Rotten Terrier

Crossing the horse line

In the next few days, as Chang Shu had expected, the wind was calm, and Mu Qingchen, who had a broken brain, was kind and obedient, staying in the Hulan Hall without going anywhere.

Every day I go to Fenghe Palace to greet the old lady with Chang Shu. Not only that, I also accompany Chang Shu to eat, visit the garden, and work as a female worker. On a whim, I will also go to Yingmao at Hongwen Hall. By the way, I call Yi Xiaobai up and go with him. The Sixth Prince Chang Sheng fights crickets.

Chang Shu was overjoyed, but when she was overjoyed, she realized that something was wrong. She thought, Mu Qingchen was safe, obviously because she was afraid that the Yelu family would come to the door and took her life, so she stayed in the palace obediently and refused. Leave for half a step.

It's right to think about it, the Qidan is dark, they are bright, and when will Mu Qingchen be assassinated again, staying in the palace is at least guarded by Jinwuwei and Qianniu, which is more or less a guarantee.

In the afternoon, the sun was scorching, and Chang Shu had a nap and chatted with Chang Yuan in Ziyu Pavilion.

Chang Yuan lifted the ice mirror on his side and took out a plate of grapes. The hot and cold air currents collided, forming a white mist, which made the grape purple bright.

She peeled one off, handed it to Chang Shu's mouth, and called to Sister Huang.

Chang Shu had already gone to the hospital for a medical examination. Lin Yuan saw her palace cold and told her to avoid cold food as much as possible if she wanted to become pregnant.

Looking at the grapes that Chang Yuan handed over, he hesitated, but didn't want to brush his sister's kindness.

"My hands are sore." Chang Yuan said dizzyingly.

Chang Shu smiled as usual, stepped forward, and put the grapes in her mouth.

"Is it tasty?"

"good to eat."

Chang Yuan picked another one, and Chang Shu stopped her, with an embarrassed tone, "I don't need a girl, just eat it yourself."

Chang Yuan's mouth was slumped, his head tilted, and his eyes blinked pitifully, as if he had been wronged by God.

Chang Shu didn't know anything about her, and after swallowing the grapes, he waved to her. Chang Yuan understood, leaned over, and listened to Chang Shu telling her the reason, "Qing Chen wants a baby."

Chang Yuan hesitated for a while, sat back, and smiled, "It's time to have a baby too, lest the mother and grandmother talk about you and my stomach all day long."

"They also mention it occasionally. When have you ever said that your stomach is disappointing?"

"I didn't say anything, I wanted to think like this in my heart." Chang Yuan's eyes filled with resentment and muttered, "Qing Chen is really nice, unlike Yi Xiaobai, who doesn't want children for life and death... I want to get married all the time. Later, she can take care of her...Hey, let's not talk about it, I don't want to talk about her."

"People can change. Not thinking about it today does not mean not thinking about it tomorrow." Chang Shu said with a gentle tone, as if talking to herself, the rest of her light fell on the lake outside the pavilion, and Su Er quickly took it back, not knowing what she was thinking. .

There was footsteps behind her, and she turned her head back in response, and saw Aunt Chuyue leading the **** from the Ministry of Internal Affairs to come from the end of Shijing.

The **** asked An to kneel and salute outside the pavilion and said, "The emperor has made an order to move to the Taichung Palace to escape the summer heat. Ask the two princesses to prepare early and leave after three days."

Chang Shu looked down and wondered, "How come this year's summer vacation is ahead of schedule?"

"The Turkic Khan and Princess Tashan couldn't bear the heat of the emperor's capital. The emperor was afraid that he might be negligent, so he moved ahead."

Chang Shu nodded.

The **** said again, "Because the day is broken, the auditorium of Shangxing Ju has to change accordingly. The queen mother plans tomorrow night."

The listening room of the Shangying Bureau is set on the Wang Day and Shuo Day of each month. The ancestors have strict rules and it is rare to advance.

