Chapter 22 Mr., do we know each other?

He grabbed Qingzhu's arm and suddenly became extremely excited. He forgot that his hand had been used so hard that the woman's arm was full of red marks. "Zhuer, why are you here?"

The jade arm was in pain, and Qingzhu's slightly beautiful eyes, raised his chin, and arrogantly met his hot sight, "Sir, do we know each other?"

Battle has been dumbfounded for a long time, silent, and his pupils are as condensed like an abyss. From the enthusiasm of men and the indifference of women, he has learned that they must know each other, and there should be many origins. Is it possible that Qingzhu is the legendary political princess Lv Qingzhu, but this also seems to be unreasonable. Who is the woman who sleeps at night in the bamboo garden?

Seeing the boredom in Qingzhu's attitude, Battle hurried forward and seized the opportunity to brush Qin Zheng's arm without trace. His face was surprisingly solemn, and his eyes were full of affection. While wiping the dust off her face, he asked sadly, "Gim, look at how you have made it dirty. How did you come here? ?"

Qingzhu was confused. Is Jim calling me? What's wrong with this man? After a while, he changed his name for others! But after a little thought, he understood his intention that Battle was not a simple figure. If he deliberately calls himself another name, he may be lucky enough to keep himself. If the truth of the matter is revealed and his identity is made public, if it really doesn't work, he can say that he doesn't know that she is the prince's woman. Those who don't know it are innocent. Even if Qin Zheng complains, he doesn't want to be the Miao people.

Qin Zheng opened his eyes tremblingly and was forced back the joy in his heart by the cold all over his body. "Your name is Guinham? What are you hiding under the bed for? Is it really just a similar face, not the same person? Is it possible that she misses day and night, lovesickness becomes a disease, has hallucinations, and treats a similar-looking woman as her? However, even if they are similar, they can't be exaggerated. This voice, appearance, figure, and look are all that person. It must be a sophistry. She just doesn't want to go back with herself.

Qingzhu thought for a moment, and a trace of mocking flashed in his eyes. "Yes, I'm Ji, Jimim. Does the prince know me?"

Qin Zheng's face did not fluctuate, but there was a burst of laughter in his heart. She said that his name was stammered. How could he be a Miao person? Suddenly, he noticed their fiery red wedding dress and remembered that when Bartel said that his wife was crying in his arms, he stood straight with deep words, "You... are the bride of the Pakistani chief?"

"Yes, what you said is very true. At the moment of spring night, we don't have to delay each other." Bartel was afraid that Qingzhu would deny it and immediately accepted it. "Afafu, you still don't serve the prince to rest."

After saying that, he pushed Afafu to Qin Zheng's side and stopped Qingzhu's slender waist to walk out of the room.

"Hight!" Qin Zheng was a little angry. Although he was overjoyed to see Qingzhu, you guys actually played tricks on him as a three-year-old child. Is the second prince of Northern Qin so easy to deceive? "I haven't answered your question, and you have just been lying under the bed?"

Thinking of the earth-shaking situation when Qin Zheng and Afaf were intimate not long ago, Qingzhu was very angry. At that moment, his pretty face turned black and he stared at Xing's eyes and said, "Do you really want to know? In fact, I was amazed when I heard Bartel mention you, saying that the prince is an expert in the affairs of the room. Tonight, the newlyweds wanted to learn a few tricks from a seniors like you, so they sneaked over to have a look. If you are really a master in this field, you have a love with Afaf. It's really full of tricks and long-lasting strength..."

She was still inexhaustably commenting on Qin Zheng's personal ability, but she didn't find that everyone had already turned pale and looked carefully at Qin Zheng's face. The goddess either didn't speak or even the girl in the brothel couldn't say anything. The goddess was the goddess. It's really unique and extraordinary.

Bartle reached out and shook the woman's round willow shoulder. If he didn't stop him, he didn't know what kind of crazy words he would say later!

Only Qin Zheng was present, taking a deep breath and laughing, as if he was commenting on others rather than himself. He smiled happily as if he had picked up a treasure. If Qingzhu didn't say these words, he still had some hesitation in his heart, but as soon as he heard such amazing words, he was completely sure that Guinim was Qing. Zhu, because there is no second woman in the world who can say such thunderous words, this woman must be Qingzhu.

The people in the house are puzzled and look at each other. Isn't the prince ashamed but proud?

"In this case, Jim might as well come and learn from the king's ** heroism!" Qin Zheng stepped forward, grabbed the woman's right arm and took it into his arms. Batel on the left refused to let go. The two did not give in to each other at all. You pulled me to tug-of-war and almost tore the Qingzhu to pieces.

"Ah! Let go!" The annoyed woman finally got angry, "Am I a doll? Are you talking about it? Let go!"

Two comparable men signaled each other with their eyes and finally stop at the same time.

"Lord, there is a saying that eating the memory in the pot, this is too appropriate for you. Just after the exposure of Shi En, a woman still can't bear it, and she still wants to open it twice?" Her expression suddenly became extremely excited and almost cursed. The stallion only cared about love and didn't care about anything else.

"I, I didn't..." Although it was indeed undressed and tongues were intersect, I still braked at the door and didn't break the layer of window paper. "We just...you know!" She clearly knew what had happened under the bed, but it was clear that nothing had happened. Why did she wrong him?

"Your Majesty, if you want to mention your trousers, you won't admit it? Well, this is also your usual style!" Qingzhu looked coldly at the man in front of him, and a little contemptuousness flashed in his eyes. "Look at Miss Afaf, you will know that the prince is really hard!" I don't know what's wrong with me today. Why did I hold on to this matter? A burst of anger in my chest and suddenly went up. It was easy to resist and pretend to make fun of it.

When everyone heard the words like a joke, they also turned their eyes to Afafu's delicate body. At this time, she only wore a pocket, with a pair of medium trousers underneath, and her back ** in the air, and the red marks on her white and tender skin were full of red marks, which was sexy and seductive. Several men next to him even reacted instinctively, short of breath, feverish all over their bodies, and blood gathered in one part. Such a woman can't be left in front of anyone, and there is only one word in her mind.

Qin Zheng sighed helplessly. It seems that this black pot can't escape today. The current situation is that yellow mud fell into his crotch. It's not that or that's what it is!