It seems that her temperature, her softness, her traces... and her sweet taste still remain here.
This kind of wonderful and fresh touch was the first time he encountered it, and he had an inexplicable feeling.
All in all, whether it's an accident or a mistake... It feels a little beautiful and a little sweet.
Long Xiaoze stroked his lips with his fingers, and couldn't help sticking out his little tongue to lick the lips that still had a hint of sweet taste.
Licking and licking, he suddenly frowned and fell into a tangle.
Just now, when the girl was about to run away, she said that she wanted to talk to him endlessly, so should he be ready to wait for her at any time
This is a question worth pondering. While thinking, Long Xiaoze supported his injured waist, stood up grinning, and walked in the opposite direction, gradually walking away...
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Today is a good day to celebrate, New Year's Eve.
Because Mu Ziling was so busy last night that she didn't sleep until late, she took a lazy bed for an excuse and slept until noon before opening her eyes in a daze.
After opening his eyes, Mu Ziling stared blankly at the ceiling for a while, then stretched lazily, ready to get up.
But just as she raised her hand in the air, out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of someone beside her, watching her.
Mu Ziling turned her head, and saw Long Xiaoyu's seductive and startlingly beautiful face.
Long Xiaoyu was lying on his side, with his head propped on one hand, staring at her softly, with slight resentment in his eyes.
When Mu Ziling turned his head to look over, in his dark eyes, a little more resentment surfaced.
Mu Ziling rubbed her sleepy eyes, then greeted with a smile: "Good morning..."
Long Xiaoyu's eyes turned from staring to staring, where is there a soft light in his eyes? Most of them are resentment and dissatisfaction that are about to overflow.
Mu Ziling stretched out his hand, lightly poked his strong chest, and blinked pretending to be confused: "What's wrong?"
Long Xiaoyu's eyes remained the same, his eyes were full of anger, so he didn't speak.
Mu Ziling was almost defeated by this petty evildoer in front of him.
How could she not know what happened to this monster
This kind of him started from yesterday when she agreed to Le Tian to be his medicine boy, and then left him regardless...
Although Long Jingtian's illness had been saved by Le Tian before, it was still due to the delay for too long. His skin was almost festered and pus-filled, and it was a bit difficult to deal with. During the time when she and Le Tian were treating Long Jingtian, the Lord Fan came to make trouble again. Once, so that they were busy working until midnight.
During the process of treating Long Jingtian, which was enough to make one's stomach churn, to Mu Ziling's surprise, His Highness Qi Wang, who was obsessed with cleanliness, actually witnessed the whole process without blinking his eyes.
It's just that what he witnessed was not how they treated Long Jingtian, but her every move. At that time, his eyes seemed to be glued to her body, staring at her for a moment, and warning her from time to time.
For example, when she reached out to unbutton Long Jingtian's clothes—
His threatening voice immediately covered his head and face: "You dare to try to unbutton a button!"
For another example, when Long Jingtian's clothes were lifted by Le Tian, revealing her rotten chest, she didn't even glance over—
His domineering and petty voice suddenly sounded: "It's so dirty, don't look at it!"
Another example, when she had no choice but to close her eyes, put on gloves, and was about to clean up the pustules on Long Jingtian's body in the dark—
His gentle and dangerous voice sounded again unexpectedly: "You don't want your hand anymore?"
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There were many, many more gentle reminders and threats like this, but in the end, she couldn't bear it anymore, she gritted her teeth and wanted to drive him out.
How could he know, he looked at her quietly, and said in a soft voice: "Let me go out, do you want to share the same room with them? Huh?"
A casual sentence, but with a risk factor of ten, it directly defeated all the dissatisfaction she had with him.
So, in the face of this overlord who hides needles in every word and every word and is so critical of her every action, she has no choice but to bear it, and can only move her mouth, take medicine and utensils while ordering Le Tian Let's do it.
She can talk but doesn't move, but such a tyrant still has thorns... not allowed to talk about topics other than illness, not a single word.
In the end, compared to Mu Ziling's depression and helplessness, Le Tian, who was affected by the fire at the city gate, was the worst. He was a modest son, and he was forced to scratch his head and wipe his face, dare not speak out. madman.
In this way, the process of rescuing Long Jingtian was completed without any risk under the majesty of the Overlord and under the witness.
In the end, after Le Tian wrapped Long Jingtian properly into a mummy, that is, when she was done, she was so sleepy that she could hardly keep her eyes open, she left Bajun alone, and went back to her room and fell asleep .
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Stared at by Long Xiaoyu's resentful and focused eyes, Mu Ziling's face, which was still full of getting up, suddenly burned without warning, and the people who followed him became uncomfortable.
Because she suddenly remembered that when she fell asleep not long last night, she vaguely felt that a pair of hands took off her clothes and carried her into the warm pool, washing them away inch by inch. Tired and dirty all over.
