Seeing him coming, the little emperor made a move, his hand bones turned white, and he clutched the cinnabar pen in his hand.

She looked up, looked at him with a blank face, and did not answer.

Jun Zui smiled, and seemed to be in a good mood: "The emperor is in better health?" ”

Hearing him ask, the fire in the little emperor's heart suddenly flared up.

She threw the pen out of her hand, and the cinnabar pen smashed onto Jun Zui's sleeve, dyeing a bright red.

"Hypocrisy!"

Jun drunken body paused, and smiled: "The minister just cares about the emperor, why is it hypocritical?" ”

The little emperor raised his voice angrily: "You rebel thief!" ”

Seeing her angry, Jun Zui stepped forward, gently picked her up from her seat, and put her on his lap despite her struggles.

On the day of the wedding, he did go too far, and the little emperor froze as soon as he touched his skin.

Jun Zui felt the stiffness of the person in his arms, and stretched out his hand to caress her back: "It's always a little uncomfortable the first time, and it will be fine slowly in the future." ”

As soon as he heard "It'll be fine slowly in the future", the body of the person in his arms became more and more stiff, but his face still had a fierce expression: "Jun drunk, don't deceive people too much!" ”

Looking at the person in his arms, Jun drunk pursed his lips and smiled.

Too much deception?

Is it because you have a life-and-death enmity with me that deceives people too much, or do I deceive people too much about you?

Jun drunk didn't want to say more, he only wrapped her in his arms, stretched out his hand to pick up the fold on the table, unfolded it, held her hand with his right hand, took a cinnabar pen, and controlled her hand in this posture and criticized it on the fold.

How could the little emperor be willing to comply, and his right hand tried to break free.

But how can she see how much strength she has in front of Jun Zui, and the cinnabar pen in her hand is still steadily finished.

The little emperor gasped and stared at him deadly.

Jun was drunk and put aside the approved folds, and took another one, wanting to continue to help his little emperor finish the folds like this.

The little emperor threw the pen in his hand to the ground, trembling with anger.

Jun drunk and didn't think it was a pestle, so he pinned the face of the little emperor in his arms and let her look at him.

"What does the emperor think of these two days?"

How is it? Like a bird in a cage, trapped in a cage by people, what can it do?

She didn't answer, and Jun Zui didn't care.

He said slowly: "Now in the court, the emperor can't compete with me, and in the palace, he can't screw me, how does the emperor want me to repay a thousand times more?" ”

Seeing that the person in his arms did not answer, Jun Zui reached out and pushed her to the table.

The little emperor's reflexive backhand propped up the edge of the table, and Jun Zui easily broke her legs.

The little emperor was stunned for a moment, and then stretched out his hand angrily, but was held down.

In this position, Jun was drunk and bullied.

He couldn't see any emotion clearly in his eyes, but the corners of his mouth were hooked, revealing an expression that seemed to be smiling but not smiling: "I have an idea, I don't know if the emperor is willing to listen to it?" ”

The little emperor tilted his head and refused to pay attention to him.

Jun drunk and said to himself: "It's better to ...... The emperor serves me with Israel, if the minister is happy, he will return the household to the emperor first, okay? ”

There has always been only a concubine and a servant of the king, how can there be an emperor and a courtier, the little emperor gritted his silver teeth: "You! Absurd! Think! ”

Jun drunk chuckled: "The emperor refuses, the minister, so he has to ask for it himself." ”

With that, he took his hands wrong and stripped off the clothes of the person in front of him.

"Let it go!" Not to mention prostitution during the day, it is still in a place like the imperial study, and the little emperor struggles harder and harder.