Mysterious emperor's little wild concubine

The next morning.

Muyun'an wakes up from emperor Yanqing's arms, because he seems to have drunk a little too much yesterday, and now his head is still a little painful.

Therefore, people should not be too presumptuous.

"Well..." emperor Yanqing was woken up and fished people back, "sleep a little longer."

"What time is it?" Mu Yun An struggled for a while, the brain slowly wakes up, "don't you want to go early?"

"Ah." Emperor Yan Qing extremely reluctantly into the arms of Mu yun'an, dallied a few times, "today can't it."

I can't believe it.

It's clear that they haven't done anything yet, so why don't they want to go to court early.

Muyun'an mumbled his hair, "get up quickly."

There are still a group of guests at home.

I don't know how to deal with it in the end yesterday. She has been drinking it for a long time. I can't do it any more.

No matter how happy you are.

Two people dally.

Mu yun'an opened the window and saw that it was white. "Is it snowing?"

It snowed heavily last night, and the ground was covered with a thick layer. They didn't get up because it was too late yesterday.

The ground is white, clean snow, no traces of damage.

"Well." Emperor Yanqing came over, hugged Mu Yunan's waist from behind, and put his head on Mu Yunan's shoulder.

Like a coquettish cat.

Mu yun'an tilted his head and put his lips on the cheek of emperor Yanqing. He quickly moved back a little, "what's the matter?"

"Is there something you didn't tell me?" Emperor Yanqing's voice is casual, it seems that he hasn't slept enough.

What muyun'an doesn't know is that after that, at her side, Emperor Yanqing is the best time to sleep.

"What can I do for you?" Muyun'an gently put his hand on the hand of emperor Yanqing, "this snow is really beautiful."

"There is no best." Emperor Yanqing bit mu yun'an's ear, then stood up straight, "I want to go back."

I'm going to be serious.

Muyun'an touched his ear, "wait a minute."

Then I went to the wardrobe and turned out a white Cape. I don't know what the fur of Warcraft is. It looks very warm.

Muyun'an stood on tiptoe and surrounded his cape for emperor Yanqing. "OK, go."

Emperor Yanqing swallowed the three words "I'm not cold" in his throat, and lowered his head to kiss Mu Yunan's forehead, "wait for me to come back."

At this moment, they are like lovers of ordinary families.

Mu yun'an nodded, lying in the window looking at his back, leaving a thin footprint on the white snow on the ground.

But she didn't feel that she had soiled the snow, but that... It was so lovely.

"Young master, are you up? I cooked porridge." The third day of junior high school is outside the door.

"Come in." Muyun'an closes the window. The wind is cool.

The third year of junior high school is still carrying something. "I think you drank a lot of wine last night. This is the sobering soup just cooked. It will be more comfortable to drink."

"My junior three is so sweet." Muyun'an rubs his temples.

"It's just what I should do." They don't know what it would be like if there were no childe, so in their hearts, childe is more important than anything.

If Mu yun'an now said to let them commit suicide, she would have no doubt. She would wipe her neck directly. Before burping fart, she would ask "is my suicide posture still satisfactory?".