Zhao: "! ”

Her lips and tongue were encroached upon, and the fragrant tea followed the other party's attack into her mouth.

Ah Zhao was forced to swallow something that I don't know if it was tea or something, but Zhao Yin still refused to let her go.

The thoughts that had been piling up for days exploded at this moment.

His lips and tongue encroached on every inch of her mouth, staining her own traces, and even wished to eat people directly into her stomach.

The hands around the waist became tighter and tighter, and there was not the slightest gap between the two.

Zhao Yin sighed with satisfaction: The anxiety that I couldn't see in those days was finally soothed in such an intimate embrace.

Zhao felt very dry, thirstier than before.

The place where the two lips and tongues meet seems to be the only source of cool and water.

She gradually became active from passive bearing.

Hands on his shoulders, small tongues even tentatively probing into the other's territory - the result of which was violently suppressed, of course.

By the time this frantic kiss was over, Ah Zhao was almost out of breath.

She breathed heavily, glaring indignantly at the perpetrator.

Zhao Yin was seen by this glance, and only felt a tightness in his lower abdomen.

He smiled bitterly and stretched out his hand to block Ah Zhao's eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "Don't look at me like this, Zhao Zhao." ”

Ah Zhao was unhappy: "You kissed me for so long, I glared at you, and you still have opinions......"

Her words stopped abruptly.

Because Zhao Yin hugged her tightly again.

The close bodies of the two made her clearly feel the man's momentum.

"You, you, you......"

Zhao Yin said in a low voice: "If you look at me like that again, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold it anymore." ”

Ah Zhao was so shocked that he was about to run to the side, how could Zhao Yin let her run away?

He hugged her hard.

"Either honestly let me hold it for a while, or ......" he bit her ear and whispered a few words in her ear.

Ah Zhao's whole face turned red.

"Hooligans!" She scolded indignantly.

Zhao Yin chuckled and sighed: "I really wish I was a hooligan." ”

Then you don't have to put up with it.

Ah Zhao didn't dare to move now, and obediently let Zhao Yin hold her.

The two chatted with each other.

"Are you well?"

"Well, I've wanted to come a long time ago, my father detains me, and he doesn't watch me drink medicine every day."

"He's worried about you."

"But I want to see Zhao Zhao sooner......"

Zhao Yin stretched out his hand to pin a strand of hair that slipped down his cheeks for Ah Zhao, and said softly: "I promised Zhao Zhao, when I come out, I will take you home." ”

Ah Zhao deliberately glanced at him: "Home? Where is home? The Yanwang Mansion was copied. ”

Zhao Yin smiled: "Then go to our new home." ”

"A new home?"

"Donggong, do you like it or not?"

"I don't know, I haven't been in to see it."

"It's okay, when you move in, you can arrange it whatever you want."

Ah Zhao yawned lazily.

Zhao Yin hugged her and sat down: "Sleepy? Then sleep for a while. ”

Ah Zhao nodded, relaxed and fell asleep in his arms.

Zhao Yin gently kissed her on the corner of her forehead.

"I'm afraid it won't work today, Zhaozhao, wait for me tomorrow, and come to pick you up."

He came in a hurry today, and he couldn't just take Ah Zhao into the palace in a hurry.

Zhao Yin called Zheng'er over to look at Ah Zhao and went to the study by himself.

King Beiding has changed into his regular clothes and is reading a book of war.

"Father-in-law, tomorrow, I will come to welcome Zhaozhao into the palace."