Jingyan picked up the scoop from the ground and scooped up the ladle of hot water and added it to the tub.

As soon as she turned around and put down the water scoop, Wang Mang got up suddenly, hugged her waist, lifted her gently, and put her in the bathtub.

"Oops!" She screamed and reached out to smack him, "My clothes are wet!" ”

"If it's wet, it's wet, and it's going to be wet anyway!" With another effort, he pressed her into the bucket and leaned over.

Her clothes were already wet with water, looming close to her body, just showing off her beautiful figure.

Wang Mang only felt horny, no wonder the ancients Yun beauty came out of the bath, and the clear water hibiscus was really eye-catching.

He reached out and took the hairpin off her head, and his black hair hung down, and he couldn't put it down with the soft touch, and kept kneading it in the water.

The thin vapor of her face was smooth and transparent, and his clinging body made her cheeks as bright as a rainbow.

"Smoke, my smoke!" He sighed and kissed him hard.

The two were entangled in the water, their hair was entwined and entwined together, and Jingyan remembered a poem at the moment of extreme happiness, "Married as husband and wife, love is not doubtful." ”

After the passion, Jingyan had no strength, and softly let Wang Mang wipe her body.

Everyone else is a car shock, which is good, the barrel is shocked......

Rubbing and rubbing, his hands became dishonest again, and teased again.

Jingyan only felt like a boat in the sea, and she could only resist the wind and waves by clinging to him hard.

By the time the two of them opened the door of the room again and let the maids come in to clean up, it was already evening.

Jingyan glared at the perpetrator in disgust, but he grinned evilly.

Biyun Pavilion in the backyard of the palace is where Wang Mang's sister-in-law Li and nephew Qingshan live.

As a little uncle, Wang Mang was grateful to his eldest brother Wang Yong for his support and teachings when he was alive, and took care of the Li family and Qingshan, because of Wang Mang's attitude, the subordinates did not dare to bully the mother and son at will.

Qingshan has been enlightened, and he is beginning to recite the three-character scripture in the past few days.

In the evening, Biyun Pavilion resounded with the milky sound of Qingshan reading.

"At the beginning of people, nature is good, sex is similar, Xi is far away, no teaching, sex is migration, the way to teach...... Dao ......" Qingshan blinked his big eyes, thinking about it suspiciously, but he couldn't think of anything.

Lee's face, who was sitting and listening to him recite the book, sank.

Qingshan asked for help and looked at Sister Yucui next to her, and Yucui said that she couldn't help it.

"Reach out!" Li said sternly.

Aoyama timidly stretched out his hand.

"Smack!" The ring ruler hit his small palm mercilessly.

"Wow!" Qingshan cried loudly, and his white and tender palms immediately became red and swollen.

"Still crying! How long has this song been memorized? Li reprimanded loudly.

Qingshan suddenly suppressed his crying, only choked, and the bean-sized tears slid down his white and tender cheeks, which was extremely unbearable.

Li snapped again.

Yucui couldn't bear it, and persuaded in a low voice: "Madam, the little master is still young." ”

"What's small? Doesn't he study hard for the two of us to send people under the fence for the rest of our lives? Li said.

"The eldest prince is still very attentive to the little young master."

In his own opinion, the eldest prince not only often taught the little master to read and write, but also invited him to the best enlightened master, and he wanted to say that this little uncle had done a good job.

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