I rely on Qin Shihuang to enshrine the gods

Chapter 40
His eyes suddenly dimmed, and his breathing became messy.

It's just that the girl in her arms is so delicate, she doesn't know much about the world, and she might not be able to withstand any storms.

".You are too young."

He rolled his Adam's apple a couple of times restrainedly, and placed a soft kiss on her forehead, completely lacking in the overbearing before.

"Where is it small?"

Bai Taocher pursed her lips tightly and fanned her eyelashes, "I'm not young anymore, I've already grown up."

And both are over 100 years old.

According to the age of ordinary people, he can be his grandmother. Can this still be called young?
He kneaded her face again, and her soft cherry lips.

Baitao wanted to resist, but it was wrong now, her curled eyelashes were trembling, so she could only let him bully her.

Ying Zheng played with her left and right on the bed like a doll, and every bit of it was her favorite.

A good meal is not afraid of being late, and he can afford to wait any longer. After all, the future will last forever.

The little fox whined and chirped, and the young man's eyes were dark, burying a little spark, and at this moment someone came to report, "Your Majesty, the hostess of another country came to see him from the Kingdom of Yan."

The world is full of turmoil.

Ying Zheng planted a kiss on the girl's forehead, "Tao Tao, wait here for the widow to come back."

Baitao's eyelashes trembled, seeing him get up and walk out of the palace gate.

She wondered in her heart.

Is this the end of the story?Since gnawing is so good, why not gnaw more in the future.

Baitao licked her lips, and smacked the taste.

Feeling that the taste was not bad, he stared at the shoes and fell asleep on his bed in a daze.

Little did they know that after the incident of Chengjiao subsided, Yingzheng began to take power, busy in the temple, and the arrival of Crown Prince Dan of Yan State to Qin State.

Getting along with Baitao at this time was also the time to receive the letter and leave the courtiers to rush out.

As the evening approached, Baitao woke up and hadn't seen him back yet.

She rang the bell beside the couch, "Is anyone there?"

Zhao Gao came in from the door: "I have seen the young master."

"I'm hungry, go and ask the palace servants to prepare meals."

Zhao Gao said properly: "The dining room has already been prepared, and the hot water is ready, my little master, should I take a bath first or eat first."

Why didn't he follow Brother Zheng's side, instead he dealt with trivial matters in the inner palace, Bai Tao felt strange, but didn't ask any more questions, just said: "Let's take a bath first."

After washing up and coming out refreshed, Baitao saw that the table was full of delicacies.

Bright red deer and turtle meat was cooked in a cauldron.

Half a lamb chop, a roast chicken, three big pot helmets baked with white flour, and two bowls of Hu spicy soup.

She sat down obediently and asked, "Haven't you come back yet?"

Zhao Gao: "Your Majesty is still discussing matters, and ordered the slaves to serve the young master for dinner first."

Baitao nodded, and picked up the roast chicken with chopsticks, "Brother Zheng has never been busy so late before, so busy that he forgot to sleep and eat."

Zhao Gao said with a smile: "Your Majesty is different now, and now Xiangguo needs to listen to you more."

Baitao was not interested in the affairs and entanglements of the previous dynasty, "Zhao Gao, where are you from?"

Zhao Gao lowered his head and said, "The slave is the sinner of Qin."

"sinner?"

"Yes."

Zhao Gao said again, "This slave is from Zhao. My father was captured in Qin State at that time, and my slave grew up with my father in Qin since childhood. When I was old enough to enter the palace, my slave had no roots, but he already regarded Qin as his own. My own roots, and because I can write prison orders at a young age, and I can recite Qin's decrees fluently, this is why I am supported by the emperor."

He said sincerely, "This slave is very grateful to Qin and to the king."

At this moment, Ying Zheng walked in from the outside, and Zhao Gao quickly retreated.

Bai Tao took a sip of Hu spicy soup in her clay pot, and said to Ying Zheng who came in, "You slave is loyal to you."

"It's just a slave." He wiped his hands and sat beside her, "It's his duty to be sincere."

