Concubine Ning, one of the emperor's love

Chapter 181 The Evil Aunt (2)
Well, Grandpa was angry.Liang Liu bowed his head, trembling, two huge words hovering in his mind: Women's Classics.Can't help but sigh, Lord, you have kindness!
Just laying down, Master Mi's clothes were half taken off, and a gust of wind blew by, and saw a figure rushing onto the bed, holding his delicate voice: "Xiao Mi Mi."

This sentence is similar to Princess Changning's "Xiao Yueyue, my little Yueyue".Liang Liu trembled, his whole body covered in goosebumps, he looked up at Grandpa, his eyelashes trembling half-down, and then saw a small white hand holding Qin Mi's face, looking closely with his dark eyes, he heard that the master was speechless : "Look at this little one with a pale face, tell the little one where it hurts? Give the little one a rub."

This guy, when he is not good, makes people grit his teeth, and when he is good, makes people beat his chest. Liang Liuzheng was about to beat his chest, but Qin Mi walked over with a cold look. Taking a peek, I saw Grandpa put those little hands holding his face into his bosom, rubbing them on his heart, and said in a soft voice, "It hurts here."

Liang Liu locked the door, threw himself on the ground outside, beat his chest and stomped his feet: morality, where did morality go?

Inside, the veil was hung high, Qin Mi was half leaning on the bed, her clothes were messy, and her eyes were full of sorrow: "Why did you come back?"

Hearing this tone, it seemed like he was going to soften his heart, oops, Wen Qi covered his heart and smiled gleefully: "My master is calling for so many times, and I am in a hurry, how dare I disobey my orders, this one is like an arrow, non-stop , trotting all the way here, look at me so tired like that." On the forehead, there are indeed a few drops of sweat that haven't dried yet.

Qin Mi wiped the sweat from her brow with his sleeve, and held her in his arms: "You can't run."

Wen Qi arched her head, disapproving: "Who said that?"

He said: "Women's Classics." His voice was lukewarm.

On a sunny day, there was a thunderstorm, and Wen Qi became scorched and numb. He was stunned for a long time, raised his eyes, blinked and blinked: "Master, you won't be figuring that thing for most of the day today, right?"

Grandpa nodded: "Yeah." Junyan was sad, his eyes were indifferent, "There are a few things I don't understand."

Wen Qi is in tears, who taught our grandfather badly?She scolded her mother loudly: Evil aunt!
Here's the thing.Yesterday, it was midnight in the middle of the night, and the beautiful man was by his side. Someone was in a daze, tossing and turning, and suddenly there was a rush of blood, but unfortunately, it didn't go up the head, but rushed down...

Wen Qi opened her eyes, blinked, and turned her body sideways. With this movement, blood flowed like a river... She shrinks back, shrinks again...

Qin Mi hugged her waist, his sleepy eyes blurred, and his voice was sleepy: "What's wrong?"

Wen Qi thought for a while, and said with strict words: "I seem to have suffered a bloody disaster recently."

Qin Mi didn't feel sleepy at all, so she held her face and looked at it: "Don't talk nonsense."

In the middle of the night, there was a bloodbath, Qin Mi was startled, Wen Qi was also startled, and shouted: "Damn, what can I do if I don't have the elasticity to prevent Sophie from leaking?"

Listen, this is starting to talk nonsense, the master is anxious, hugs Wen Qi and stands up, looks at her carefully under the light of warm jade, touches her face, and pokes her forehead again, his voice trembles: "Wen Qi, be good, tell me, what's wrong? Does it hurt?"

Wen Qi pondered, um, you can't be too embarrassing, right?Turning his eyes, wow, a touch of red came into his eyes, that's not the point, the point is Master Mi's robe... Wen Qi hesitated, and discussed with a smile: "Master, I think, um, I think, I think you should , should go take a shower."

Qin Mi didn't understand why, Wen Qi rolled her eyes, closed her eyes as soon as she burrowed into the quilt, stretched out her corpse, and hummed like a mosquito: "The clothes are dirty."

(End of this chapter)