Chapter 179 Wrong, Momomo on

The next day, Master Dongfang did not come to the prince's mansion. Presumably, Zhao Qian has sent someone to pass the message, saying that Princess Su Ko is making trouble, asking him to avoid the edge for the time being. When the situation eases, he will pick up the beggar back to the new house.

Princes Suko stayed angry for a day and a half. Zhao Qian tirelessly analyzed her pros and cons, and said all kinds of clever words. In addition, the Empress Dowager and others, she was afraid that it would be difficult for Dongfang to end up, so she was reluctant to return to her residence.

In this box, Zhao Qian is ready to let Dongfang Biren pick up the beggar out of the palace. Although he was lonely in his heart, he still chose to bless. I have seen this pair of lovers getting together many times, and I am so happy that it is a luxury. Sincerely envious, I can't bear to indulge a little selfishness, for fear that it will be difficult to restrain if it is released.

Perhaps, Zhao Qian clearly knows that the feelings that beggars are eager for, as he can never afford to deal with many women. Therefore, admiring a beauty from afar is more important than anything else. Cheng Dong's brother and beggar are giving her the best happiness.

Unconsciously, three days later, Dongfang Ye didn't have any news. Xue Qianwu prayed day and night, secretly worried about whether something had gone wrong.

At dusk again, the warm wind of spring blew out from the green branches and leaves and hit the face, as comfortable as if half drunk. Xue Qian sat tastelessly on the stone next to the willow tree until the moon shadow gradually moved west, but he was still not tired. She thought, will the Oriental Lord come tomorrow?

She is not afraid of anyone's opposition, and she can also tolerate bad reputation, as long as he treats her as his only wife, as long as he picks her up, fulfills his promise, and marries her as his wife. Nothing else is a big problem. After knowing each other for so long, just because of him, she can no longer return to her fearless freedom.

Rugu couldn't stand the sleepiness and has fallen asleep. The whole yard was immersed in a strong sleep.

Xue Qianwu walked back and forth like a ghost, walking back and forth gently. Suddenly I smelled a slight sweet fragrance.

I was overjoyed and thought that there was no such a good-smelling flower that I had never noticed before. I think it used to go to bed too early, but the flower blooms strangely when everyone is sleeping soundly, quietly and does not invite pets or noises, and there is a calm and soul-scincing beauty.

The idea flashed like this, and Xue Qianwu wanted to look for it, so he walked to the depths of the vegetation. After walking for a while, I felt a little thirsty, and then turned around and went back to the room to pour some water to drink. But I saw a cup of tea on the table in the main hall. Take a sip. It's not hot or cold, and the temperature is just right. Xue Qianwu didn't care too much. I guess he fell for himself when Rugu didn't sleep. This maid is really considerate. After leaving the palace, Master Yang Dongfang must beg for a favor in front of the prince and take Ru Gu out of the palace.

The corners of his lips showed a smile, and he picked up the tea and drank it all. The sweet fragrance seems to be somewhat similar to the fragrance of flowers just smelled. When did this dead girl plant such a good flower and get such a good tea? She dared to hide it and didn't reveal it to her master. She really deserved to talk.

My heart is full of warmth because of emotion. After drinking, I tasted a fine dish and felt that my mind was suddenly clear and dizzy, floating and mysterious, like the wind dancing sleeves. Thinking of this strange flower, Xue Qianwu walked softly and walked to the deep grass just now.

Traveled all the way and found no flowers. The body is getting more and more tired, and the two legs are heavy with lead. My mind was chaotic, and the dark eyes in front of me became more blurred. Xue Qianwu's remaining consciousness was a little surprised. Why did he get sick? Women really can't stay up late.

If you want to find a place to sit, it may be better. He bent down a little and lay down. He simply didn't move and closed his eyes to sleep.

I don't know how to sleep. Xue Qianwu felt that his chest and lower abdomen were getting hotter and hotter, just like a burning fire, and there was a secret and eager desire. At the moment when his thoughts faded, Xue Qianwu thought about it. Every time he saw Mr. Dongfang, the two ** were intimately intimate, that was the feeling. It's just that with Dongfang Ye, it is slowly warming up, and now this situation is obviously due to the sudden rise of the power of drugs.

When thinking of this layer, Xue Qianwu was out of control. She gasped with heat and kept tearing her clothes. Before long, her clothes were full of clothes and difficult to cover her body, but she still felt hot, and she couldn't help moaning.

When the heat wave was about to burn and swallow her whole, a white shadow, shrouded in moonlight, leaped eagerly and quickly from the wall, anxiously called a "beggar" and ran towards her.

