I just want to be a group pet

Chapter 186 Chest

This is punishment.

Uncle Huang, please cut my neck with a knife.

"Uncle Huang, do you know what you are doing? You are confused." Li Yushu tilted his head and leaned over, and put his hands on Li Aotian's forehead: "It's not hot, why did you say something stupid? .”

Her lips are still stained with a bright color, which is the moisture left when Li Aotian bit her just now.

Li Aotian felt a numbness on his forehead.

He grabbed Li Yushu's wrist and chuckled lightly: "The emperor broke the secret of the humble minister, shouldn't he pay a price?"

"The emperor's uncle is just relying on it." The secret he overheard by accident became an excuse for the emperor's uncle to bully him, Li Yushu shook off the emperor's hand, lay down again, and wiped his mouth dry.

Uncle Huang's mouth is so dirty, what's the point of kissing himself?

Why did such a disaster happen to the royal family? If the late emperor knew about it, he would be furious.

Li Aotian lay back on the wicker chair, with the attitude of 'this king is just relying on you, what can you do to this king'.

Seeing that he was in need of a beating, Li Yushu bit her fist, thinking, it's better not to offend this plague god, she smiled and leaned forward: "Okay, the emperor can do whatever he wants, I agree with the emperor." , Tomorrow I plan to give Uncle Huang a surprise."

"Yes." Li Aotian immediately vetoed it, instead of hoping for Li Yushu's so-called surprise, he sneered: "I'm afraid it's just a surprise but not a joy."

Li Yushu hissed: "How can the emperor distrust me so much, tomorrow, no, later, I will give the emperor a surprise."

"I will wait and see." Li Aotian said meaningfully, his eyes sized her up without any scruples.

She watched Li Aotian leave with a smile, and after watching his back disappear, she rolled her eyes at him, and shouted at Jasmine: "Jasmine, Shi Mo."

This was the first time Jasmine saw Li Yushu so seriously.

She spread a piece of rice paper on the bandstand, dipped in ink and stuck her head, wondering what to think.

"Is the emperor going to study hard?" Jasmine asked quietly: "Could it be that the emperor wants to get all the ink back in his belly? Then compete with the emperor's uncle for the position?"

"I'm not stupid." Li Yushu drew a stroke on Jasmine's face with his brush and ink: "Go, go, don't disturb my thoughts, what kind of clothes I'm thinking of making."

Hearing that the milk tea in Jasmine's hand almost dropped: "Emperor, are you going to be a tailor? Why did the Emperor rob the Ministry of Internal Affairs?"

"What, I have to think about what kind of patterned clothes the waiter in the restaurant wears to make it look special." Li Yushu racked his brains and said.

"The emperor thinks about it slowly." Jasmine turned around and went to make the bed for Li Yushu.

With a flicker of candlelight, Li Yushu's inspiration suddenly appeared, and there was it.

After she finished creating, she stretched tiredly, and suddenly felt something was wrong in the middle of her yawn: "Ah, Jasmine, hurry up..."

Jasmine, who was packing the brocade quilt in the inner hall, heard the urgent scream and ran out: "Emperor, what's wrong?"

"Zhen... why is my chest so swollen and painful?" Li Yushu maintained a posture of opening his teeth and claws, his handsome little face huddled together: "It's over, it's over, this time my breasts have become Wu Dalang's pancakes, thin and thin hard."

"The emperor touched it, and the servant girl is here." Jasmine patted her thigh. Breasts are a big deal, and she must not be negligent. She came to Li Yushu and looked around: "Emperor, does it still hurt? Can you take off your clothes?"

(End of this chapter)