Evil concubine commits peach blossom

Moving his lips, he suddenly found that although he couldn't move, his mouth could still speak.

"Bold, woman! How dare you do anything to this king!" His thin lips parted slightly, and he spit out soaring anger, and the anger burst out wantonly in the man's eyes. If eyes could kill people, the woman in front of him could be executed instantly by him.

Mao Ting shook her head helplessly. It turns out that what she learned quickly is really not good. It is obvious that her vocal skills are sure to be fixed, but because her own skills are not good enough, others still have the opportunity to speak. This can be alive and well. Proof of the fact that haste makes waste?

The thin black long braid was wrapped around the man's fair neck, and she whispered in his ear softly like blue: "I told you, you should call me, teacher. The meaning of the teacher is the meaning of your husband here." , but teachers can be divided into female teachers and female teachers. You teachers who are called sir can only be male. So, if you don’t want me to bully you, you’d better be obedient.”

"I think you are tired of working." Qi Jiaye's body was stiffened by the sudden heat, and he spoke quite uncomfortably. He hated this feeling of being restrained. What a proud person Qi Jiaye is, why? Allowing a woman to talk to him in such a strong tone, if he can move, he must not spare this woman who is looking for death.

The woman's slender willow eyebrows frowned slightly, as if a snake-like resentful gaze had been entangled with her. Mao Ting turned around looking for the gaze, and saw that the man-eating gaze came from the girl who was snuggling up against Qi Jiaye. In his arms, Lan Moling wished to cut her into pieces.

The more you look at me like this, the more I will not do what you want, and I will piss you off.

The sexy red lips evoked a faint indifference, Mao Tingsu stretched out her hand, and dragged the man out of Lan Moling's embrace.

Qi Jiaye, who had no power to resist, fell straight on her body like a log.Lan Mo lost her support, but maintained the posture she was relying on just now, and glanced at her empty palm, she was very angry: "You..." Lan Moling wanted to say something, but was deeply stuck in the down the throat.

Mao Ting picked up Qi Jiaye and walked straight up the steps of the ice pool. The wet wine was dripping on the black leather jacket, and both of them were covered with a faint scent of wine. The starter mechanism opened the stone door.

Straight rays of light rushed in from outside the door, and when she turned around, she condescendingly looked down on Lan Moling in the water like a queen, her tone was indifferent but with a domineering air: "What are you? Is it worthwhile for Huafugui to create so many false appearances? Some things can really disappear if you want to give them up.

Her body exudes a faint fragrance of wine, the sun shines on her body, coating her whole body with a layer of golden light, Qi Jiaye seems to be able to feel that there is an amazing beauty beyond her age between her brows , the wet tight leather jacket wrapped her sexy and hot body, she stood proudly like a queen, cold and compelling.

A short sentence made Lan Moling's enchanting eyes instantly filled with panic, her heart seemed to rise to her throat in an instant, she couldn't move, but she could only open her eyes and look nervously and fearfully at the domineering man in front of her. girl, she knows...

How did she know what she did...how did she find out...

Mao Ting hugged the man in distress, facing the light, and walked away lightly.Looking at the back of Mao Ting going away, a vicious look flashed in Lan Moling's eyes, anyone who dares to block her way will die!

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Fragments of sunlight flowed quietly like musical notes. In Nuo Da's study room, the woman had already changed back into a white gauze skirt. The wet leather jacket just now was uncomfortable to wear. She looked at the black robe she put on the jade The handsome man above the collapse rubbed his wrist sourly: "Hey, you are very heavy, okay, next time you have to lose weight."

He frowned, and even when he was at this point, he still had an arrogant tone: "Woman, let me go." Mao Ting poured a pot of tea, leaned on the table and said with a smile, there was a sliver of sunshine There are brisk dance steps dancing on her body, and her smile is as pure as a harmless lamb: "Call the teacher first."

His brows were so wrinkled that they could kill a fly, the black jewel earrings on his ears exuded a rebellious light, and his thin lips uttered two words coldly: "Dream."

