Chonghua's lips rubbed over Zhong Weiwei's ears, intentionally or unintentionally, and the hot air blew into her ear piercings.

The familiar trembling sensation was instantaneous, and the indescribable taste flowed down the blood, extending to all of Zhong Weiwei's senses.

She understands what Chonghua means.

Her face turned pink, and she said with a straight face: "I don't want to try, and I can't understand what His Majesty is saying." ”

Chonghua suddenly knocked her down.

Zhong Weiwei was caught off guard, and was about to rush out of his throat with an exclamation, but was blocked by Chonghua's warm lips.

He didn't give her any chance to react, he just stuck his tongue into her mouth, raging and plundering, furious and ferocious.

However, in an instant, Zhao Hongtu and the other palace people who were originally standing on the side all retreated cleanly.

The blue sky and white clouds, the lake is green, the breeze is blowing, the painting boat is swaying above the water waves, and the people on the body are young and handsome, strong and enthusiastic, and a little unreasonable.

Zhong Weiwei sighed, put his fingers into Chonghua's hair, raised his head slightly, and played with him.

Chonghua panted slightly, crushed her **** a few times, and whispered in a hoarse voice: "I want it." ”

Zhong Weiwei was taken aback: "Here? ”

Chonghua glared at her, reluctantly got up, picked her up, and entered the cabin.

The cabin is neat and comfortable, with flowers and fruit on the desk, as well as fresh and sweet pastries.

Chonghua walked in and looked around for a suitable place.

Zhong Weiwei pointed to the bed in the corner: "Over there." ”

Chonghua ignored her, put her directly at the desk, and swept away all the flowers, fruits, and pastries with a wave of his sleeve.

Zhong Wei only had a bad premonition, but before he could object, he had already grabbed her shoulder, made her lie on the table, and then took her shoulder in one gulp.

Everything happened quickly and violently, I don't know if the painting boat was swaying too much, or Chonghua was working too hard, Zhong Weiwei was dizzy or dizzy.

At first, she was still struggling to stand, but then she really didn't have the strength to fight Chonghua, so she simply gave up and handed everything over to him.

A drop of sweat dripped from Chonghua's jaw and dripped onto Zhong Weiwei's snow-white and smooth back.

She seemed to be burned, bounced up and down, Chonghua grabbed her waist tightly, and let out a hoarse moan: "Ah Wei......"

The bright sunlight shone in from the window and fell on Chonghua's young and toned body, there was no place that was not good-looking, and there was no place that was not eye-catching.

"Senior brother...... Zhong Weiwei shook his fingers with him, eager to crumple them together, and had long forgotten his previous awkwardness and caution.

I don't know how long it took, the fragrance of heather flowers spread, and Zhong Weiwei, who was so tired that he didn't want to move, slid down the desk and lay on the floor.

Chonghua followed her to lie down, covering her with his dark imperial robe.

He kissed her snow-white slender fingers contentedly and asked her in a low voice, "How is it?" ”

Zhong Weiwei refused to answer the question, but the slightly curled corners of her lips gave Chonghua an affirmative answer.

Chonghua triumphantly picked her up and put her on the bed.

Regardless of the sweat and the narrowness of the bed, he squeezed over, lay down against her, and whispered: "Do you like it?" ”

Zhong Weiwei glanced at him from between her eyelashes, feeling that his triumph and comfort were very dazzling, but she still nodded coldly and nobly: "Uh-huh." ”

Chonghua's eyebrows suddenly fluttered, and he took her hand and put it on his face, like a big dog wagging his tail: "Ah Wei, good Ah Wei." ”

Zhong Weiwei loved the joy and pride in his eyes, she hugged his head, turned over, replaced her on top, lowered her head and kissed and caressed him carefully.

She is very serious, very gentle, not a little embarrassed, just love and love from the heart.

Hundreds of steels are soft, and Chonghua lies on the bed meekly, letting her smooth his hair.

He looked at Zhong Weiwei intently, eager to give her his heart.

The wind blows across the lake, the lake is rippling, and the waves gently lap the water's edge, making a "whoosh" sound.

A wild duck with a flock of ducks passed by the boat leisurely.

Chonghua draped his robe, revealing half of his strong chest, and he pointed to the little wild duck: "I've been offended again, grab one for him to play." ”

Zhong Weiwei pressed his hand down: "Don't, the mother and son swim in the lake well, why should they be dismantled." ”

Chonghua laughed: "Yes, you can't break them up." ”

He looked at Zhong Weiwei's lower abdomen expectantly, if only there was a little Weiwei or Xiao Chonghua in it, regardless of men and women, as long as there was one!

God, it's so hard to have a baby!

Zhong Weiwei didn't know what he was thinking, her mind had already turned to another thing:

"The tea I made failed again. Tomorrow I'm going to go to the Fang Tu Pavilion and ask Chen Shaoming how they are doing. ”

Chonghua ate and drank enough, and proved that Zhong Weiwei did not snub He Lingyi because he was coming to the capital, so he was in a very happy mood, and he was very generous: "Go ahead, just remember not to be too tired." ”

The sun began to sink in the west, and Zhong Weiwei suggested going back: "It's almost, let's go back." ”

said that Chonghua was ruthless: "If you don't want to let you come with you, you can make it clear, don't do it again next time." ”

Chonghua snorted coldly: "If I don't be fierce, will he listen?" Relying on your love for him, you dare not take me in your eyes. ”

Immature. Zhong Weiwei sneered, leaned his head on his shoulder, closed his eyes and blew the cool breeze.

Zhao Hongtu quietly gestured to the palace man at the helm, and the painting boat drove towards the shore.

Chonghua pinned Zhong Weiwei's scattered hair behind her ears and whispered, "In the past few days, I have promoted a few people......"

He said several names, all of whom were from poor backgrounds, and there was one named Liu Cen, whose biological mother even used to be a prostitute.

Zhong Weiwei is very familiar with these people.

This Liu Cen, she has known him for a long time, this person is talented, but because of his background, he has always been excluded and despised by others, and he is depressed.

The first emperor once promoted him to be the head of the household, which meant that he wanted to be reused.

However, on the first day Liu Cen went to the household office, he was mischievoked and put a basin of dung water on the top of the door.

Liu Cen is also a character, he suffered this insult, but he did not leave angrily, but quietly returned home, washed up, and went back to work as usual.

Someone provoked and ignored it.

I was spitted on, wiped dry and continued.

His colleagues, who thought they were nobler than him, went on strike en masse to protest against the emperor.

He did not work in the same room with the son of a prostitute, and he refused to die.

The first emperor was angry and vowed to clean up those who dared to fight him.

At this time, Liu Cen took the initiative to resign.

In front of the Manchu civil and military forces, he took off his official hat, put his hands at the feet of the first emperor, and then kowtowed three times to the first emperor, asking the first emperor to allow him to resign. (To be continued.) )