The two of them lingered all night, and the next day they woke up almost noon.

Outside the palace gate, there was a circle of palace maids and eunuchs, headed by Mo Yin's personal eunuch Yu Miaoyu, all holding basins, towels, balsam, combs, makeup boxes and other things, and standing there one by one.

Manyi lay in his arms, shy and timid, afraid to speak.

Mo Yin rolled over to hold her down, burying his head in her neck.

This woman is so fragrant, this fragrance is incomparable to any woman who has sprinkled precious spices, it is really a •••••• soaked in bone marrow.

She was overwhelmed by him and writhed.

He couldn't stand her writhing, and he •••••• as if he had no bones.

His lips slid down his neck and took her.

Manyi let out an 'um' call, and he snarled harder.

Why can't I resist his charm?

The man was so frightened and enchanted that she put her hands around his back and slowly moved up to stroke his neck and hair.

I haven't been like this for many years, and at that time, He Qingyuan •••••• never been so crazy, he was a mortal after all.

Mo Yin began to become impulsive, this man's energy was endless, and no one could defeat him, unless he didn't want to.

She writhed in cooperation, letting out a 'boom' sound from her mouth.

The round was finally over, and it was past noon.

Manyi served him out of bed, and it was fascinating to see him standing in front of the window in a white robe and with his long hair scattered.

I was a little scared and a little humble, so I slowly walked over and wrapped my hand around his waist from behind.

Mo Yin pulled her to his chest: "Little goblin! ”

There was a wicked smile on his face, and it was so light that no woman could respect herself in front of him.

"I'm afraid ••••••." She muttered.

"Afraid of what? Can't I protect you? He lifted her tiny chin with his fingers.

"If I ••••••, if I let my sister know, I will never pay attention to me again."

"Then don't let her know!"

His tone was unquestionable, and it was clear that he loved Qixia.

Manyi didn't expect him to love herself, her heart had too many joys and sorrows, and she couldn't hold anything.

The two of them had breakfast, and Mo Yin was going out again, so he explained to her: "You don't have to go anywhere these days, just wait for me here, and I'll come over when I'm done." ”

After he left, Father-in-law Yu sent a large number of clothes, jewelry, rouge, spices and other things.

Manyi took it the same and looked at it, and if he liked it, he would wear it and try it, and he was dressed as red and willow green, and his heart was actually like knocking over a five-flavor bottle, and he had any taste, seven up and eight down.

His lover Qingyuan is now a little knife and pen clerk in the underworld, when will he have a bright future?

Do you have any fate with him?

Besides, he is already an old man, will he have to catch live creatures to drink blood for him in the future?

I am struggling in this demon palace, and I don't expect to be with him again!

Only •••••• only someone as capable as the Demon Lord can help him! If you don't grasp the life-saving straw of the Demon Lord, I'm afraid you won't think about it in this life.

The Demon Lord is really a •••••• a very good man.

How can this Qixia be such a good blessing?

It's really more human than human, and it's infuriating.

Even if she sins Qixia, she has to entrap the demon lord, and there is no other way out.

A man with power is the best thing to rely on!

Manyi remembered Qingyuan when he was the emperor, he was really dashing and handsome.

At that time, they lived comfortably, freely, and with supreme dignity.

Where does dignity come from without rights?

She remembered that when she was in Faguang Temple, she was sneaking around all day and not seeing the light of day, and it wasn't because there was no man with rights to protect herself!

Having made up his mind, Manyi decided to unleash a means to cage Moyin's heart.

She carefully painted herself with makeup, the eyebrows were drawn into the temples, the red rouge dotted a plum blossom makeup on the forehead, and the mouth used a little technique, drawing the lips slightly ••••••upturned like petals.

The palace maid combed her fashionable bun, and finally she chose a pink silk robe, wearing a big red belly pocket, a silver ribbon loosely tied around her waist, and an embroidered shawl to tie on her arm.

Manyi looked at herself in the mirror and looked a bit like Chang'e in the sky, a little more pretty than that Chang'e.