"Okay, then I'm dreaming, and I'll help you unwind when I wake up." She took a sip of tea with her lips as beautiful as cherry blossoms, and she held a blue and white teacup and smiled sweetly , there seems to be a brilliance in the eyes, the pure white gauze dress makes her skin like snow, and her beautiful face has a warm smile.

Seeing that the man was silent, she shrugged, spread her hands, shook her head and looked at him with a hopeless expression, then put down her teacup, turned and walked out.Just when her first half of her foot had already stepped out of the door, a deep voice with a hint of unwillingness but full of magnetism came from behind: "Teacher."

If he continues like this.He's worried he's going to have cramps!

The woman turned around, smiling like a flower in the sunlight, and the child nodded in a teachable way: "Good boy."

"Teacher, let me go first." His voice was muffled, as if he was quite annoyed, and he was suppressing his rage.

"Release? Didn't I tell you, I'll be relieved after four hours." Touching the tip of her nose with onion-like fingers, the woman smiled and looked at him with an expression like you're an idiot.Then turned around and rummaged through the bookshelf.

After a while, she found a book of poems. In the 21st century, she still couldn't comprehend a few lines of poems. She raised the book of poems in her hand, bathed in the sun, and said to him with a light smile: " In those two hours, the teacher will teach you the Book of Songs."

"Smoky cage, cold water, moon cage and sand, mooring Qinhuai at night near the restaurant. The merchant girl doesn't know the hatred of subjugation, and she still sings flowers in the backyard across the river." Holding the book, the woman read this collection over and over again, and there is actually Du Mu's poem here , it seems that this belongs to the descendants of the Tang Dynasty, but it is not known in which era the Liliang Dynasty was left behind, and even later generations have no records of this dynasty.

"Can we change a poem, teacher!!! You have recited this poem five times!!!" Qi Jiaye shouted impatiently with his fire-breathing eyes, the wine on the black robe had already dried up , but he was still uncomfortable in the clothes, he really wanted to strangle her!

The woman changed her clothes by herself, and left herself here to listen to her recite the poem, even if she recited it, this woman could recite it five times in front of her!

The woman's eyes blinked, like a butterfly spreading its wings: "Don't you think this poem portrays it quite well? What he wants to express is that these ignorant singers don't even understand the hatred of subjugation, and they still sing the sound of subjugation! In fact, this It is a pretext, and what he satirized was actually the politics of the late Tang Dynasty: the officials were addicted to wine and sex again, and quickly followed in the footsteps of Chen Houzhu. I have always liked this poem with such a deep sense of rise and fall in the corner of the Qinhuai River.”

His lowered voice was magnetic, and there was a dangerous breath revealed: "Do you know what this king hates the most?"

She sat side by side with him on the jade floor, and she was taken aback for a moment. Looking at the face exactly like her brother's, her heart skipped a beat, as if her brother was beside her, very close. Soft but with a kind of obsessive obsession: "What do you hate?"

She really hasn't done any research on this, and she won't do things that he hates, because she never does things that her brother doesn't like.Qi Jiaye's tone was cold, and his eyes were full of obstinacy: "This king hates it the most. Listen to the same words three times."

"But the teacher recited it five times, not three times." She looked up at him, vowing to see through the rascals to the end, as if in the past, she often called out her brother for all kinds of rascals.

"You..." Qi Jiaye seemed to be choking suddenly while eating. This woman was obviously being unreasonable but she still had an expression that she was right. This was the first time he met such a fickle woman. I don't know how to push it back, so I can only feel depressed in my heart.

When his body is released, he must catch her, so that she will have no good fruit to eat. Qi Jiaye is not so easy to tease. Calculating the time, it is almost here.

Three hours and 50 minutes, as if guessing what Qi Jiaye was thinking, Mao Ting counted the time, closed the Book of Songs, and said with a smile, what she said was even more irritating: "Okay, today's class We're here, the teacher will leave first, goodbye."

Afterwards, a certain woman left quickly in the eyes of the man who hadn't reflected it like the autumn wind sweeping away the fallen leaves, and disappeared without a trace.