The Beloved Imperial Consort

"Not yet?" The warm-up car arrived at the door of the red building. Zong Zhenglin took the hand in front of the car and stared at the curtain hanging down in front of him. The corner of his eye was slightly unseen.

However, for a moment, I saw the sky blue color smashed, and the head with the apricot white brawl was first drilled out.

Mu Xiyao has a Xia color, and the lips are red and bright. Don't twist and pull the skirt, hold Zong Zhenglin's hand and slowly land.

Was packed up...boss adults are so angry...

The arm of the exhibition took her waist and the movement was very familiar. Zong Zhenglin stepped in with the free side of the human foot, and no matter how the person behind him, he quickly moved his eyes.

What about His Royal Highness with a side to the red building? Yan Zhouzhou feels weird and tight. This time is already the time of application. When it is half a hour, it is time to use rice. Is it necessary to wait for the music to be served in the fireworks?

On the third floor of the elegant room, Mu Xiyao first chose to be able to look at the location of the hall, sitting down, only to find that the house was very quiet. Turning his head and seeing the six halls, the whole station was straight, and the eyebrows were looking at her, and the twilight was light.

Yes, this man is stinky.

Picking up the fight, the smile was pretty welcoming, and he didn't say much to him. He took the arm and squatted on the chair. "His Highness, you are here to accompany you." Pointed to the side of the Taishi chair, he also took the opportunity to sit down.

That is to say, she has the courage to export him. Zong Zhenglin called on people to go to the refreshment, swayed the defending and other people, leaned back to her side, supported the elbows, and relaxed.

"His Royal Highness, how can you not see Yugu?"

Today, this is Zong Zhenglin's early response to her, telling her to look at the land of Shengjing, what is the appearance of the Qinglou Chu Pavilion. Lest she hang on her heart, the old man remembered to sneak outside the house. By the way, I also recognize the road. If it is urgent, I need Yugu to help me, and I won’t touch it in front of me.

"Yu Gu is behind the red building, usually not seen." Zong Zhenglin took her little hand, and quickly stroked a few strokes in the palm of his hand. When he looked at Mu Xiyao, he looked cautious. "Can you remember?"

The eyes of the United States flashed in succession, and the scorpion was full of surprises. “Every room is built?”

"Three-story elegant room." Mu Xiyao's first note in his heart, the incense burner on the table, I only feel very ordinary.

The two masters spoke in the house, and they were able to slap the door with a slap in the face.

"His Royal Highness, Prince and the adults of the Ministry of Housing have already arrived outside the lobby."

Mu Xiyao holds the tea pot, and the hot face is faint. I heard that Zong Zhenghui was here, and he was not happy. In order to avoid her edge in the last time, she clenched her teeth and slaps Zong Zhenglin. That hurts, now the little **** is burning like a hot man, it really makes her remember.

"With people leaving, Mo told him to meet." Zong Zhenglin did not intend to greet the Prince, and it was annoying to meet with him every day.

Mu Xiyao's nephew was bright, and he agreed with Zong Zhenglin. There is nothing to be seen about the Prince, and there is nothing to hide it.

"German. Come over!" She is so lovable, her eyes are not spleen, and her face is with him. In the officialdom, she was left alone.

乖乖 Step by step to Zong Zhenglin's arms, Mu Xiyao took the jujube cake, tasted it first, and felt good, then turned to Zong Zhenglin.

The six halls glanced at the brown pastry on a row of neatly printed teeth, and they avoided it.

Since the rules of the small palace, the education is excellent. This is the first time someone has been in front of him, and he will send the food he has eaten to his mouth.

Zong Zhenglin opened a small hand, Mu Xiyao double eyes.

This is awkward, abandoning her bite, arrogantly posing? If you don't see you look good, I don't think I can always show a diligent attitude. Can I rush to the door so much that I am being ruined by you?

Very reluctant to take back the small hand, Mu Xiyao glanced at the missing date of the jujube cake, the mouth slowly gave birth to a smile. What are you disappointing?妾 Change the way, you look at it and don’t give up.

Xiuqi opened his mouth and took another bite, pressing it slowly at the tip of his tongue. Mu Xiyao squatted with a small mouth and raised his hand to marry Zong Zhenglin.

"His Highness, it is a taste." Seeing him looking down, the scorpion flashed and immediately changed his look.

The tip of the tongue is lightly attached to the upper lip, the eyebrows are fascinated, and it looks like a sly, as if it tastes very good, and occasionally "hmm" in the mouth. Together with the soft tone, Zong Zhenglin changed his eyes.

Holding a small hand, once again to his lips, Mu Xiyao secretly happy.

Dealing with the beasts, all kinds of arrogant gestures, not just the hands to clean up! Although the big boss is fierce, it will eventually be harmed by the word "color". Being hooked by her beauty, she is looking forward to it.

It is clear that she has a heart to do evil, and Zong Zhenglin is getting deeper and deeper. This little thing seems to be addictive.

"His Royal Highness, if you don't want it?" He licked his lips on his neck. That looks so clear is to provoke.

Knowing that Zong Zhenglin was not allowed to move her, Mu Xiyao’s empty palms squatted on his chest and slowly changed his taste.

"The beauty is active, and you can't take care of it." Zong Zhenglin will count on it, and his eyes will be hidden. The sight fell on her pink and tender face, and she looked at her deeply, and she opened her mouth to follow her.

Jiaojiao is to learn more and not see you.

Hey, so easy to let her succeed? Mu Xiyao's many means have not yet been displayed, but some of them are still unfinished.

Your Highness, it’s hard to be done, is your temper more urgent? It was only intended to be happy, and Zong Zhenglin’s finger could not move.

Pressed on her wrist, the six halls lightly curled up at the fingertips, and the words of the exit were made to make Mu Xiyao understand that it was not her ability to do it, but that she was able to see through her six steps, and even took her back.

"The taste is not as sweet and sweet." Compared to her emotions, it is common to eat, taste like chewing wax.

Being so "praised", and in the daytime, Mu Xiyao was so depressed.

Well, you are a Zongzheng Lin, knowing the plan, secretly taking advantage of it, and making fun of people!

"His Highness, you are satisfied again, don't rush to praise here. I am afraid of shame..." She is ashamed, and Mu Xiyao can't jump in her heart.

"Jiaojiao."

"Well?" Hearing Zong Zhenglin called her, Mu Xiyao could have looked up. Only after leaning on the neck, he was detained by the six halls...

After a long time, Zong Zhenglin was satisfied with letting go of her lips. Holding a tea gargle, the whole popularity is very good.

"Jujube cake is a good heart, the temple is so painful to let." Thumb rubbed her lips, Zong Zhenglin was extremely satisfied.

The little woman had a temper, and often teased, like a pet, it was very interesting.

Mu Xiyao's eyes are filled with mist, and the gangs are bulging, and their hearts are rising.

Not only was Zong Zhenglin stealing the jade, but it was also the original to return the cake. Now she has a lot of jujube cakes in her mouth, and even chewing is difficult.

So fast and told him to bully once, Mu Xiyao pitifully held the tea pot, and his mouth slowly swallowed.

The chicken did not steal, but he lost himself. The future emperor’s cheapness seems to be getting worse and worse...