Chapter 8: The days are short and the nights are long

But before she could carry out this great cause to the end, the Buddhist beauty had already pushed her away, holding a posture of fairy wind and bones, and her long fingers pulled the slightly open placket for her.

"Miss Bian's responsibility is to take advantage of her subordinates so wantonly?"

Bian Laosan looked at his crowned jade face, and scolded his ancestors for the eighteenth generation completely in his heart.

This goblin is so handsome that its eyes are like hooks, and even its voice can hook people to death!

What a killer!

How could she, Bian Laosan, take advantage of others at will!?

The days are short and the nights are long, she took the initiative to kiss, this guy is not happy!?

Her fingertips rubbed the man's jade cheeks, and a pair of peach blossom eyes were sparkling, and her charm was natural, "I'll marry you." ”

"Okay." The goblin's eyebrows and eyes were slightly curved, and he smiled intoxicatingly, leaning down, also touching Bian Laosan's forehead, and touching the tip of his nose, leaving a distance of a few feet.

He opened his mouth close to her, his voice was mellow and magnetic, only the bone-eroding charm remained, "The lady's kiss skills are still a little hot." ”

He wrapped his long arms around her tightly in his arms, leaned over and dropped the lingering kiss, his lips grinding, stirring her teeth, his lips and tongue intertwined, and he sucked gently.

Bian Laosan suddenly couldn't feel the smell of pear blossom wine in her mouth, but it was like licking a piece of sweet honey, and a single kiss tempted her to betray her wholeheartedly.

encountered this fox who brought disaster to the country and the people, and she was completely ...... such a prodigal son Planted.

"Hey, my mother is really hungry, and she has to rely on gnawing people to fill her stomach......"

The fat dumpling entered the house with the osmanthus cake, saw the pair of figures lingering on the bed, raised the osmanthus cake and took a big bite, stuffed a mouthful, and sighed vaguely.

He glanced back at the gold and silver behind him, who was a few steps slower, and stretched out his chubby finger to point at her.

Jin Yin lifted the veil and came in, followed the little fat man's finger and glanced at it, his face turned white with a brush, and as soon as his hands were loosened, the stack of osmanthus cakes fell to the ground with a bang.

The round saucer trickled around and around until it came down at the foot of the bed.

Jin Yin lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, and the flush burned from his cheeks to behind his ears, and he bent down to pick up the dirty pastries on the ground, but before he could pick them up, he turned sharply and tried to flee out the door.

took two steps, but she turned around, fished over the small ball that was still watching the play on the side, and ran out of the house in a hurry.

The dumplings lay on the shoulders of gold and silver, looking at the osmanthus cake farther and farther away in distress, and wanted to cry, "Xiaoxiao hasn't eaten enough." ”

"Gold and silver."

Bian Laosan's voice in the house came faintly, and Jin Yin immediately paused, put down the little ball, and returned to the house with trembling calves.

Jin Yin entered the inner room, bowed his head and lowered his eyes, knelt down, looked at the floor with his eyes, and swallowed nervously, "Xiao...... What is the matter with the young lady calling for gold and silver? ”

"Look at how nervous you are, I'm not a jackal, tiger and leopard, you look up."

Jin Yin swallowed her saliva again, raised her head a little, and glanced timidly, only to see that on the bed, her young lady was crookedly leaning on the arms of the strange son, pinching the child's chin in front of her, and kissing them in a hooligan.

Fang Bian Laosan fainted, she listened to the maid in the front yard and broke her mouth, only to hear that this handsome son was the father of the little boy, and the old man said that the little boy was the flesh and blood of the young lady.

She thought that according to her own young lady's unruly temperament, she would not admit it, but she never thought that her young lady would wake up and take people down directly in the side room, and the young lady was most tired of those who interrupted her good deeds, and now she must have been angry to call her into the house.

Her face burned red, and she hung her head in a split second, her head about to shrink into her clothes.

But what does it mean for her to see this, she is stupid, she really can't figure it out.

"Don't call my uncle yet."