Ever since Chang Shu heard that Qingxia and Lin Pinru were making each other that night, she couldn't let go, and was ashamed to have a blind date with Mu Qingchen.

Now that the mothers came to listen to the room, she became more and more cramped.

It stands to reason that it has been a strange thing for a long time, so why did it suddenly lose its square inch?

Mu Qingchen bent his eyes and sat cross-legged between the bed, looking at her like a playful, wearing only a close-fitting white lining robe.

"Does it... feel it?" Chang Shu asked anxiously, rubbing the glands on the back of his neck.

Mu Qingchen embraced his arms and said honestly, "No. Not only is there no feeling, I don't even hear the pheromone."

Chang Shu's eyebrows bulged, depressed and annoyed, closed her eyes and settled, planning to try again after refreshing her mind.

Mu Qingchen held back his laugh, secretly opened the bed net, and observed the maternal and maid-in-law who were kneeling not far away.

Chang Shu's words were successfully exchanged for a roll of eyes.

Adhering to the concept of being responsible for himself and others, Chang Shu swore that "If you fail to succeed, you will be benevolent!"

Mu Qingchen gave her a thumbs up, put down the bed sheet, pulled the quilt and lay down, making a gesture to sleep.

Chang Shu was very annoyed, and pushed her with sad eyes, "Wait, I will do it."

Mu Qingchen raised her eyebrows, "You can't do anything anymore, I'm still waiting for you to do anything."

"Slap", Chang Shu slapped her in the leg and scolded her, "What nonsense!"

Fu again blamed herself for being out of dignity, comforted Mu Qingchen, patted her on the back, and begged her to get up and accompany her.

"Princess? Concubine?"

Hearing that the mother of the room seemed to be waiting anxiously, she urged.

Under the spur of Chang Shu, in desperation, she took off the gauze on her body and threw it out, leaving a light pink belly pocket.

Then he straddled Mu Qingchen's waist with his hands on both sides, and said, "Let's try first... the pheromone content will be discussed later."

"...I can't do it without pheromone."

"Hurry up." Chang Shu took her hand, clasped her fingers tightly, and leaned down to bite her chin. When the lips and tongue touched the skin, they couldn't help but agitate each other.

It seems that this method... is feasible.

Mu Qingchen gradually gained strength, tightened his arms, and hugged her into his arms. When he wanted to turn over to regain the initiative, he was called to a halt by Chang Shu.

"Did you taste the sweetness last time?" Mu Qingchen's voice was hoarse, and her voice softly spread into Chang Shu's eardrums.

Chang Shu's face turned red at once, as if being spied on by someone, turning his head away, and muttering, "You... are the servants of this palace, you have to leave it to this palace."

Is this acting like a baby? It's soft and sweet and cute.

Mu Qingchen smiled knowingly, bit her earlobe, and licked it. At this time, it seemed to stimulate Chang Shu's mind. She took a breath, and the glands at the back of the neck jumped suddenly, and the pheromone fragrance radiated outward.

This is a peculiar smell, but it is very thin and light, not as strong as before. It seems that it still can't work, Chang Shu dropped her shoulders in frustration, a little bit of self-defeating.

Fortunately, Mu Qingchen was not discouraged. He lifted his upper body and pressed it against her. He sucked the pheromone hard and sprayed the hot nose on her neck, burning her whole body hot and her heart rippling.

There was finally movement between the beds, and the maternal maternal grandmother put aside her mental arithmetic. You must know that the Queen Mother is most concerned about the hearing room. The last time Mu Qingchen went to the house to become a monk, the news immediately spread to the Queen Mother's ears, and the battles were very loud. She is afraid that something will happen again this time.

Matsushita's tight shoulders, caressed his heart, and after about a cup of tea, he asked the little maid behind him, "It's almost time, you kneel down to the bed. Don't panic, when the princess greets you, you will only be able to present the matter. past."

