Chapter 260: Love Is Not Worth a Tael (2)

Zhai Xiying returned to Lanyuan from the palace, pushed open the door, and saw Youruo and Lu Rong's master and servant fiddling with the villain's clothes.

The small clothes are very exquisite, and I look at Lu Rong's handiwork with joy, and the needlework and sewing are also very close.

Youruo put down her clothes, saw Zhai Xiying with a light smile on her face, held up her clothes and asked, "Is it good-looking?" Dress for my son! ”

Zhai Xiying nodded and glanced at Lu Rong. Then, Lu Rong withdrew with a smile in play.

"You didn't do it, did you?" Zhai Xiying knew that the female red was faint, and she couldn't take it.

Youruo glared at Zhai Xiying and asked, "What?" Look down on me? ”

"Nope!" Zhai Xiying's smile, with a clear meaning, was glared at by Youruo fiercely.

"Is something happening in the palace?" Seeing that Zhai Xiying has been smiling, although the corners of his mouth are not raised high, he still looks very flat.

Zhai Xiying turned her head to look at Youruo, she was packing up the child's clothes, and returned: "Tonight's palace banquet is indeed very exciting!" ”

Zhai Xiyou's painful expression fell in Zhai Xiying's eyes, it was absolute happiness!

"The six princes resist marriage?" You guessed.

Zhai Xiying stared at Youruo for a while, "You really know Zhai Xiyou!" "The tone is like jealousy.

"No, I just know where the smile on your face comes from!" You Ruo moved to put the child's clothes in the closet.

"So, you know this king?" Zhai Xiying trapped Youruo in front of the closet.

His chest, facing Youruo's face, can collapse the bridge of Youruo's nose if he goes three centimeters further.

"Fuck off." Youruo raised his eyes and indifferently let Zhai Xiying borrow.

Zhai Xiying didn't follow, and began to bend over, propping his hands on the wardrobe, and the evil aura on his whole body approached Youruo, "You let this king go?" ”

The red lips were exaggeratedly raised, and the deep dimples and the disdain in the eyes were sent to Zhai Xiying, "Please prince, go farther!" ”

"You're going to let this king go farther?" Zhai Xiying followed Youruo's words and kept asking rhetorically.

Yu Ruo snorted heavily, and smiled, "Lord Wang~... Please... Keep rolling! The last few words of Youruo are almost shouted.

shook Zhai Xiying's ears several times. One hand left the closet, clasped Yuruo's jaw, and his mouth went up.

Youruo's hands kept pressing against Zhai Xiying, but the dead man's strength was too great, and his body was too heavy, and Youruo couldn't push him away at all.

was constantly sucking her lips by Zhai Xiying, sucking away the secluded air, making her brain lack oxygen, and cooperating with Zhai Xiying's lips and tongue to stir.

Feeling that the little woman was about to run out of breath, Zhai Xiying let go of her.

"Zhai Xiying, are you playing with me?" Youruo stared at Zhai Xiying hard, and both eyes burst out.

"Cabinet knock?" Zhai Xiying thought about its meaning, then woke up and said with a wicked smile: "This king wants to come with you even more, bed dong!" ”

Youruo roared unceremoniously: "Dream! ”

Zhai Xiying laughed, and hugged Youruo with both hands when she didn't have time to react.

Youruo was lying in Zhai Xiying's arms, clasping Zhai Xiying's neck with both hands, threatening: "If you dare to bully me, I will let you see the king of Hades now." ”

"Pinch!" Zhai Xiying said a word indifferently.

Youruo increased his strength, but Zhai Xiying's face remained unchanged and was not affected.

Youruo continued to pinch, and the smile on Zhai Xiying's face became more and more obvious.

"It's not fun!" In the end, it was Youruo who took the initiative to give up the opportunity to 'strangle' Zhai Xiying, this dead man is iron-beaten, hard-boned!

Zhai Xiying looked at the woman in her arms arrogantly, her mouth was close to Youruo's ear, and her voice rubbed against Youruo's ear, "With your current ability, an ant can crush you!" ”

After listening to it, you really want to slap Zhai Xiying! Dead Demons!

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(Markor Literature-)