"Your Majesty's calligraphy is vigorous and powerful, just like Your Majesty's personality, mighty and domineering." Murong Jin's eyes flickered faintly.

"Oh?" Sima Mo raised his eyebrows slightly and asked, "So, what do you think of the words and sentences written on this calligraphy?" ”

"This ...... This phrase reads gracefully and beautifully, but it is too bleak. ”

Sima Mo nodded slightly, and then asked, "Do you know where this phrase comes from?" ”

Hearing this, Murong Jin bit his lip. Of course she knew, because she wrote the sentence.

Because she was moved by reading Ming Liudong's "Peach Blossom Story" at the beginning, she casually wrote these two sentences on the homepage of "Peach Blossom Story".

"The slave doesn't know." She replied with a pretended composure.

Hearing this, Sima Mo smiled, "That's it, my calligraphy is written here today, I'm thirsty, go and change me for a cup of iced Muxi tea." ”

Murong Jin seemed to have been granted amnesty, "Yes." ”

When the words fell, she picked up the teacup on the imperial case and retreated as if she had escaped.

It wasn't until Murong Jin retreated that Sima Mo's gaze fell on the notebook again, but a pair of black eyes slowly became deeper here.

Thinking of her seemingly calm appearance just now, he couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly.

Why hide your true identity? Ruoxi.

……

……

There was a thunderclap in the sky, and rain fell with a bang.

Yongming Temple.

Murong Jin bit his lip and raised his hand to reach for the button on Sima Mo's robe, but he couldn't untie it no matter how he untied it.

"Why is there still no progress at all? Well? ”

Hearing this, Murong Jin's face turned slightly red.

Sima Mo chuckled, then landed his palm on Murong Jin's waist, and then pulled it hard, and a stream of nephrite warm fragrance crashed into his arms.

"Your Majesty?" Murong Jin raised his eyes in surprise.

"Kiss me." There was a tone in Sima Mo's tone that could not be refused.

Murong Jin's face was about to burn.

Because she knew this man's temper, she could only close her eyes, stand on tiptoe, and kiss Sima Mo like a dragonfly.

However, just as her lips were about to quickly retreat, a warm palm pressed her head back, and then the slightly cool thin lips covered her lips.

I saw Sima Mo domineeringly sucking her soft lips, and the more she kissed, the more urgent she became, Murong Jin only felt that the air was getting thinner and thinner, and her stinging tongue was almost unconscious in the end.

Until Sima Mo finally let go of her lips, she just quickly took a big breath, but at this time, Sima Mo suddenly lifted her into the air.

"Ahh With an exclamation, she instinctively grabbed Sima Mo's broad shoulders with both hands.

Sima Mo walked to the dragon couch with Murong Jin in his arms, carefully placed Murong Jin's body on the dragon couch, and then raised his hand to untie Murong Jin's clothes.

Murong Jin realized what was about to happen next, so he bit his lip and closed his eyes, but his heart was uneasy.

is favored every night, and every time he is strong and domineering, she is actually powerless.

After waiting for a long time, she always found that Sima Mo did not make any further moves.

She opened her eyes, but saw Sima Mo's dark eyes looking directly at her.

She was stunned, "Your Majesty? ”

"It won't hurt anymore, I promise you!"