Baitao didn't mention it either, "You said you asked me to wait for you, why did you come back so late, did you encounter some troublesome things?"

"I met some." Ying Zheng pursed his lips: "Tao Tao, you only waited for me for half a day, but I have been waiting for you for 81 days in Xianyang Palace."

"."

Oops.

Baitao just asked casually, but he didn't expect that incident in his heart hadn't passed yet.

Baitao quickly rolled the deer and turtle meat with a pot helmet and handed it in front of him, and said with a guilty conscience, "Brother Zheng, are you hungry?"

Ying Zheng paused, took a big bite out of her hand, and took it.

Baitao tore the chicken again, rolled a chicken-filled pot helmet, and placed it in front of him.

It is calculated that as long as she rolls it fast enough, she can stop him from asking questions.Ying Zheng's eating speed didn't seem fast, and he even carried a bit of dignity.

But the speed was like a hurricane, and the three big pot helmets were all spun into his mouth within a moment.

It also includes a tripod of deer and turtle meat, half a lamb chop, half a roast chicken, and a bowl of Hu spicy soup.

Nothing was wasted.

Even though Baitao was used to it, she still couldn't help feeling: "Brother Zheng, you eat a lot."

Ying Zheng wiped his mouth, and threw the handkerchief on the case, "The widow is a man, not a little girl like you, it should be this kind of appetite."

Sometimes the amount of food intake is also listed as a contest between warriors.Baitao always wanted to make him forget about that, so she nodded her head, "Brother Zheng is the best."

Ying Zheng glanced at her. Her small face was not as big as his palm, but her wide eyes were round and bright, and the pleasant words that came out of her mouth pierced her heart.

What he did was also stabbing directly into his heart.

"You have been running for three months." He went straight to take a shower.

Baitao: "?"

How did this go around and come back again?Why is it not over yet?

It's really good noodles and small belly chicken intestines.She was still guilty before, but now she has a posture of "what can you do with me".

She went straight to the couch, covered her with a quilt, and occupied the bed, intending to let him sleep on the floor.

Ying Zheng had just finished taking a bath, his black hair was hanging down, and he was wearing a loose black robe. As he walked, his curvy abdominal muscles were looming.

When he saw the little bulge on the bed, his eyes darkened, "Taotao?"

"I've occupied this bed today." Baitao grabbed the quilt and moved it to the far side, covering her face, "You are not allowed to sleep on the bed."

Ying Zheng pulled down the quilt covering her face: "This is the widow's bedroom, why don't you let the widow sleep on the bed?"

Baitao said calmly, "You're a big man, and I'm a little girl, so what's the matter if you give me the bed? You're so stingy."

"Sharp teeth and sharp mouths."

Baitao bit the back of his hand lightly, and said vaguely: "If you change the story, I will allow you to sleep on the bed."

"." He laughed angrily, "Confucius is right, but women and villains are difficult to raise."

Baitao loosened her teeth, "Forget it, Brother Zheng, you can go to the floor shop."

As she said that, she tore off the quilt and covered her head, but unexpectedly, the big hand she had bitten just now picked her up from the quilt.

Before Baitao had time to grind her teeth, Ying Zheng threw her into the couch, and he wrapped her tightly in the quilt, "Heartless."

Baitao couldn't break free, she puffed her face and said, "A gentleman moves his mouth but doesn't move his hands, you can move your mouth and hands anyway."

Yingzheng lay beside her, and Baitao was about to bite his neck, he closed his eyes with a tired look on his face, "Taotao, have you really missed me these three months? "

Baitao closed her teeth, the chrysalis broke free twice, hesitated for a moment, covered him and herself with the quilt, and found a comfortable position under his arms.

"No misses."

"how many?"

He turned over, leaned over with a handsome face, lifted her chin, and pecked her lips lightly.

Actually not much?
All Baitao was thinking about was, wasn't three months just a snap of the fingers?
She has lived for hundreds of years, but she just went away for three months, how could he be so worried about her.