The little palace lady focused her head and walked slowly forward. Her black and white eyes stared at the water basin in her hand for a moment, worried about spilling water like last time.

Fortunately, every inch of movement was very steady. When she reached the end, she grinned with eight small white teeth towards the maid, happy like a mouse that only stole oil.

"Who are you!" There was a violent shout from the bed tent, Mu Qingchen's voice was heard.

The little palace lady was shocked, and the water basin took off and hit the ground. She looked hurriedly, bowed her forehead, sweating in her vest.

Mu Qingchen stared at the woman galloping on her, with clear eyebrows and a peach-like face, white Shengxue's skin was covered with a thin layer of sweat, and pink underneath, like a freshly peeled lychee, watery Tender and full of allure.

Chang Shu leaned back, showing the outline of his throat around his neck, which was not sexy.

"I'm... your Shu'er." She panted so hard that she couldn't control her emotions.

Who is Shuer?

Mu Qingchen was completely confused.

She squinted her eyes, looked around, and confirmed that she was on a bed, and the woman who claimed to be Shu'er was having fun with her.

fish! water! Of! joyous!

Mu Qingchen was shocked, flicked up and pushed Chang Shu, about to push her down.

"Qing Chen~ hug me~" Chang Shu said with a swaying soul.

hiss?

She actually knows my name?

Mu Qingchen was puzzled, carefully studying the woman's face, and sure he did not know her.

How did that roll onto a bed?

She remembered that she was washing clothes by the river in Niutou Village, and washing her stepmother after daddy's washing. The stepmother is not good to her. Since marrying her father, she has not even fed her a full meal, and she always urges her to work, picking up her broom and beating her when she feels unhappy. So she always cried secretly when washing clothes.

Washing while crying, she shrank under the tree and took a nap when she was tired. When she woke up, the sun was setting. She stepped on the afterglow of the setting sun and walked back home patheticly along the big dirt road.

It's just different this time, waking up is not the setting sun, but fright!

Is it crossing? It's all written in the script.

"what--"

Chang Shu was like a blooming rose, swaying in the storm, his body twitching, his fingertips embedded in Mu Qingchen's arm.

For a long time, her eyelashes quivered, and she raised her eyelids to look at Mu Qingchen, her eyes were still fascinated, "You...not paying attention."

She leaned over Mu Qingchen's shoulders, pressed her down between her pillows, and let out a sigh of relief at her, "What are you thinking?"

"No, no..." Mu Qingchen had never seen such a beautiful woman, with eyes full of water, almost drowning her in it.

The heart jumped wildly.

"What are you thinking about?"

"...Tired, tired." Mu Qingchen said casually, thinking, never reveal that I came through.

"Then go to sleep." Chang Shu rubbed her, turning over to sleep on the side, and his lazy expression reminded Mu Qingchen of the local dog raised by Li Erwa, the head of the village.

The dog hasn't grown up yet, and the small one doesn't know anything, lying on the ridge all day, basking in the sun, lazily, with a satisfied expression on his face.

"Shu... Shu'er?" She yelled tentatively.

The corners of Chang Shu's lips faintly raised, and her snow-white arms were wrapped around her waist. "...Do you still want it?"

"No, no, no." Mu Qingchen waved his hand again and again.

She was very uncomfortable with people when she came, and there was no reason to do it again.

"I, I'm thirsty and want to drink a glass of water." She dropped her words, got up and opened the bed net...

"God!"

Why are there so many people outside! ! ?

Chang Shu hurried over, pulled the bed net back, and stared at her with a flushed face.

Mu·Tong·Qing Chen was ashamed, and silently lowered his head, waiting for Miss Shuer's harshness.

But at the next moment, she was shocked and very "Damn, what is there between my legs!!?"

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It’s a trip through the horse. I guessed my little sisters, 1,000 Jinjiang coins per person (the tax deduction point may be 950), I will send it back after dinner. Congratulations, hahahahaha

Besides, the scale is not big, I'm afraid~