Xue Qianwu's eyes lit up and smiled. Isn't this Master Dongfang? He really knew that she needed him and came here by chance.

The moment she opened her arms and rushed to the white figure, the afterglow of her eyes suddenly saw a maid opening a crack in the door, sideways as if she was saying something outside the door, and then a shadow outside the door was sneaky, and the maid immediately re-entered the courtyard and hid behind the door. The door was hidden, and the situation of Xue Qianwu's location could be faintly seen from the outside.

But Xue Qianwu's attention was almost all attracted by the arrival of "Master Dongfang". Although I was half aware of it, I couldn't take care of it.

At this time, she was simply wearing no clothes, like a flexible, energetic and enthusiastic vine, wrapped around her lover. Her hands climbed to his neck, wrapped them tightly, wrapped her legs around his waist, and shouted charmingly, "I miss you very much! If you don't come, I'll die..."

After saying this, the star's eyes felt that the man in white was as stiff as a pillar and did not dare to move. Xue Qianwu was about to collapse. He was so anxious that he hurriedly kissed his face and lips and chanted hesitantly, "What's wrong with you? ...I can't stand it anymore..."

The man's throat was extremely dry, and he spit out two words with difficulty: "Wrong..."

"What's wrong?" Xue Qianwu's eyes rippled with the watery spring spirit because of the confusion of **, she pressed her chest tighter, and together with the man, heaved violently and surging.

It was Zhao Qian who said the word "wrong". When he saw her abnormality, he knew that something must have gone wrong. He thought of taking her to wash cold water or drink a cup of refreshing tea immediately. Anyway, there is always a way to relieve her symptoms even if it is difficult to completely dispel the effect of the medicine.

But his body was fixed, and he couldn't move at all.

A wonderful man who used to be deliberately indifferent or even estranged from him suddenly became so enthusiastic and bold and devoted himself to him regardless of everything. Even if he knew that he was just a stand-in for the man she loved, how could she give up cruelly? In particular, when his feeling was ignited by her graceful body and beautiful red lips?

The hot and longing mixed with the longing buried for many days made him lose his mind. Xue Qianwu's clumsy kiss had made him manic. He slowly took the initiative and kissed Xue Qianwu's face and shoulders like a windstorm. The kiss was so wild and unrestrained, as if there was an endless depression/lust.

He is a stand-in, so what can he do? Although it is sad, she can get this short moment of her whole body and mind. It is also extremely pleasant to feel it with the body of a substitute.

The two kissed deeply, and Zhao Qian didn't care about anything. He pressed the beggar in the grass and solved the fierce poison of her** with the most enterprising and enterprising state in his life. His blood was extremely boiling and could not be extinguished for a long time. Yes, there has never been a night like tonight, which made him unable to stop and be fatally happy.

The woman under her, every gasp, every moan, every pander, made him want to remember this moment forever.

Outside the courtyard door, the gloomy and contemptuous laughter sounded softly: "What a ** beauty! ...I'd like to see you. Can this shameless one deserve him?"

I don't know how long it took, Xue Qianwu's medicinal properties gradually receded. Her crimson cheeks and violent and irregular heartbeat gradually became normal, and her eyes/enment/desire also faded layer by layer. There is no energy at all, but I feel strange in my body.

Zhao Qian's feelings are still rising and he is reluctant to leave her. Afraid of relaxing and waking up from a dream, this woman is no longer his.

Xue Qianwu's eyes were first confused, then stunned, and then transitioned into surprise, anger, sadness and despair. Her head was silent and blank, like countless mosquitoes and flies buzzing. Finally, he raised his hand numbly and hit Zhao Qian's right face.

Zhao Qian was shocked by her eyes, and no matter how excited his desire was, he was also repelled by her. The embarrassed and ashamed turned down, and the scene just now was played in a mess in his mind. He ate the marrow and knew the taste, and his heart was difficult to beat.

Xue Qianwu bit his lips and slapped his left face again. It's dull and neat. There is a sharp pain in my heart, and I don't seem to feel any pain.

After five or six slaps, Xue Qianwu continued to repeat endlessly. Zhao Qian's eyes were red. He didn't know whether it was because of his disability or something else, he pressed her hand: "Don't hit her! That's it. What do you want... Just say it! Why don't you tell Dongfang clearly tomorrow... I want to take you as a concubine, and the rank is only under the pick..."

"Bang!" It is crisp, louder and brighter. Xue Qianwu, who has always been strong, spit out two words fiercely with a slight choking and crying voice: "Dream!"