Hearing Wen Ling say this, Qi Hanjiang's original heart slowly fell back.

The result of the whole person's excessive pleasure was that he had unconsciously gently pulled Wen Ling's little hand, and quietly played with it for a while.

After a long time, Qi Hanjiang realized what he had done proudly.

I was a little embarrassed, but I didn't want to put Wen Ling's hand down like this.

He likes the little female official, even if he doesn't understand love, even if he knows, the emperor is the most jealous.

The harem feelings, for him, are just the needs of the previous dynasty and heirs.

However, Qi Hanjiang likes this feeling.

He likes the little female officer by his side, and the soft words from time to time make him feel happy.

He is an emperor, and since he was the crown prince, he has been very restrained himself.

Now he wants to be quietly willful.

That's it.

He will still be a good emperor, but emotionally, he wants to have a little bit of his own willfulness.

He's grown to this size, and he hasn't been willful yet.

"Wen female officer, are you willing to follow me?" Qi Hanjiang had several thoughts floating in his heart, but after thinking about it, he finally asked softly.

He thought that it would be better if Wen Ling could be willing.

He also wanted to know what it was like to be in love.

Instead of being enthusiastic about himself, or forcing the little female officer.

The little female official is so good, Qi Hanjiang is reluctant.

At this time, Wen Ling's hand was pulled in his hand, and in the dense mist, each other's faces were blurred.

Wen Ling gently lay on the edge of the bathtub, his face resting on the edge of the bucket, looking at the face of the young man in the mist, and his voice was very gentle: "Such a good majesty, of course the slave is willing." ”

"Don't call yourself a slave, call me me, you don't have to be so humble in front of me." Qi Hanjiang couldn't hear the slave who heard Ling's words one after another, and at this time, he couldn't help but whisper a reminder.

When Wen Ling heard this, he couldn't help but hook his lips, tilted his little head, and looked at Qi Hanjiang who was close in front of him with soft eyes, and in the affectionate gaze of the other party, he slowly spoke: "I listen to Your Majesty." ”

In a word, it directly pleased Qi Hanjiang.

Gently pinched Wen Ling's little hand, which was weak and boneless, and it was soft and not like words.

Qi Hanjiang only felt that his heart was like a big mouthful of honey.

You don't need to feel it carefully to notice the sweetness in it.

"Lingling." Qi Hanjiang had been brewing the title in his heart for an afternoon, and at this time, he finally shouted.

After calling in a low voice, Qi Hanjiang lowered his head and gently dropped a kiss on Wen Ling's palm.

The original owner's hand is not delicate, even if it is a female official, in the final analysis, at most, it is a supervisor who serves people, and she still has to work.

The palm of the palm is not as soft as the daughter of the family, but Qi Hanjiang is very happy.

And then......

The yellow gauze tent is warm, and the night is spring.

233 said that it was fortunate that he escaped quickly.

It knew that the little ginseng essence was so cheerful in its consciousness, and it would definitely not be able to escape today.

However, 233 at this time can't help but be a little proud, this world, the identity it chooses, is simply not too good.

After all, the root of the villain's blackening, although not the original owner.

But the original owner is the one who did it directly, and it is best to borrow this body.

Hee-hee-hee, it's really the smartest of all.

Wen Ling didn't know that his own system was still complacent there.

At this time, she is still feeling the mystery of life.

(End of chapter)