This evildoer helped her take a bath again, and looked at her again... Mu Ziling's face suddenly became hotter.
It was one thing to be groggy last night, but it is another thing to be sober now. In order to conceal the sudden uneasiness in her heart, Mu Ziling coughed lightly, and while getting up, said casually: "It's getting late, I'm going to wash up, and I'm going to prepare for tonight's banquet later."
Long Xiaoyu snorted lightly, but ignored him.
Mu Ziling rolled his eyes, and didn't bother to talk to him anymore.
After some grooming, Mu Ziling looked at Long Xiaoyu who was still keeping a movement, his eyes were still hanging on her, and pointed to the door meaningfully: "You stay alone, I'll out."
After finishing speaking, before he moved his feet, Long Xiaoyu sat up suddenly, staring at her viciously, but he looked like a poor child about to be abandoned, his whole body was full of loneliness and sorrow.
I was really scared of him.
Mu Ziling helplessly helped his forehead, walked over, and compromised in a steady tone: "Tell me, what do you think is not going well with me, I will make it right for you—"
Before she finished speaking, there was a clear and loud grunting sound from her stomach.
Mu Ziling subconsciously covered her rumbling stomach, then rolled her eyes, and asked pitifully: "Listen, my stomach is already protesting, how could your dissatisfaction be better than mine? Is the protest serious?"
Long Xiaoyu complained for a long time, and finally showed a sign of loosening.
"Okay, okay, don't bother with me." Mu Ziling persisted, took his hand, pressed it against her stomach, and continued to squish her mouth in aggrieved way: "Do you have the heart to look at my cuteness?" Is your stomach flattened? In the future, it will... "
Having said this, Mu Ziling suddenly stopped.
Long Xiaoyu, who hadn't opened his mouth all this time, said "Huh?", and gently rubbed her soft belly. A warm look flashed in his eyes, as if he was very curious: "What do you want?"
'To conceive the crystallization of our love. 'Mu Ziling swallowed the words that almost slipped out just now, and then moved her lips again: "I need to hold up a piece of the sky, but eating is bigger than the sky, so I can't be hungry..."
To the end of the nonsense, Mu Ziling couldn't continue, she let go of Long Xiaoyu's hand, her mood suddenly darkened for a moment, and she ignored it.
Long Xiaoyu's hand was still gently stroking Mu Ziling's abdomen, a faint curve suddenly emerged from the corner of his thin mouth, and he murmured softly: "It's time to fatten up, so I won't be able to bear it when making small fish eggs in the future." .”
His voice was low and muffled, and Mu Ziling could only vaguely hear something that should not be eaten, such as eggs, which are not easy to digest.
Mu Ziling couldn't help but frowned: "What are you muttering about?"
It was obviously something that hadn't even been seen yet, but at this moment, Long Xiaoyu's mood seemed to be clear after the rain. He got up, hugged Mu Ziling's slender waist affectionately, and asked her enthusiastically while taking her out. : "What do you want to eat? This king will make it for you."
This evildoer is indeed of the cloudy and cloudy nature, sometimes cloudy and sometimes sunny, the change is so inexplicable that people can't figure it out.
Mu Ziling felt a little depressed in her heart, and then said in a serious manner based on what she just vaguely heard: "If you cook... I like to eat eggs of any dish except boiled eggs."
In the end, she raised her eyebrows, and her words were sarcasm: "But our Highness Qi Wang, who doesn't touch Yang Chunshui, should know how to do anything except boiled eggs?"
"..." Long Xiaoyu groaned in his heart, how dare this woman underestimate him? Let's see how he will create many small fish eggs for her in the future.
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The winter nights came very early, and the sky quickly darkened.
After eating at noon, Mu Ziling went into the kitchen with the recipe given by the two previous masters, and prepared a sumptuous New Year's Eve dinner self-sufficiently.
Mu Ziling had heard that Long Xiaoze and Qing Ling had been arguing to cook two "Peerless Cookbooks" before, but today she was busy until night, and after finishing the last dish, she didn't see the two live treasures shadow appeared in the kitchen.
As soon as night fell, the entire Yu Palace was lit with fireworks and firecrackers, lions were played, dragons were danced, and it was unprecedentedly lively.
This new year can be said to be celebrated by the general palace.
Outside the lobby, the lights were feasting, and the rows of tables were full of people, from the elders and cronies at all levels of Yu Palace to the elite guards... This is the first time that the well-trained people gather together in such a lively manner, their faces are full of excitement. In addition to being unsmiling, there is also discomfort, but it is not difficult to see that everyone is in a good mood.
In the lobby, the lights were bright, and there was only one large dining table, which was filled with delicious dishes from two cookbooks.
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(end of this chapter)