Sometimes the right softening effect is beautiful.

Yi Mengmeng stretched out her hand to comfort her, slippery and tender.

It's very soft.

"Your Majesty is like this, but the courtiers can't share their worries, really"

"Hey, it doesn't matter, in fact, I feel that as long as I'm with you, this pain doesn't seem to be gone, it's not in the way at all, Pheasant is fine, don't be presumptuous."

The index finger rests against the pink lip flap, and Yi Mengmeng's soft voice seems to carry infinite tenderness.

The man with a stunning face blushed his cheeks and a hint of pink at the corners of his eyes.

The charm breeds, and the ambiguous atmosphere slowly spreads, gradually diffusing between the two.

Jun Qingyan didn't know what was going on with him, he should have been indifferent and even a little ridiculous about the emperor's appearance, but his heart jumped uncontrollably.

One is more powerful than the other, and the other is heavier, as if it is exploding in the ears.

The crimson color on his face didn't need the slightest scheming on his face to emerge.

was so stunning, Yi Mengmeng felt that her heart was going to beat uncontrollably.

Puff puff

One after another, and so on.

"Your Majesty is really tormenting your courtiers!"

The elegant voice sounded, but the hidden style inside made this charming atmosphere not change in the slightest, and even more lingering.

"Pheasant, as I said, don't be presumptuous"

The lip flap under her fingertips moved slightly, and the exhaled breath wrapped around Yi Mengmeng's fingers, making her eyes darken and live her mind.

The distance is tightening a little bit, and the breath between the two is becoming more and more ambiguous.

"Pheasant, rest here today"

The voice lingered, and the red lips exuded a faint breath, not the fragrance of wine, but Jun Qingpheasant felt that this breath was more intoxicating than the fragrance of wine at the moment.

It was so smoked that he almost forgot everything, only remembering the breath, only remembering the person in front of him.

"Meow"

The cat caught in the middle finally couldn't stand the space that was about to be closed, struggled, and screamed.

Yi Mengmeng, who was already about to touch the pink lip flap, was pushed violently.

The charm retreated, the lingering disappeared, and all the ambiguity became clouds of smoke because of the consequences of this cat meow.

As a cat slave, Yi Mengmeng had the urge to throw this cat cub out for the first time.

Bad things spirit!

But the wood has become a boat, and in any case, Yi Mengmeng can't be recovered.

Seeing the blur in the dark pupils dissipate little by little, Yi Mengmeng's heartache was overwhelming.

I thought I could, I could get close again!

But!

Maggi

She was uncomfortable, she wanted to cry

Jun Qing, who had regained consciousness, held the cat in his arms with a violent heartbeat that had not dissipated, and calmed his uncontrollable behavior.

A moment later

"Your Majesty, the courtiers go down first!"

The pearl-like voice is clear and crisp, without the slightest lingering intention, and it can't be calmer.

The cold Yi Mengmeng's heart is broken.

"Pheasant, didn't you say it? Stopping here tonight? ”

Pulling out what he had just said, Yi Mengmeng rubbed his fingers, and the softness just now seemed to be vaguely left in his fingertips.

The female voice was low and intoxicating in this dim time, with a hint of seduction.

"Your Majesty, this is unreasonable!"

Yi Mengmeng thought about it for a long time, but she didn't expect that there would be such a reason to refuse.

Meow!

Why is it unreasonable to get a good night's sleep?

This reason

Are you a serious couple?

hey

It's not right to get some sleep!

"It's okay, if the pheasant feels bored, but"

After glancing around, Xiaobai fell asleep, and when he saw the book in his hand, Yi Mengmeng raised his hand and stuffed it into the hand of the person opposite.

I'm afraid that someone will run away if it's too late.

"Pheasant, why don't you read a book for a while, and then I'll accompany you when I'm done."

Strive to be soft, although the voice is still cold.

Therefore, after only saying a word of refusal, Jun Qingpheasant, who was stuffed with a book of statecraft, looked at the book in his hand and was horrified in his heart, but no matter how he observed the appearance of the emperor, he did not find a trace of expression, which was completely the same as the emotion that he had worked hard to make just now and emanated from his heart.

It's like blending into the truth.

As soon as this thought passed through his mind, Jun Qingpheasant lowered his head, and a smile sneered at the corner of his mouth.

How is that possible?

Even if he had not seen some aspects of this emperor in his previous life, the appearance of a cold heart and cold lungs was buried in the roots.

Irrevocable.

Looking at the open scroll, the emperor's unchanged face was vaguely in front of him, and lines of handwriting came into view.

In any case, the emperor did not speak, but obeyed her movements.

Yu Guang glanced at the picture scroll read by the beauty, Yi Mengmeng secretly took out the hairpin from her arms and rubbed it on her fingertips, thinking about how to give gifts to people in her mind.

When night fell, she was already sitting at the dining table, and Yi Mengmeng hadn't thought about how to give it to Da Bao'er.

She was short not of time, but of timing.

The right timing is a good basis for doing more with less.

So

Otherwise, why don't you wait and give it to others?

Yi Mengmeng thought hesitantly.

Embryo, if you are afraid of being rejected, just say it, and give yourself a lot of reasons to find spicy, sure enough, human beings are face creatures. It's terrible to even ask for love to save face.

You find existence again, believe it or not, I'll pull you out and fight!

Yi Meng, who was poked in half of his heart, yelled at the brain.

Seeing the system that was yelled at and didn't dare to squeak, Yi Mengmeng left satisfied.

Is she a good face? Is it a good-looking person?

She was obviously afraid of annoying Da Bao'er.

If the timing is not right, the gift will outweigh the loss.

She's done with the calf.

What's more, Da Baoer's first impression of her was not good.

Although this impression is a product of the original body.

But who made her the original.

Maggi

Why is it so hard to fall in love?

"Your Majesty?"

Yi Mengmeng's eyes, who had been staring at Da Bao'er, dodged in an instant, but after dodging, there was an urge to kill himself.

Why are you hiding, can't you just look at it with affectionate eyes?

A good opportunity to express oneself is wasted like this, really stepping on the horse

"What's wrong?"

Even if his mind is turning, Yi Mengmeng still tries to be gentle on his face.

Well, try to be gentle and be personal!

You wait for me

When Jun Qingpheasant heard these three words, he smiled in his heart.

What's wrong?

You stare at me and ask me what's wrong?

Why did he think that this emperor was a little dull in some way?

The face is still like an immortal.

The voice is gentle.

"Your Majesty, the courtiers are cooking for you?"

"No, I can eat by myself."

After thinking about what the legendary cloth dish looked like, Yi Mengmeng decisively refused.

This kind of isolation distance must be absolutely eliminated, especially for spiritual isolation.

Jun Qing, who was just doing a face-saving job, accepted it immediately when he heard the refusal, and then ate his own food without saying a word.

It's just a pity in my heart.

It's a waste not to be able to add some ingredients to it at this time.

And Yi Mengmeng saw Da Baoer's movements, and she was puzzled.

Spicy chicken, why do I think my big treasure is different?