Jiang Jiang only felt that his eyes were foggy, and his body was inexplicably hot, which was particularly uncomfortable. 35xs

Could it be that the weather is too hot and causing heat stroke?

"No, I'm going to lie down, I'm out of company." Jiang Jiang said and staggered away from the table.

She has a special place to live here, and Shen Tuwen also gave her a particularly luxurious bed, which is also made of benzoin wood, which is very comfortable.

Because he knew that she was a bed controller, he gave her this gift.

Jiang Jiang didn't refuse, because she was very satisfied when she saw this big bed.

Jiang Jiang returned to his residence and fell headlong on the bed.

Who would have thought that Shen Tuwen actually followed her in.

His consciousness is not very clear now, but he wants to follow Jiang Jiang inexplicably.

"Why did you come along? Go out and go out," Jiang Jiang expelled inarticulately: "There is a bed outside, you go there to rest!" ”

Who wants Shen Tu Wen to be unmoved, and climbed directly onto Jiang Jiang's bed.

And with a stretch of his long arms, he took her into his arms.

Almost at the moment of physical contact between the two people, they only felt that a fire was ignited, and they could no longer control it.

Although Jiang Jiang wanted to refuse, he was greedy for the masculine aura on Shen Tuwen's body.

It was going to push his hands away and hug him instead.

This encouraged Shen Tuwen even more, he was like a person who was so hungry and thirsty that he was dying, Jiang Jiang was his clear spring, he kissed desperately, almost swallowing Jiang Jiang into his stomach. Flash Dance

The clothes on the big bed were disheveled, and the tent of the beaded yarn was swaying and undulating.

The cinnabar mole on Jiang Jiang's chest became more charming and bright, accompanied by a rapid wheezing sound, a beautiful cry, and red dots.

In this seemingly real situation, Prince Zhaojing loved Jiang Jiang fiercely several times.

It wasn't until the little woman cried and begged for mercy and then fainted that he patiently stopped.

After the crazy indulgence, there was a moment of clarity in the brain, and he knew that there was something wrong with the singer.

But then, Jiang Jiang woke up slowly, his bright eyes were misty, and he bit his lip with a look of grievance, and Shen Tuwen couldn't care about anything else.

One night**, fleeting.

Jiang Jiang was so tired that he couldn't wake up.

Shen Tu was stable but in good spirits, and as soon as he got up and dressed, Sang Jiechen was looking for someone with him.

"Lord, the emperor has something important to announce your entry into the palace." Sang Jiechen said: "The subordinates have prepared a sedan chair for you. ”

"I'll go into the palace, you go back to the house and call the most powerful maids, and ask them to stay here and serve Jiang Jiang." Before leaving, Shen Tu Wen instructed Sang Jiechen.

"My subordinates know." Sang Juechen only agreed.

Shen Tu was proud, with a smile on his lips, still reminiscing about his intimacy with Jiang Jiang. 35xs

The taste of this little thing is so good, I can't eat enough of it.

When I entered the palace, I learned that the emperor declared that Tu Wen had entered the palace to ask him to inspect Qingzhou, and in the last month or two, bandits had appeared there again, and Shen Tu Wen needed to lead troops to pacify.

The major military affairs could not be delayed, and Shen Tuwen had to lead the troops and leave immediately.

He naturally couldn't let go of Jiang Jiang in his heart, so he wrote a letter and asked someone to give it to Jiang Jiang.

Who thought that this letter was stopped halfway by Prince Ruyi.

Jiang Jiang woke up in soreness, and it took three minutes to admit that he had ** Yu Shen Tu.

"What a loss!" Jiang Jiang grabbed his hair in annoyance: "Why do you want me to get on the bus first and then buy a ticket?" ”

Immediately after that, she learned the news that Shen Tuwen led troops to Qingzhou, so she temporarily dispelled the idea of "talking" with him.

I had to struggle to get busy with the military rations, after all, the money still had to be earned.

That day, the singer named Hongrui, Shen Tu asked someone to send her away.

It turned out that this Hongrui has always been higher than the sky, and after she came to Changle Street, she saw that Shen Tuwen often came and went here, so she had a different thought.

She thought that as a singer, she would not be a long-term law after all, and she would be good in the future, and it would be difficult to marry a good person. At most, it's just a concubine.

If you want to be a concubine, why do you want to be a concubine of those old men with fat brains?

In contrast, being the concubine of Prince Zhaojing has become her first ideal.

Prince Zhaojing is young and strong, handsome, and powerful, who is not stronger?

So that day, when she saw Jiang Jiang inviting Shen Tuwen to eat hot pot, she deliberately asked someone to create chaos on the street and trick Jiang Jiang out. Shen Tuwen also went out, and she had time to drug the wine.

After that, she asked someone to fake the news, so that Jiang Jiang thought that Yuwen Zheng had something to find her and went to Yuwen Mansion, so that she could take advantage of the situation.

What I didn't expect was that Yuwen Zhengji actually came to Changle Street just in time, and Shen Tuwen would never allow her to come forward even if she drank alcohol.

The aphrodisiacs she put into the wine were originally strong, and Jiang Jiang and Shen Tu ate spicy hot pot, which made the medicine volatilize faster.

For a while, I couldn't clean it up anymore.

Before I knew it, another month had passed.

Shi Shiran, the boy of the hanging pot, came to Changle Street to find Jiang Jiang, and Jiang Jiang was busy with people transporting military rations to the front line.

"Your complexion is not very good," said the boy of the hanging pot, "sit down and I'll check your pulse!" ”

"I also feel a little dizzy lately," Jiang Jiang sighed and sat down: "Maybe it's too busy." ”

The boy of the hanging pot seriously asked Jiang Jiang for his pulse, and said to Jiang Jiang after a while: "You can't work so hard anymore, now that the weather is hot, if you don't recuperate, I'm afraid you will"

"Is it serious?" Seeing that he was so serious, Jiang Jiang couldn't help but beat a drum in his heart.

"You leave the business here to a reliable person, and I'll take you to a quiet place to recuperate for a while." The boy said, "Can you trust me?" ”

"Why don't I believe you?" Jiang Jiang only thought he was funny: "You are the heart of a doctor's parents, for my good." ”

"Okay, then you can pack up, and we'll leave tomorrow." The hanging pot boy said.

Jiang Jiang only regarded him as a hanging pot boy because he wanted to take himself to a quiet place to recuperate, explain the business in hand, and go on vacation by himself.

She was going to pack up some of her clothes, but she felt a little disgusting, which she had been doing a lot lately, busy and tired, and the weather was hot, which would inevitably cause some discomfort, and she didn't think about anything else.

"Girl, where are you going?" Bingqing saw Jiang Jiang packing up his things and hurriedly walked up to ask, but they were specially sent by the prince to serve Jiang Jiang, and they didn't dare to be the slightest bit lazy.

"The boy of the hanging pot said that I was sick and told me to recuperate for a few days," Jiang Jiang did not hide it: "I will pack a few clothes." ”

"Then Binglu and I will follow you!" Bingqing hurriedly said: "No matter where you go to recuperate, there must always be someone around you to serve." ”

Jiang Jiang thought about it and said, "It's okay, otherwise, you won't be able to return to the prince at that time." ”

"The girl is really considerate." Bingqing and Binglu said gratefully.