Transmigrate to be Queen

"Xiaoman, hurry up. The water will be cold for a while. It's really slow enough."

Of course, those who can talk to Ning Xiaoman like this in the room can only be Qingkou. The wooden bell has always been hardworking and hard-working. His hands are much faster than his mouth.

"Coming, master."

Ning Xiaoman, wearing Chinese clothes, rushed into the bath room on the inner side of the bedroom. Qingkou was standing next to the big bath bucket and working hard outside the door.

"Why do you blame me for my tardiness? It's obviously that you delayed the time when you picked the Phoenix crown for me just now, and you didn't find the person carrying hot water for the moment. Now you blame me for my tardiness. It's too unfair."

Ning Xiaoman said as he got into the water. The water temperature was too suitable. It was very comfortable.

"You stinky girl, do you still have the rules of respecting teachers and yelling with the master? What's wrong with me? You obviously asked wooden bell to help you clean up my bed. Why do you have to help? I think it's fake for you to clean up and real for you to eat. It's a lot of time. You've picked up a pile of fruit shells."

Ning Xiaoman stretched out her tongue. Can you blame her? She didn't eat enough in the morning and tossed for so long. She was hungry. What's more, these Royal things are really good. Those peanuts and lotus seeds taste great.

"I was hungry just now. If I didn't eat something, how could I have the strength to take a bath."

Ning Xiaoman leaned against the wall of the bath barrel and half pillowed his head on the edge of the bath barrel. Qingkou quickly took a cloth towel and put it under Xiaoman's head to prevent it from hurting her.

"Thank you, master."

Ning Xiaoman lay lazily and leaned back. It was so enjoyable. Have you been tired for more than half a day? It's really refreshing to take a bath like this.

I haven't heard anyone make a sound for a long time. Ning Xiaoman is almost sleepy, but there must be something wrong. Shifu can't let herself soak for so long. Shouldn't she hurry up and be afraid that Her Highness the third prince will come back to the house.

At this thought, Ning Xiaoman jumped and sat up straight. He was no longer lazy. He quickly swept around. There was no one. This made Ning Xiaoman jump in his heart. He wouldn't have someone here just after he entered the palace. It's just that he can make the master disappear quietly. It can be seen that he is also an expert.

With vigilance, Ning Xiaoman is no longer in the mood to take a bath. She quickly stands up and wants to step out of the bath bucket. As a result, when she is holding the bucket edge and is about to lift her legs, the door of the bath room opens. A person walks in and sees Ning Xiaoman's shape at this time. The whole person is stupid.

Ning Xiaoman is naked, standing on the protrusion of the person sitting in the bath bucket and about to step out of the bath bucket. It can be said that Ning Xiaoman is showing his body in the most relaxed posture at this time, which really makes the people who come in warm-blooded.

"Ah --"

Ning Xiaoman, who had been numb for a long time, suddenly shouted out. The whole person quickly drilled back into the bath bucket, but the speed was too fast. People were leaning back, and Ning Xiaoman even submerged his head in the water.

"Maner -"

The man put the plate in his hand, put the case at hand, took two big steps and fished Ning Xiaoman out of the water.

"Maner, maner -"

Ning Xiaoman, who coughed violently, was resting on his wet sleeve. His face turned white. He was so anxious that he put his hand into the water to help Ning Xiaoman smooth his chest. But when his palm touched the pair of soft and gentle, his mind seemed to explode.

"Zheng... Zheng Fusheng."

Ning Xiaoman finally stopped coughing, called someone, and then stopped again. His coughing white face surged into a flush, and instantly turned his face red into the color of the wedding dress.

"Maner -"

Zheng Fusheng, the third prince, put his hand on Man'er's chest and couldn't move it anymore. He was really reluctant to give up the soft touch and the closeness that could be turned into his heart.

Slowly put himself in front, kissed the red cheek, and then looked at the pair of extremely flexible big eyes. At this time, the confusion and uneasiness appeared. The lips of the third prince Zheng Fusheng moved to the most purplish part a little, and the soft and sweet moment intoxicated the heart of the third prince.

The kiss became more and more gentle, gently ground, and then carefully stretched out the tip of the tongue, gently licked the bright red, describing the beautiful shape of the two bright red lips. Yes, this is the feeling and taste of aftertaste countless times in my dream.

One hand held up maner's chin and wanted to deepen the kiss bit by bit, but he was delicate and resisted. Zheng Fusheng's dark eyes flashed and gently bit the red lip with his teeth. Because of the pain, Ning Xiaoman subconsciously responded by opening his mouth to cry out. As a result, the tip of the third prince's tongue quickly occupied the territory when the other party showed a gap.

The tip of the tongue hooked on the softer and slippery part of his lips, lured it to his lips, then put it into his mouth, sucked and entangled. The two finally fit together without gap. The sweetness and satisfaction made the third prince Zheng Fusheng sigh.

"Man'er, Man'er, I finally wait for you."

Zheng Fusheng, the third prince, looked at Ning Xiaoman, who was stunned and motionless in front of him, pulled up the corners of his mouth bit by bit, and then smiled into the most gorgeous flower in summer.