The emperor's favorite gentleman is enchanting

Chapter 8

"Chirp, chirp, chirp..." He strangled him to death.

The marshal's teary eyeballs were about to cry.

In the middle of the night, I saw a woman with disheveled hair on the corner of the street, with disheveled clothes and disheveled hair, hugging a spitz. No matter how you looked at it, it was terrifying. Fortunately, there was no one on the street in the middle of the night, otherwise she would lose face On the waistband of the trousers.

The strong wind continued to blow, and Rong Qiannian couldn't stand it any longer, she fumbled into a house, and then into a room.

Immediately, two lines of nosebleeds flowed backwards. Where is life without dog blood, and in the middle of the night, you can still encounter such a passionate scene when you climb over the wall and pry open the door.

Rong Qiannian almost fainted with a kick of her feet, wiped her nose subconsciously, and said to the room that had just opened the door: "I'm just here to borrow clothes, you go on, you go on."

After finishing speaking, he had no intention of leaving at all, and threw the Marshal away in his hand, and stared at the man in the bathtub opposite without blinking his eyes.

Good guy, he has a good figure, but it's a pity, only one is on the back.

Rong Qiannian stuck out a foot, trying to peek at the front, and suddenly, the man said, "Have you seen enough?"

Rong Qiannian froze for a moment, then smiled dryly: "Enough, enough."

The man turned his back to Rong Qiannian, slowly rubbing his back.

My mother, how can a man make such a sinful action, how can a man have such a sinful skin, how can a man have such an unbearable back, and he doesn't know the front How... Cough cough cough, Rong Qiannian coughed dryly, shook her head and walked like a cat, stepped forward step by step, squatted down, and raised her head: "I just want to borrow a piece of clothing."

Reaching out, picking up a robe, and taking a few more glances, she was willing to turn around. It's a pity, it's a pity, she didn't see the front, Rong Qiannian took a step and turned her head three times.

"Just leave like this?" The man's voice was low, with a playful look.

Rong Qiannian was taken aback for a moment, and then remembered that in ancient times, men and women were not allowed to kiss each other, so she turned her head resignedly: "Okay, I don't eat the king's meal, I will take responsibility."

The man said nothing.

Rong Qiannian gritted her teeth, touched her body, there was nothing else but the obscene clothes, she gritted her teeth, and put down the Wulingzi that hadn't been warmed in her hand: "Then I'm leaving, don't give it away."

Finally, he glanced at the picture of the beautiful man bathing and the Wulingzi on the ground, and walked away with a tangled expression, not knowing whether he was reluctant to part with the Wulingzi or the beautiful man with his bare back.

Rong Qiannian gathered the robe on her body, shook her head and sighed bitterly: Tonight is really bad.

There are even worse ones.If Rong Qiannian knew that he had sacrificed his Hue to win the Wulingzi, and just handed it over to his 'peer', he would definitely vomit blood.

Inside the room, the man got up, put on a plain white robe, the skirt was half open, and the blue silk was like splashed ink.

"Master." In the yard, a man in green clothes landed out of thin air, his lightness kung fu is amazing.

Without saying a word, the man leaned over and picked up the Wulingzi on the ground. His white fingertips were extremely beautiful: "It was she who delivered it to the door herself."

"Master, do you want to investigate thoroughly?"

The man pondered, holding his chin, and fiddled with the Wu Lingzi, which was as clear as a finger.After a while, she opened her lips lightly: "She stayed like that for a whole hour."

"Forehead?"

she?that?The man in Tsing Yi frowned, unable to understand.

The man's eyes were slightly raised, and a hint of azure blue was looming: "You said, can a woman with a clear air be unable to tell the difference between outer clothes and inner clothes?"

The man in Tsing Yi was stunned: "What did the master say?"

The man's blue hair fluttered, but he smiled and said nothing.

After a while, the man only said: "Go back to the palace."

Turning around, the man has an ordinary appearance and beautiful pupils.

This trick to win and give away treasures is really bloody!

The next day was sunny and sunny.

A dilapidated courtyard, with a missing corner door plaque hanging high, and three big characters crookedly flying like dragons and phoenixes: Beauty Court.

Here is the nest of the Ninth Miss of the Rong family. At first glance, one word: broken.Throw away the heavy rags, and then the airtight curtain of the bed...

The entire bed was covered with Shu brocade, the bed curtains were hanging down, decorated with bright white glazed jade, and the edge of the bed was inlaid with a circle of tortoiseshell... This kind of extravagance is beyond the reach of the emperor's house.

The woman's three thousand blue hair spread out, a small plain white face, long eyelashes flickering, beside the pillow, there was a fleshy ball with no face, and the white hair was also flickering, one person and one dog were sleeping dimly.

The bed curtain was raised, a gust of wind blew in, the person on the bed trembled, did not open his eyes, and followed, a burst of urging.

"Miss, miss, get up."

The person on the bed frowned and turned over, and the dog beside him also turned over.

After a while, the man muttered: "Don't disturb people's dreams here early in the morning."

"My dear lady, the sun is already rising and she's still talking nonsense."

Rong Qiannian's eyelids were fighting, she squinted, unable to open her eyes, rubbed her arms against Marshal, and continued to sleep.

"Miss, are you hiding a man?"

Surprised and stunned, Rong Qiannian lost half of her sleepiness: "Get out, I'm a woman from a good family."

"Why do women from good families have men's clothes or underwear beside their beds?"

Eyes brushed with gold powder lifted, glanced at the white robe beside the bed, and hugged it: "It's precious, I bought it for a sapling." She slapped her thigh, and Rong Yaoxie wanted to cry, "The flesh hurts." ah."

The corners of Shisan's mouth twitched wildly, how can this man be so convulsed.

Over there, Rong Qiannian stuffed the man's inner robe into the quilt, and stuffed herself in along the way, rolling around.

The sun is one point higher.

Thirteen went directly to lift the quilt: "Get up quickly."

Suddenly, there was a moment of silence, the bead curtain was rolled up by the breeze, and the man's icy muscles and bones were completely uncovered.

After a while, a loud roar came from the bed curtain: "Rogue!"

After a while, a small white hand opened the window curtain, naked with icy muscles and bones, and teased in a ruffian way: "Oh, you're still shy, don't you have these things?"

Thirteen covered his face and stomped his feet: "You rascal." He fled.

Behind him, a certain Jiu evildoer laughed, got up and dressed slowly.

Half an hour later, Shisan looked at Rong Qiannian with resentment on his face: "It's all about you, I forgot about the business, at this moment, I'm afraid Da Furen is waiting in a hurry."

"Let her wait." Rong Qiannian picked up a piece of lotus paste pastry and fed another piece to the Marshal.

"Miss, you haven't given Mrs. Madam a good night's sleep for several years. Isn't it a shame for her to make her wait like this? I must make trouble for you."

"Trouble?" Rong Yaoxie pretended to be thinking, serious, "It's okay, this long day is really boring, I wonder if the eighth lady's legs have recovered?"

Look at the expression, how serious, Miss Rong Jiajiu, she looks like this when she is in the dark.

Hey, someone else is going to suffer.Thirteen, who is by no means a good man or a believer, couldn't help crying for some people.

(End of this chapter)