The tyrant is too fierce!I'm happy with my dear concubine

Chapter 8

She poked her head out of King Qin's arms, her eyes were curious and eager to try.

"Your Majesty, is this wine good?"

"taste not good."

"Your Majesty, my concubine wants to try it~ I haven't drunk wine yet, and my father doesn't allow princesses who haven't left the court to drink alcohol."

Nanliang's discipline on women was not strict, but the royal family worried that unmarried princesses would go too far after drinking and ruin their chastity, so they explicitly prohibited unmarried princesses from drinking alcohol.

Qin Sheng had also heard about this. He smelled the bitter aroma of wine in the air, nodded, and ordered someone to pour wine for her.

As for himself, he was drinking slowly, with undisguised evil in his eyes.

It's a pity that the inexperienced girl couldn't tell. Instead, she held the exquisite wine cup with both hands with a little excitement, and licked it lightly with her tongue like a kitten.

Then he made a small face in discomfort.

The pink tongue is fleeting.

Qin Sheng sneered, and with a hook of his long arm, he hooked the stupid beauty who was out of his control and half-kneeling close to the table back into his arms.

"tasty?"

Chu Zhiyu looked at Liberty not far away with teary eyes, and shook her head upon hearing this.

"The concubine is stupid, maybe I haven't tasted it yet, I will try it later."

Speaking of which, Chu Zhiyu couldn't wait to get the flagon, she straightened her waist and moved away from the tyrant.

"You don't need to do it."

Qin Sheng gave him a look, and the servants under him were serving the wine tremblingly.

Chu Zhiyu looked back and smiled, "Your Majesty's wine cup is empty, let my concubine pour the wine for you."

This time the tyrant didn't refuse, he just casually put his hands on Chu Zhiyu's waist, allowing her to lean over to get the flagon.

"His Majesty……"

No one can resist the eager eyes, "The concubine will drink with you."

When King Qin raised his glass to his lips with an unclear expression, Chu Zhiyu snatched the half-drinked wine cup from King Qin with a charming smile.

She has a delicate and charming expression, with the complacent and charming of a girl.

"Try it, does your Majesty's wine taste better?"

Clumsily imitating King Qin's appearance and drank the wine in one gulp, Chu Zhiyu smiled like a flower, her eyes began to wander, and she lay down lazily on the table in front of her.

He half-closed his eyes and felt the smell of alcohol between his lips and teeth.

It stands to reason that the tyrant's bodily fluids should also be contaminated with dragon spirit, why is there no dragon spirit in the wine he drank?

Could it be that he didn't have enough contact?
"I still want to drink..."

Qin Sheng was surprised, "Are you drunk?"

The little beauty lying on the table was still talking drunkenly in a daze.

Only half of the butt is sitting on his lap.

From Qin Sheng's angle, he could fully see her slender waist ending abruptly at her slightly plump buttocks.

Through a thin layer of gauze, you can see her round shoulders.

Shu Meiren and Juan Meiren at the bottom scolded the vixen in their hearts, seeing that the King of Qin condescendingly picked up Concubine Chu and walked to the apse.

"Damn vixen!"

After King Qin left, Shu Meiren stopped her movements and started jumping and jumping. Who will she dance for? !

"You're so charming, I can't wait to send myself to His Majesty, I've been in the palace for so long, I haven't seen anyone His Majesty is willing to hug!"

"It's too hypocritical to pour down after ordering a drink, bah—"

The two beauties here are still jealous of Chu Zhiyu enjoying this honor, but the person who is pretending to be drunk and being hugged by the King of Qin at this moment is regretful.

She was wrong.

One should not speculate on King Qin in any way that speculates on the behavior of ordinary people.

When she thought King Qin was not interested in "corpses", he hugged himself and walked towards the apse.

Although Chu Zhiyu didn't resist the matter of serving the bed, but...

But if King Qin doesn't let go, she will immediately stage a big change for King Qin! ! !

"You hold on."

King Qin's pace became slower and slower, and finally he was about to hand over Chu Zhiyu to the maid next to him.

Hearing King Qin's slightly rapid breathing, Chu Zhiyu began to feel lucky that King Qin was a sick child.

Just holding her a few steps out of the side hall, he was already short of breath.

　Why can't King Qin do it? King Qin

　　
　
(End of this chapter)