Fuxing Mengfei

Chapter 817 Charming Goblin
Girl, where are you scratching your restless little paws?

Even though she was soundly asleep, she still didn't forget to seduce people.

A certain king was helpless to the extreme with the chick's inherent seduction function, so he moved her little paw away, kissed her lightly on the forehead, and cursed dotingly.

"Little fairy!"

Goblin?
After a certain king ascended the court, Mo Xiaowan opened a pair of big bright eyes, with a smirk on his face.

She could say that she could do whatever she wanted on a certain king unscrupulously, spanking a leopard's butt, molesting and throwing herself down, whatever she wanted, and thinking about it, she was so excited.

In fact, she was so excited that she couldn't sleep all night, and the steady breathing sound of her sound sleep was all a fake.

Because I was too excited all night, I rolled over and over on him, and it counted wherever my little paw touched.

"Little goblin. Which goblin?"

Not made for hair?
When my uncle called out like this, Little Mo's blood boiled even more.

Last night, she didn't use the menstruation belt anymore, and the menstruation was completely clean.

Just wait, the little goblin is gearing up to get the prince's taste, and then he will throw the uncle down properly.

Probably because of the wedding of Princess Nine, Xuanyuanchen hadn't returned home in the middle of the afternoon.

Mo Xiaowan has a lot of patience, anyway, she will eat that piece of meat sooner or later, so there is no rush.

In the afternoon, she soaked in the petal bath first, and took a beautiful bath, and a quiet floral fragrance wafted away, which made her very satisfied.

Sitting in front of the bronze mirror, Fengyue wrung her hair dry with a handkerchief, and took a nap after lunch, so she was very energetic, and the person in the mirror really looked like a lotus.

In fact, the age of fifteen or sixteen is the best time of life.

That hair is really like a waterfall, black and smooth, without a hairpin, Mo Xiaowan has already been amazed by the person in the bronze mirror.

Under the light, will this color be too elegant?
"The princess is so beautiful!"

Only after Fengyue sighed, Mo Xiaowan turned her head and grabbed her hand: "Fengyue, help me paint my eyebrows and powder!"

"The princess is not going to the banquet."

Fengyue stared at the person in the bronze mirror, and sighed sincerely: "The eyebrows are dark without drawing, the lips are red without spots, and the skin color is like creamy skin. If there is more, it will get greasy, and if it is less, it will lose color. "

"That's because I'm wearing a plain dress."

Mo Xiaowan pushed Fengyue to lie on her side, went under the pillow and took out the sweater she made before getting married, put it on in a hurry, and took a photo in front of the bronze mirror.

"Look, wearing this dress makes the color of your face lighter."

"It really is."

Mo Xiaowan's dress was sewn according to the standard of modern Latin dance clothes. Gu Yun carefully measured her waist and shoulder width, and sewed it stitch by stitch according to her blueprint. Make it as good as it gets.

When Fengyue saw Mo Xiaowan wearing the shirt, her face felt hot. This shirt was even more attractive than the clothes worn by the courtesan of Tianxianglou.

Not only does it show her exquisite figure to the fullest, no matter it is from the neck down or her legs, it is just right to be looming.

Looking at the snow-white skin exposed under the neck, it is like gelatinous fat, just looking at it, I want to take a bite.

Especially those legs, because the hem of the skirt is pinched and not long, the longest part is only knee-high, and the short part reveals a section of pink and slender white legs.

Fengyue is a woman, and her blood surges at a glance.

God!

If my master saw it, he would go crazy at a glance.

(End of this chapter)