Chapter 180: Spring Trip (1)

Reluctantly turned around, Chonghua gestured to him, and stood at the door neither coming in nor leaving.

Zhong Weiwei saw it clearly, and it was even more angry, didn't he think he should explain it to her?

Whatever it was, she was the last to know, and it was excessive.

He took her arm again and burrowed into her arms like a little loach.

got in, hugged her neck, rubbed her head, and said in a milky voice: "Aunt Wei, Aunt Wei, Aunt Wei, good Aunt Wei." ”

Zhong Weiwei made a tiger face: "Don't make trouble, I'm doing business, what should I do if the boiling water is hot for you?" ”

was frightened by her again, crawled out quietly, and looked at her aggrievedly.

Zhong Weiwei was furious by his eyes, hardened his heart and ignored it, pretending that he was very, very busy.

looked at Chonghua again, Chonghua pouted at him encouragingly, and he leaned quietly beside Zhong Weiwei.

Seeing what she wanted to use, she handed it over with a very eye-catching eye, and said flatteringly: "Aunt Wei, today is the end of the day, everyone has to play and not do things, otherwise they may be busy all year round!" ”

Zhong Weiwei was so entangled by him that he couldn't help it, and he couldn't bear to give him a look, so he smiled gently: "Yes, it's right again, but people are divided into three, six, nine, and so on, and if someone plays, someone will have to do something."

As for me, I'm practicing the tea ceremony, and this matter is urgent, so I can't be greedy. ”

Then he asked: "Aunt Wei's attainments in the tea ceremony are already very high, and it's nothing to take a day off, so you don't have to be very urgent, right?" ”

Zhong Weiwei said: "No, if I don't study hard and practice hard, I will have no food in the future."

When the eldest son of the emperor grows up, I will leave the palace, how will I live after leaving the palace? That's what I do for a living. ”

"Don't you already have a tea plantation? The tea plantation is so big, isn't it enough for you to eat and wear? ”

"Hey, the eldest son of the emperor is talking about it. As for the tea garden, although Your Majesty said that it would be rewarded to me, there are conditions.

If I lose at next year's tea fighting conference, I will have to pay back the principal with interest, and I don't think I can make up enough interest, what should I do? I had to stop playing. ”

said that Zhong Weiwei couldn't say anything, and retreated quietly, pouting and looking at Chonghua.

Chonghua motioned for him to go out first, and he obediently hugged Zhong Weiwei and whispered in her ear: "I testify that Daddy has never seen that Sang. ”

Zhong Weiwei crooked her hand, and the hot water spilled out of the teacup, flowed down the table, and landed on her skirt.

She hurriedly put down the water bottle and wanted to take the handkerchief to wipe it, but before her hand touched the handkerchief, one hand had already grasped the handkerchief and put it on her skirt.

Already running away again, Chonghua half-squatted beside her, and said with a very serious expression: "Such a big person, always so frizzy." ”

Zhong Weiwei already felt that he had no reason to be angry, but when he heard this, he remembered that he deliberately said this to Lu Chun in front of her, and his anger suddenly jumped: "It's not Your Majesty who is hot, what is Your Majesty anxious about?" ”

Chonghua was not angry, sat down next to her, wiped the water stains on the table, and said lightly: "It's hot for my wife, what do you say I'm anxious about?" ”

Zhong Weiwei grinded his teeth: "Who is your lady?" I'm leaving the palace. ”

Before he finished speaking, he smelled a familiar scent of ink at the end of his nose.

Chonghua's lips pressed against hers, her breath was hot, but her movements were extremely gentle.

It's like a spring breeze in March, gently brushing through the leaves, sweet and warm, making people linger and intoxicated.

Zhong Weiwei was still struggling at first, and gradually stopped struggling.

Fiercely overthrew him to the ground, climbed up and rode again.

Originally, she wanted to make him angry twice, but when she met Chonghua's eyes, she vented her fierce anger.

Chonghua was still wearing an imperial robe embroidered with gold, and he was lying on his back on the brocade mat.

Her face was like a spring flower, her eyes were like autumn water, looking at her expectantly and longingly, looking pitiful that she couldn't wait to be ravaged.

Zhong Weiwei's face turned red inexplicably, and his mouth was dry.

She remembered the dreams she had had countless times, remembered the scenes in the dreams, and then noticed the changes in Chonghua's body, like a thief's heart was weak and embarrassed.

Bluff fiercely: "If you dare to touch it again, I will beat you to death!" ”

quickly got up and wanted to slip down, but was pinched by Chonghua's waist.

His eyes were darker than ever, staring at her without blinking.

Zhong Weiwei's mind was stunned, his heart was clenched tightly, and he couldn't even breathe.

It took a long time before I barely squeezed out a sentence: "You ......"

Before the words fell, the whole person had already taken off, and then fell heavily on the brocade seat, and Chonghua immediately turned over and pressed up.

He grabbed the back of her head with one hand, put his arm around her with the other, and kissed her fiercely and hungrily.

Pry open the teeth and drive straight in, eager to suck all the air in her chest cavity, leaving nothing for her.

Zhong Weiwei almost fainted, and when she was a little more sober, her hand had already passed through Chonghua's layers of robes, staying on his waist, caressing his smooth and tight waist, and seemed to be suspicious of moving down.

Oh, no, she just thought about it and didn't want it to happen.

Zhong Weiwei seemed to be burned, and quickly retracted his hand, but was caught by Chonghua on the spot, he held her hand through his clothes, his tone was ambiguous, and his eyes were hooked.

"Uh-huh......" he asked her in a hoarse voice, "what did you just want to do?" ”

Zhong Weiwei was so embarrassed that he couldn't do it, and said with a hippie smile: "Sleepwalking." Wechen didn't know what he was doing. ”

Struggling to withdraw, Chonghua grabbed it and whispered in her ear: "If you don't know what you're doing, wait for me to draw the scoop with the gourd, and you will know it again." ”

Chonghua's eyes darkened, and Zhong Weiwei knew that he was definitely not joking.

She simply didn't stop, put her idle hand on his face, and whispered, "No, I'm still angry." ”

Chonghua laughed happily: "What are you angry about? Wessan? Someone has to give me a generous gift, begging me to borrow a room for his daughter to live in, irrelevant people and things, you have to be angry about this? ”

Zhong Weiwei sneered: "I also want someone else to give me a generous gift, and then borrow a room for him to live in, will Your Majesty agree?" ”

Chonghua smiled: "Don't agree." ”

Zhong Weiwei took advantage of the situation to withdraw: "I won't agree either." ”

Seeing that Chonghua was about to argue, she stretched out a finger and pressed his lips: "Shh...... I understand the truth, and I understand it in my heart. But it's one thing to understand the truth, and it's another thing to really encounter something, so I said wait until I understand. ”

Chonghua smiled bitterly, sorted out her clothes and jewelry, and said, "Go change your clothes, I'll take you and you out for a walk." ”

Zhong Weiwei got up, and saw that he was still sitting there without moving, and felt that his emotional state would seriously affect the mood of the trip, so he said: "I was jealous to death just now, and I really wanted to throw Wei Sang upside down." (To be continued.) )