But he certainly wasn't happy when he said that.

She thought for a while: "I miss Brother Zheng more than the moon at night."

Ying Zheng was extremely happy to hear that, he hugged Baitao and leaned against his chest, grabbed her head and kissed her.

It was a long and lingering kiss, and Baitao was so numb from the kiss, she couldn't help clinging to his neck with her hands. If he gnawed it well, she would enjoy it very much.

After a long time, Ying Zheng let go of her, wrapped his arms around her waist to fit him tightly, patted her on the back and said, "It's getting late, Taotao, go to sleep."

"hold head high?"

In fact, after sleeping in the middle of the night, Baitao is not sleepy now, and wanted to cling to him for a while to talk, but in the blink of an eye, he found that he had already fallen asleep.

Maybe it is very tired.

She blinked twice, curled up with her ears against his heartbeat.

Just after kissing, the three tails on her tailbone are inexplicably excited, and she wants to break free from itching.

Baitao thought for a while, then simply let out her tail and licked the tip of the tail, then wrapped her three tails around his waist quietly, and opened her eyes until dawn.

*
Early the next morning, Ying Zheng woke up as usual.

Bai Tao put her tail back a long time ago, pretending to be sleeping soundly.

Suddenly feeling the light kisses on her eyelashes, her eyelids trembled non-stop, and when she opened them, Ying Zheng's handsome profile came into view.

He said, "Are you awake?"

"Hmm."

Baitao squinted her eyes and yawned lazily, then rolled down from him, "I'm awake, Brother Zheng, you go to court."

I don't know if I don't turn it over, but as soon as I turned Baitao, I saw a few fox furs on his waist.

Baitao shuddered, and when Ying Zheng was about to get up, she threw him down, "No! You can't leave yet."

Ying Zheng: "Huh? Can't bear to be alone?"

"Yes, I just can't bear Brother Zheng." Bai Tao perfunctory, her claws grabbed the fox fur on his waist, not letting go of every corner.

Ying Zheng followed her hand to look at it, and in a hurry, Bai Tao raised her head and kissed him.

"Boom-"

Ying Zheng froze, the girl was charming and charming, her hair snaked down into her collar, undulating on a little snow exposed on her chest, making it impossible to move her eyes away.

He was a young man, at a young age, and because of the venison he ate last night.

At this moment, a wave of heat spread to his limbs and bones, which made him almost unable to control it. He tightened his grip on the quilt, and said in a hoarse voice: "Tao Tao, you come down first."

"No, no, wait a minute."

The hands of the biased girl were still on fire, starting to burn into a sea of ​​flames.

"Wait." Baitao touched it twice, and said in a daze, "Brother Zheng, are you hiding something?"

Yingzheng's ears were burnt to the bone, he got up quickly and ran away as if fleeing.

Only Baitao was left holding the ball of fox fur in his hand.

Strange, what happened to him?

At this moment, the maidservants outside filed in with hot copper basins.

When Ruier saw Baitao on the couch, the corners of her mouth turned up, teasingly, "Little master, did you sleep well last night?"

Baitao put away the hairball, "It's okay."

Rui'er burst into laughter in her heart, and came over again and said: "It's always a bit painful for a woman at the first time, so I'll be fine, little master, just bear with it today."

"what?"

Baitao felt that she was baffled, so she lifted the quilt and got up, "Why can't I understand what you are talking about?"

"It's a matter of course, how can this be a dumb fan?"

Rui'er thought she was shy, so she stopped joking.

She leaned over to inspect the quilt, and found that there was nothing on it, the smile on Rui'er's face froze.

Impossible, the little master and Junshang have also reached the age of knowing Mu Shaoai, a lonely man and a widow live in the same room, it is too abnormal for nothing to happen.

What's more, matters of love and love are all talked about by men and women, so it's no big deal.

She tried to ask again: "Really. No?"

Baitao is as pure as white paper: "What's the matter?"

Ruier collapsed.

Who the hell is wrong.

(End of this chapter)