In the end, he extinguished the fire, and obediently let the handkerchief with the top tea fragrance and the fragrant fragrance on her body touch his face.

Wiped so lightly on his face.

The white veil was gradually dyed with a little red, which was the bright color of cinnabar.

The irritated Xiao Momad's eyes couldn't help but bring a little red light.

He directly hugged Chu Ci and got up, and strode towards his own palace near here.

Along the way, I didn't know if I was still angry, so I didn't say a word until I entered the palace gate, and then I waved everyone down.

Just hugged Chu Ci and came to the study.

To be honest, Chu Ci really hasn't been to his residence a few times.

Generally speaking, she would throw down the Taifu first and let him finish the rest of the twists and turns, and then Xiao Mo usually ran directly to her palace, and even left her dead face a few times at night.

Therefore, Chu Ci was a little unfamiliar with the furnishings here, so he was hugged and sat on the chair.

Looking at Xiao Mo's frantically drooping face, which was obviously still a little dissatisfied, Chu Ci raised his hand and patted his cheek gently, "Taifu, what's wrong?" Still angry? This cinnabar is not a difficult paint, if Taifu is growing the princess's anger, then it has nothing to do with me, and I didn't summon her. ”

"Your Majesty teased the minister in the study before, and the minister naturally wants to get it back from Your Majesty." Xiao Mo grabbed Chu Ci's waist wildly, and opened his mouth seriously, but he never mentioned Chu Wanwan's matter.

"Get it back?"

Seeing that the little girl hesitantly repeated these three words, she raised her eyebrows, "Taifu is not so careful, right?" It's just a piece of cinnabar, and it's a big deal for you to draw it back. ”

As he spoke, the little white and tender face came up.

"Not so careful?" Xiao Mo's eyelids raised, his thin lips smiled, and he was categorical, "I'm sorry Your Majesty, the minister thinks it's very much." ”

Chu porcelain: ......

This person then held down Chu Ci, and with the other hand went to untie Chu Ci's clothes, he nodded unceremoniously and spoke, "Since Your Majesty said to let the minister draw back, then the minister should be respectful and obey his fate." ”

Chu Ci raised his hand and pressed his clothes, "Hey, hey, Taifu, you paint and paint, what are you doing with your clothes?" ”

"The minister didn't say that he wanted to paint it on His Majesty's face, after all, the minister is timid, and he still doesn't dare to offend Long Yan." Xiao Mo opened his mouth shamelessly, and he had already pulled off Chu Ci's clothes a lot, revealing the skin from the top of his chest to his shoulders, and there were adjusted paints next to his desk, as well as all kinds of pens, and he had already picked one up as he spoke.

Then he said, "But like a traitor and a thief like a minister, what kind of loss he suffers, he naturally wants to get it back a hundred times, and he can't stand the grievances, His Majesty has always been sympathetic to the minister, and forbearance, and the minister will be fine soon." ”

These few words can be said to be shameless to the peak of the state.

And Chu Ci clearly understood: If he sympathizes with you, he is cruel to himself.

Chu Ci couldn't help but kick his legs, this person's face was already leaning over, kissed the corner of Chu Ci's lips, and then took Chu Ci's lips, and the other hand held a small brush, which was already stained with golden-red paint, and dropped the pen on Chu Ci's white shoulder.

When the corners of Chu Ci's lips overflowed with a low cry because of this itch, he opened his mouth to seal Chu Ci's lips and kissed them vaguely, but his eyes fell on Chu Ci's white shoulders.