A faint scent of ink came, and Chonghua walked in quietly.

The snow light reflected in through the window paper, and Zhong Weiwei saw him standing in front of her bed, leaned down, stretched out his hand, and then pounced.

Zhong Weiwei's heart is full of happiness and pride, see what he does!

Chonghua was a little stunned, and then he turned around and looked in her direction with his eyes like electricity.

Zhong Weiwei knew that he couldn't see her, but he still had a heart palpitation, and he couldn't even breathe.

She stiffened her body, unable to move, forgetting to breathe.

She watched Chonghua walk towards her, stretched out his hand again, and then touched Youyou, who seemed confused, couldn't figure out where she had gone.

This idiot!

Zhong Weiwei was very annoyed.

Before the chagrin was finished, a hand grasped her with unmistakable accuracy.

She was so frightened that she hugged Youyou, and as long as he dared to catch her out, she dared to wake Youyou.

Chonghua gritted his teeth and lowered his head to kiss her.

Zhong Weiwei was blocked in a narrow corner by him, Youyou, and the wall, and couldn't even struggle, so he could only passively bear this crazy suppressed and fiery kiss.

Chonghua crushed her lips fiercely, pried her teeth open, sucking and sweeping everything between her lips and teeth.

I can't wait to let her soul out of her body and become one with him, regardless of each other.

Zhong Weiwei unconsciously let go of it and hugged Chonghua's neck.

She and his lips and teeth were intertwined, the tips of his tongues entangled, and his breath melted into hers, indistinguishable from each other.

It's a difficult kiss.

She was on the inside of the bed, Chonghua was on the outside of the bed, and there was a sleeping one in between.

She was lying down, and he was bent over, obviously passionate, but he did not dare to make any sound or sound.

Chonghua's passion is unbearable, and he is no longer satisfied with such a shallow taste.

He wanted to go one step further and confirm his identity, so that Zhong Weiwei could be firmly tied to his side.

He held her shoulder with one hand and put his arm around her waist with the other, trying to pick her up.

At this time, he turned over again, and Zhong Weiwei seemed to have woken up from his sleep, and immediately hugged Youyou.

Twisting his head away again, he whispered "Shh......hhh

Chonghua was helpless, grinding his teeth in her ear hatefully: "Let go of him, otherwise you will look good." ”

Zhong Weiwei pecked him lightly on the lips: "Good, go to sleep, the days will be long." ”

Chonghua knew that he could not do it, and although he was very frustrated, he was still satisfied.

A few days ago, he could only experience such a scene in his dreams, but now that it has become a reality, it is time to be content.

He didn't dare to push too hard, for fear that if he pressed too hard, Zhong Weiwei would discover his wolf ambitions, and suddenly retreat back to the distance, which was really worth the loss.

He reluctantly let go of her, licked her ears mischievously, and was satisfied to notice that her body stiffened as a result, and whispered to her ear:

"I will definitely dream of you tonight, and if you record your daily notes tomorrow morning, remember not to write any more heather flowers."

This stinks and shameless.

Zhong Weiwei's whole person was hot, and she was even more proud in order not to let Chonghua find out about her embarrassment.

She whispered, "If this had not happened, I would have doubted that His Majesty was really sick." ”

The sound of Chonghua gritting his teeth came from the darkness, and Zhong Weiwei happily burrowed his head into the quilt and closed his eyes to sleep.

A night of spring dreams, in the dream I don't know that I am a guest, and I am greedy for joy.

When she woke up the next morning, Chonghua was no longer in the dormitory.

The young emperor was very diligent, and even if the entire kingdom of Li had begun to take a vacation, he still did not relax for a moment.

Zhong Weiwei thought about it and made a bowl of Baiyi soup for Xiaotang to deliver.

Chonghua returned her two delicate furs, one white fox fur and one purple lambskin, with exquisite needlework and thread, which fit very well, and it could be seen that they had been prepared a long time ago.

On the night of the thirtieth night of the Chinese New Year's Eve, the palace was not very lively.

First, it has been less than a year since the death of the first emperor;

Second, just after Wei Rou's incident, Empress Dowager Wei was weak and unhappy;

Thirdly, Lu Shi withstood the double pressure from Webster and Chonghua, and he was also a low-key person with his tail between his legs.

Taken together, the Spring Festival can only maintain the superficial liveliness.

After the celebration was completed, and the New Year's dinner was hastily eaten, everyone hid back in their palace.

I'm afraid that if I'm not careful, I will cause something wrong.

It was rare to be at ease, Zhong Weiwei asked Fang Jian to bring a small number of fireworks in outside the palace, and then hid in the backyard of the Qingxin Palace to quietly set off the fireworks.

The fireworks in the capital were far more gorgeous than those in Cangshan, and they were very happy, hugging Zhong Weiwei's face and kissing it, and they were so happy that they were incoherent.

After the fireworks were over, Chonghua came.

He was seriously dissatisfied with Zhong Weiweihe's behavior of abandoning him again and running alone to set off fireworks, and accused: "The big one has no conscience, and the little one has no conscience." ”

hugged his neck and coquettishly again, Chonghua bluffed, squinting at Zhong Weiwei, meaning, what about you?

Zhong Weiwei stood aside and just laughed.

Chonghua was angry and stretched out her arm to fish for her, but she was dexterous and let him get out of the air.

opened his eyes wide again, stared at the two of them, and suddenly stretched out his hand to Zhong Weiwei to hug: "I want Aunt Weiwei." ”

Zhong Weiwei immediately hugged and Chonghua nodded and nodded his little nose.

He put his arms around Zhong Weiwei's neck again as if demonstrating, and rubbed his head against her chest, indicating that Aunt Wei was his.

Chonghua was envious and jealous, so he simply stepped forward, stretched out his arms and hugged the two of them together: "Go back." ”

The temple burned the earth dragon, and it was warm.

Chonghua sat down, let Zhong Weiwei and sit again, took out a box, and said with a smile: "It's time to make the New Year's money." ”

A purse made of gold and silver thread, containing a variety of small gold bills made of elaborate pieces.

There are peanuts, pen ingots Ruyi, eight treasures of spring, plum blossoms, begonias, heavy in the hand.

Although he was happy, he was not very interested, so he gave Zhong Weiwei casually: "Aunt Wei will help me hold it." ”

Zhong Weiwei is jealous.

The second senior brother, the second fool, said that he wanted to deduct her money, but he really didn't give her a penny.

Even if the relationship improves, he doesn't give it, and every time he wants to spend money, he has to be reimbursed, and he doesn't give anything more.

said that it was given to a big tea garden, not only did it not produce anything, but it also raised a group of people.

She lowered her head and muttered: "I can't blame me for not giving you New Year's money, I'm poor, I don't have any money left, and even the money to reward others has to be borrowed from Xiaotang and Aunt Qian." ”

and said considerately: "Mine is Aunt Wei's, you can use it well, anyway, I don't have a place to spend money, I don't lack anything." ”

Zhong Weiwei immediately kissed him hard: "Good baby." ”

Seeing Chonghua lazily crooked on the couch, he didn't say anything at all, so he couldn't help but secretly hate, pointing at Sang and scolding Huai: "It's not like some people, stingy!" (To be continued.) )