Yu Wenchu was blown away by Mingzhu's fragrant wind, although he still remembered that he was sick, and he couldn't get too close to Mingzhu, so as not to pass the illness on their mother and son. However, he really wanted it, just casually touching nothing, right? He looked at Mingzhu with burning eyes, suggesting that Mingzhu could be like this, that, that.

Mingzhu smiled slightly, nudged him gently, and he leaned back, waiting for that exciting moment to come.

Mingzhu slowly peeled off his clothes layer by layer, dipped his fingers in water, and at two o'clock on his chest, he picked up his mouth and blew a breath, and was satisfied to see that he shivered, obviously wanting to sneeze, but His Royal Highness has always had excellent endurance, and he can endure what people can't bear, although he endured tears, he still endured this sneezing of the scenery.

It seems that this is not enough.

Mingzhu dipped in the water again, drawing it all the way down from his lips, over his chin, Adam's apple, and his well-defined chest, and down the midline of his abdominal muscles, to his navel, where she stopped and concentrated on filling his navel. And with this as the center, it spreads out in all directions, and draws a blooming golden thread chrysanthemum.

Only the last drooping petal of the golden thread chrysanthemum has not been painted, Yu Wenchu has been unbearable, on one side is temptation, on the other hand is illness, he and the two devils are struggling, and they are about to endure it anymore. He whispered to Mingzhu in a hoarse voice: "Zhuzhu, Zhuzhu, good Zhuzhu......"

Mingzhu stopped his hand and asked him with silky eyes: "Does Your Highness want to suppress me now, or do I want to suppress you?" ”

The head can be broken, the blood can be shed, and the husband's spirit cannot be lost, and he said and denied it, which is tantamount to slapping himself. She is now so triumphantly starting to her tail, won't she even more so in the future? Yu Wenchu thought about the blue smoke on his head, but he refused to bow his head, turned his head to the side, and said angrily: "I'll press you!" I'll press you when I'm ready, don't you want to turn over! ”

Mingzhu was suddenly furious, she spent so much effort to get such a sentence? A stinky man who doesn't know what to do! Originally, she thought that if he was soft or something, she wouldn't bother with him, since he wanted to support himself, then forget it.

The angrier she became, the more charming she smiled on her face, dipped in water as usual, and outlined the last petal with thick ink and color, outlining to the bottom, and taking out all the brushstrokes of painting, hooking, striving, lifting, pressing, straight, reverse, positive, side, hidden, fast, slow, twists and turns; Flat, round, staying, heavy, changing, evenly distinct, pen to hand, round and powerful, implicit review, not slow, the last is like a mountain falling stone, making people in a trance nervous and afraid, but extremely looking forward to it.

And then...... And then...... The stone that should have fallen did not fall, it hung in mid-air, it did not go up or down, it did not move.

Mingzhu looked at Yu Wenchu slyly and complained in a low voice: "My hands are sore, what should I do?" ”

Yu Wenchu glared at her hatefully, he couldn't go up and down in one breath, thinking of the Zhou Nushi and wolfberry pork kidney porridge she sent, and then thinking about the moment when she was in Zhaochuntai, and what she did just now, he almost wanted to eat her, it was best to make her cry and call her mother, and she couldn't get out of bed for three days.

But...... He looked at Mingzhu's flat lower abdomen, and the anger in his stomach was extinguished, but it was really angry, he had a gloomy face and wanted to get up, leaving Mingzhu with an indifferent and angry back.

But Mingzhu refused to let go of this opportunity, she grabbed him quickly, and blew on his chest and abdomen, the water-stained abdomen was cold, and it was very stimulating, Yu Wenchu couldn't control a loud sneeze, and tears and snot came out together.

So the cold is no more.

Mingzhu hugged her stomach and laughed.

Yu Wenchu glanced at her with a gloomy face, but he was not in a hurry, he slowly reached out and touched a piece of Jinpa, wiped his tears and nose, threw it on the ground, and touched a piece of Jinpa, and wiped the water stains on his belly. He stood up, slowly draped his clothes and belts, and turned to walk out.

Mingzhu is a little skeptical, it can't be that she has suffered a serious blow, she is really angry, right? I don't know if her moment just now will be the same as the operation she is about to carry out, after being too frightened, it will no longer be humane?

She coughed lightly and called out to Yu Wenchu: "The night is already very deep, where is Your Highness going?" ”

"I'm going to listen to the Snow Building." Yu Wenchu was quite negative.

This is the middle of the night to listen to the snow building? Doesn't that sound like a thing? Do you want her to persuade him to stop him and let him not go? Mingzhu hurriedly went to pull Yu Wenchu: "Don't, it's so cold outside, Your Highness, you are still sick." ”

Yu Wenchu gritted his teeth: "You also know that I'm still sick?" ”

Mingzhu pretended to be deaf and dumb: "It's because I know that you are sick, so I don't dare to let you work too hard." He lowered his voice again and whispered: "Your Highness, I don't understand much, just now, it won't have a bad impact on you, right?" ”

"What do you mean by a bad influence?" Yu Wenchu didn't quite understand what she meant, and asked very humbly.

"For example, when you do this and that in the future, you can't do this and that." Mingzhu said it very vaguely and elegantly, but the meaning was unobstructed.

Yu Wenchu was really mad this time, he directly turned off the light, grabbed Mingzhu accurately, and threatened her in a low voice: "Now let you know what a husband is!" Let's see if we can do this and that! ”

Mingzhu was taken aback and hurriedly begged for mercy: "I was wrong, I was wrong, I haven't been three months old yet!" Tang Chun said no, no! ”

Yu Wenchu ignored her at all, pulled her over and forced her to lie on the couch, panting and touching enough, and it wasn't really like that, biting her shoulder and spilling her. Lin reached out and touched it, licked her ear piercing, saw her tremble, and chuckled: "You're not a good person either!" You're thinking about me too. ”

Mingzhu hated it so much that he jumped up and was about to settle accounts with him, but he smiled refreshedly and went out in his clothes. After a while, Su Lan and Su Jin whispered to Mingzhu outside: "Princess, the hot water is ready." Do you want to bathe now? ”

The house was dark, Mingzhu didn't know what the scene was, she couldn't clean it up first, she couldn't let someone come in like this, and she couldn't afford to lose that person, so she was so anxious that she was about to cry.

Just as he was wandering to himself, the door rang softly, the lights came on, and Mingzhu said angrily: "Who let you in?" ”

saw Yu Wenchu in a plain robe, black eyes like paint, holding the lamp with a smile, standing there quietly looking at her. Mingzhu breathed a sigh of relief, but she didn't want to deal with him, so she snorted and turned her face away.