat your legs? ”

Susukino Li thought that if he could, he would not threaten.

What if the Dog Emperor gets angry?

Jun Tingye listened to her at night, and his temples protruded.

He rubbed his eyebrows, remorse in his heart.

I have been guarding it for more than ten years, but I didn't expect to be ruined by this woman.