The Supreme Emperor's Toy Girl

There is no picture in the picture.

She's not playing with water or being naughty.

I'm not playing hide and seek with him.

But fell asleep.

Xu is baked by hot water, his face is even more red than before when he was drunk, just like a small apple, which makes people want to go and take a bite.

He cuts wind eye pupil to shrink for a while, quickly moved away.

He thought that if he didn't look at her face, he would not have the impulse to take a bite.

But who knows, it's worse next!

She was lying in the bathtub.

Clear water qinpao, nature is a panoramic view.

He saw everything - it's true!

At first glance, he Zhanfeng was confused.

Although she is childish sometimes, she is just like a child, but her figure is really capital.

I knew she was thin when I was carrying her.

But looking at it like this, this thin place is reflected in the waist, as if one can hold it.

The rest are just right.

Especially the couple

"Cough."

He quickly looked away again. This time, it was quite a bit I'm in a mess.

Although he Zhanfeng was critical, he was a gentleman.

At least not again.

It's just that he can't let Huo Zheng drip in the water all the time. He's drunk, so I'm afraid he'll catch a cold.

There was no hesitation in this point. He Zhanfeng walked there with great strides.

The line of sight only keeps on her clavicle, but it's not deliberate. It's him who keeps absolute distance from women.

To be so close to Huo Zheng is the limit of his years.

Even without much hesitation, he bent down and took her He took it out.

One hand holding, the other hand directly to drag a bath towel, especially unskilled wrapped her.

It's more rude than throwing her down just now, and it's even more uncertain on hand. Just one or two times, Huo Zheng's body became red.

But she was really drunk and sleepy.

His eyelashes trembled twice, then he twisted his face, put his pillow into he chopping wind's arm, and fell asleep again.

I'm really relieved of him!

I don't know if I'm born short of muscle or just so stupid?

He Zhanfeng was so sad.

"No more drinking."

Even he didn't know what happened. Suddenly, he had such an unprecedented sense of hegemony.

That's really what a man feels about his own woman.

But he didn't feel it.

Huo Zheng is a fool. He sleeps so much that he doesn't hear anything at all.

I just feel that in my dream, there seems to be a magic sound urging her soul, and her eardrum is about to break!

Don't make a noise Go away, don't make any noise

Don't say, I beat it forward, just like a fly, with a bang.

The victim, of course, is he Zhanfeng.

He looked down at where she had hit him.

He narrowed his eyes slightly. Suddenly, he went to hold her wrist.

The head also followed low to go down, at the tip of the nose and her, only a tiny moment to stop, he cut wind again narrowed his eyes, will Huo Zheng sleep face, at a glance.

That male breath, completely brushed to her.

Rao is in sleep. Huo Zheng feels it.

Can't help but twist: "well, who Go away, go... "

"Not sleeping at all?" okay?

"Hum, noisy, noisy..."

"Yes, it's noisy."

You are noisy!

You are more noisy than anyone else!

He Zhanfeng said that later, he realized that he was here, talking to a drunkard who was asleep?

Never know, originally oneself also have such - childish side!

Childish!

Mei Yu couldn't help but frown. He chopping wind had no idea. He let Huo Zheng go and stood up.

At once, the distance between herself and her was widened.

I don't know what I'm avoiding?

Or are you worried that if you are entangled by a drunkard, he will not look like himself again?

He Zhanfeng knew that he couldn't take care of people. He didn't even give a quilt to Huo Zheng!

Just stand up and walk away.

Whether she is comfortable or not, she will catch cold.

Fortunately, Huo Zheng is very good at it.

Dazzled, she rolled the quilt at will.

The whole body shrank in and looked at it from a distance, just like a baby silkworm.Only show a face, pink, skin is particularly good, slippery, with a little baby like fresh.

He Zhanfeng felt his fingers itching at a glance.

I want to Pinch it.

Finger joint slightly move, is about to walk away of he chopping wind, the foot really had some hesitation.

Or, he just wants to follow his heart and really pinch Huo Zheng.

But at this moment -

"young master."

"In."

"Young master."

It's the old housekeeper. He has a tray with a small bowl of porridge in it.

"Young master, when Lao Zhang came back, he said that you drank a lot of wine for the party tonight, but you didn't even have a few mouthfuls of food for this young lady. I I'm afraid your stomach won't be able to bear it. I specially asked sister-in-law Wang to make a bowl of porridge for you. How much would you like to eat? "

"Yes."

Nodding, he chopped the wind that has always been cold eyes outside, facing the old housekeeper, is a few more temperature.

Inside, there is even a faint respect: "the night is deep, go to rest."

"Ah, OK, OK. Thank you for your concern. So do you. Don't stay up late to work again."

"Yes."

"Then..." While putting down the tray, the old housekeeper looked at Huo Zheng from the corner of his eye.

Looking from the side, the twinkling eyelashes are clearly gossip.

He cut the wind, and his forehead was full of smoke

This old man is also more and more excessive, in order to have more gossip, he does not hesitate to take care of himself as an excuse?

"No, no, I'm really worried about your stomach. I'm really worried..."

When he waved his hand, the folds on the old housekeeper's smiling face were piled up, but he was sincere.

It's a pity that the corner of his eye can't help but go straight to Huo Zheng. It's true that people are getting older and more like gossip!

He chopped the breeze this next even to see all lazy to see him one eye, only a word: "en?"

"OK, OK, I'll leave now. Young master, please drink the porridge while it's hot. I'll collect the bowl tomorrow morning. I'll..."

Bang.

The door closed.

I shut the soul of the old housekeeper out of the door!

The next day.

Early in the morning.

"It doesn't hurt..."

With the sound of whining, Huo Zheng wakes up.

Only when her eyelids just opened, she could not help grinning: "pain..."

Headache.

And the head is also very heavy feeling, never so uncomfortable.

"Is that what it's like to have a hangover? If that's the case every time, I'll never drink again in my whole life! "

Muttering and mumbling, Huo Zheng sat up while kneading his forehead.

It's just at this time.

I heard the door being pushed open.

Huo Zheng looks around -