Need for a Guard

Yanjing dressed up as that little eunuch, bowed her body, and left the leopard room.

His human skin mask has long been familiar to many young eunuchs. Along the way, all the eunuchs greeted him, but none of them recognized him as the emperor.

After searching for a few times, at the gate of Shude Palace, I saw two little maids next to Concubine Jing playing with Sanmao. The palace maid gasped and blushed.

Another court lady scrambled to stretch her hand in front of Sanmao, and said sweetly, "Little Maozi, why do you only show Li'er the palmistry? Why don't you show me? I don't look as good as Lier? Hello!" Eccentric, come on, show me your palm too!"

The maid named Xiao Li pouted her lips and said with a shy smile, "Sister Yun'er, brother Xiao Mao likes me but doesn't like you, who made you not gentle enough?"

Sanmao said with a smirk: "That's right! That's right, Yun'er, you are not nice. I just touched your small chest, and you turned on me. You are not gentle at all! I don't want to play with you."

He played with Li'er's little hand again and again, and said greedily: "Look, how beautiful Li'er is, although her face is not as good as yours, but her chest is much plumper and elastic! Touch it, it's cool! After she's dead, Li'er doesn't even dodge, she even pushes forward!"

Li'er's face was flushed, she twisted her waist, lowered her head and said, "Brother Xiao Mao! You're dead! Isn't this our secret? Why did you tell it? I'm ashamed."

Li'er said it was a secret, but her eyes were full of complacency, she pouted at Yun'er, both shy and proud.

Yun'er stomped her feet angrily, her eyes almost dripping with resentment.

With a chest like a steamed bun, she stepped forward and said shyly, "Little Maozi, come here, come and touch Lier now, Lier doesn't hide, you can touch it as you like! Remember not to pinch it..."

Sanmao curled her lips, and said disdainfully: "No! Yun'er, your breasts are so small, I touched Li'er's plump breasts, and if I touch yours again, it doesn't feel good, don't touch it! Don't touch it!"

Li'er covered her mouth when she heard this, and proudly puffed out her chest to demonstrate to Yun'er.

"Then... what should I do? Little brat, let me touch you, but you don't want to touch me anymore!"

Yun'er was so anxious that she wanted to cry, her eyes were full of pitiful water marks, she held San Mao's arm, and said relentlessly, "Little Mao, what do you think? Where do you want to touch?"

Sanmao was itchy from being scratched by Yun'er's little hand, and she lowered her head to stare at Yun'er's upturned buttocks.

what?

"Little Maozi, what do you see me doing there?"

Yun'er suddenly realized what Sanmao was thinking, and glanced at Li'er's provocative look, Yun'er angrily shook her sleeves, pushed Sanmao, and said disdainfully: "Little ghost, you still want to touch me Ass, do you think you are accurate in fortune telling? Brat, if you are really a man, touch my ass, and I will admit it."

"But did you grow that? So what if you touch it? Your eyes are full, why don't you die of thirst!" Yun'er snorted at Li'er, ignored Sanmaozi, and walked towards Concubine Jing's palace.

Almost at the gate of the palace, he turned his head and blushed and said, "If you don't have that... that thing, you will never even try to touch my ass in this life, I'm so mad."

San Maozi was dumbfounded, seeing Yun'er's angry and coquettish appearance, he was so similar to Junior Sister Caixia, he couldn't help getting up and chasing Yun'er.

Li'er twisted her waist at the side, seeing San Mao about to run, she hurriedly tightened San Mao's arm, smiled brightly, and said softly: "Brother Xiao Mao, don't pay attention to Yun'er, she's just like that! !"

"She doesn't play with you, Li'er plays with you, Brother Xiaomao, you can touch me wherever you want."

Sanmao ignored Li'er and chased after Yun'er anxiously, but Li'er grabbed her tightly.

Sanmao was annoyed, flung Li'er aside with a flick of his arm, gritted his teeth, and said fiercely: "Go away, how many eunuchs have touched you, who cares?"

Li'er sat down on the ground, but Sanmao's ferocious expression made her cry...

Sanmao ignored Li'er's crying and shouted loudly: "Yun'er, don't run away, little Maozi is wrong, I won't touch you anymore, I will tell your fortune! Hey...don't run away!"

Sanmao threw off his arms and rushed forward quickly. When he was about to reach the gate, he was stopped by two big inner guards.

Sanmao desperately waved to the inside: "Yun'er, come out, I won't play with Li'er anymore, I will only play with you alone, and I won't touch you anymore, can you touch me?"

Yun'er stopped, looked back at Sanmao, her eyes were like water, rippling with coquettish anger, snorted, and ran away.

A big-armed guard pushed Sanmao aside, and said with a disdainful smile: "Touch you? Where are you touching? You don't have anything, and you still want to play with Yun'er? Are you playing False Phoenix and False Phoenix?"

If Sanmao hadn't guessed to hide his identity, he really wanted to use the kung fu of sticking to the mountain to knock this flesh-faced guard into the air. He got up, spat hard on the guard, and just sprayed on the guard laughing loudly in the mouth.

The guard was so disgusted that he vomited it out in a hurry, blushing and furiously said: "You son of a bitch, I peeled off your skin."

Holding a knife, he chased after him.

"Come on! Come on! If you can't catch up, you'll be mad at you, you fat monkey!" San Mao was so dexterous that he dodged left and right to tease the guard.

The guard couldn't catch up and screamed angrily.

He was also afraid that the guard at the gate would fail his duty, so he didn't dare to chase too much, so he went back cursing...

Sanmao looked at Concubine Jing's gate with a lonely face, kicking small stones, not knowing what to do!

Suddenly he heard someone calling him: "Xiao Maozi, what are you doing? What a coincidence!"

Sanmao squinted her eyes, snorted, and said disdainfully, "What a coincidence? Damn little Jingjing, you have been secretly watching such a good show for so long, and you still call it a coincidence? You are not ashamed."

Yan Jing's face was astonished, few people in this life dared to call and scold him like that, except for Shi Yue, San Mao was the only one.

But Yanjing didn't seem to mind at all, she seemed to be scolded, but she was very comfortable.

With a happy face, he stepped forward and took San Mao's arm, urging: "San Mao, you are a troublesome woman, don't pay attention to them, let's go! Let's find a place where no one is around, and practice martial arts. I want to see which of us is better. "

"I said little Jingjing, don't bother me!"

Sanmao showed his "uncle" demeanor and hummed: "Who will compete with you? Are you also good at martial arts? You are witchcraft, do you understand? I am deeply ashamed of witchcraft."

"Really not going to the martial arts competition?" Yan Jing asked.

Sanmao snorted, "No! Get out of here quickly."

Xiao Jingjing smiled badly, pointed at the gate of Shude Palace, and said mysteriously: "Little Maozi, do you want to enter this gate and openly play games with Yun'er?"

Looking at Sanmao's shining eyes, Yan Jing coaxed and said: "Hey... as long as you practice martial arts with me and make my little Jing Jing happy, I can figure out a way to send you in in a fair and honest way, and be with you." Yun'er feels and scratches, do you believe it or not?"