The tyrant has a purpose, abolishes the queen and enters the palace

When the palace door was closed again, Mu Qingwan became furious, and twisted his waist fiercely, "Xia Houlie, are you trying to let Eunuch Li see my jokes?"

"Hiss—" he took a deep breath, and Mu Qingwan raised her eyebrows and said contemptuously, "What's wrong? Why are you pretending to be like this? I didn't use much force, so what's the matter?"

A touch of danger flashed across his eyes, "Then you also give me a bite, and I will pinch you hard again to see if it hurts you."

Mu Qingwan was startled, and asked suspiciously, "Did I bite so badly this afternoon?"

Xia Houlie snorted coldly, ignored her, and continued to criticize the memorial.

Being aroused by him, she must know the truth. This afternoon, she was mad because of him, and she didn't pay attention. Could it be that he really bit her badly?

While she was thinking, she began to undress his clothes, Xia Houlie simply put down the pen, leaned on the dragon couch and let her move.

"Oh, turn around a little bit, it's hard to untangle this way." She complained, pulling his body with both hands so that he was facing her, and finally undid the top buttons one by one smoothly.

The outer robe and the middle garment were unbuttoned layer by layer, "Turn around and let me see, um, I seem to have pinched here just now."

While talking to herself, she pressed his chest with both hands and stretched her neck to look at his waist, no matter how ambiguous their appearance was in the eyes of others.

"Ah—" When the bruised wound came into view, Mu Qingwan realized how hard she had slapped her at that time. She almost bit off the whole piece of flesh around her waist, and the wound was not treated. Still with bloodstains, the two rows of teeth marks are her masterpiece.

Although he was secretly happy that he had finally won him once, it made him suffer a bit.

But looking at such a serious wound, she still felt a little guilty. She bit her lip and didn't dare to look up at him. Although he was very bad in the afternoon, it seemed too much for her to bite him so hard.

"What? Knowing that I was wrong?" Xia Houlie lifted her black hair and sniffed lightly in her nose, admiring her annoyed look of wanting to get into the cracks in the ground.

After a long silence, she finally plucked up the courage to raise her eyes and said, "Does it still hurt?"

"Maybe it won't hurt if you blow it on." Xia Houlie continued to play with her black hair, a deep meaning flashed in her eyes.

"Oh." She nodded blankly, turned sideways and really blew on his wound.

The warm breath brushed against his skin, her soft body leaned against him, a natural fragrance slowly entered his nose, his lower abdomen tightened suddenly, his eyes darkened, he This is simply asking for guilt!

Just as he was about to ask her to stop, the door of the palace was opened from the outside. Eunuch Li walked in carrying a food box, looked up at the two people on the couch, his face was embarrassed by that ambiguous posture The red became red, "Damn the slave!"

As he spoke, he was about to step out quickly, but was stopped by Xia Houlie's words: "Bring it up."

As early as the moment the palace door was opened, Mu Qingwan had already jumped out of his embrace, and her head seemed to be fully awake. When she found out what she had done, her face suddenly turned red like a boiled shrimp , all at once buried his face on the dragon couch, never daring to lift it up again.

Xia Houlie looked at her ostrich-like behavior with great interest, asked Li Gonggong to put the food box on the table, and motioned him to go down, and after the palace door was closed again, he said: "Come out, Li Gonggong has already left gone."