[232] The king of a country

It's just that what he didn't expect was that this disgusting Duan Yiyao didn't come with him.

Do something disgusting to disgust him.

He won.

Yun Mumu's shout of "Yao Lang" was like a bayonet, and it stabbed into his heart.

A few days ago, I said that I would cooperate with myself and help myself, and I turned my head and threw myself into the arms of other men.

What about Yaolang? It's shameless.

He was angry with her word "Yaolang".

was very angry, but when she saw her innocent little face, she forced her temper back.

He's just too used to this woman, and it's time to teach this woman a lesson.

The man held the Longquan Sword in his hand, the blade reflected half of his face, and his eyes were extremely cold.

Yun Mumu came back from bathing for some reason, and the whole person was also a lot more energetic.

She walked up to the dresser and smoothed out her green silk.

then walked to the big bed that Duan Yiyao had prepared for her, lifted the quilt, and prepared to lie down.

lifted the quilt, but his brows furrowed tightly.

The quilt is all wet, what the hell?

"Bingqiao...... Bingqiao ...... Ah Jiu ......" She turned around and shouted twice, but she didn't see Bingqiao and Ah Jiu coming in.

Of course, everyone was arranged far away by Duan Yixi in advance.

Tonight, no one wants to get close to this dormitory.

didn't call Bingqiao, Yun Mumu had to walk to the wardrobe by himself, wanting to find a set of dry bedding to change into.

When I opened the door of the cabinet, I found that the cabinet was empty, and even the clothes were gone.

"Strange, where have all the people gone?" She muttered in her mouth, she didn't even know where Duan Yiyao's eyeliner went?

She went back to the edge of the couch and checked how damp it was.

From top to bottom, it was wet, and it was very uniform and thorough.

Not even a dry place was left for her.

Yun Mumu looked at Duan Yixi, who looked calm and indifferent with a suspicious gaze.

Duan Yixi was already lying in the quilt, half of his face was buried under the quilt, and when he saw Yun Mumu's gaze, he asked calmly, "What's wrong?" ”

What's wrong with his heart.

"Your Majesty, my bed is wet." Yun Mumu frowned.

"Oh, maybe it's because it's been too humid lately." A man replied shamelessly.

Yunmumu: ......

What kind of humid weather can wet the futon like this?

"What about the clothes in the closet?"

"Oh, clothes, I'll let Bingqiao take them all to the Huanyi Bureau to wash, tomorrow the weather will be good."

"All? Took it overnight? ”

"Hmm."

"What will the concubine wear tomorrow?"

The more Yun Mumu talked about it, the more he felt that this Duan Yixi was very suspicious.

Duan Yixi's eyes drifted away, "How do I know?" ”

After finishing speaking, he paused for a while, and then looked at Yun Mumu's couch.

Then the corners of his mouth rose, and he couldn't suppress a smile, and said compassionately: "In that case, then tonight, I will allow you to sleep with me." ”

Yun Mumu looked at the narrow smile on the man's face, squinted his eyes and asked, "Your Majesty, could the water on the concubine's couch be splashed by you?" ”

Duan Yi was anxious, and shouted with a red face and neck: "I am the king of a country, how could I do such a thing? ”

Yun Mumu: Look at your weak heart, it's not you, who else?

Is it okay to die and not admit it?

Does she look dumbfounded?