Xiaohua felt that King Jing was weird all night, but she couldn't tell for a while.
The face is still the expressionless face, and the eyes are still so indifferent, but Xiaohua feels that something is wrong.
"His Royal Highness, what's the matter with you? Are you uncomfortable?"
Always being looked at with eyes, Xiaohua didn't have the heart to do the embroidery work in her hand, so she left it aside and sat beside King Jing.
King Jing glanced at the clothes, feeling even more bored.
Without moving his eyes, he threw the solitary book in his hand, got off the kang and went to the East Room.
Xiaohua's appearance when he saw King Jing was no different from before, but this series of actions showed that he seemed a little angry.
What is he mad at? !
Could it be that I messed with him? Xiaohua tried hard to think about where she had made King Jing taboo, but she couldn't think of anything. When I went to Dongjian, I saw King Jing sitting on the head of the bed, looking at her faintly.
Xiaohua felt a little wronged, but she didn't want to make the man with a bad temper mad, so she got closer.
"His Royal Highness, what is wrong with the maid and concubine?"
Hearing this, King Jing turned his face sideways, and this time he didn't even look at Xiao Hua.
Getting along during this time has made Xiaohua a lot more courageous. Seeing King Jing's temper for two consecutive days for no reason, she also had a fire in her heart, but she couldn't vent it, so she could only face stiffly and climb to the position inside the bunk bed to lie down.
After thinking about it for a while, it became even more sullen, so he gave King Jing a backbone.
Well, now both of them are pissed.
Seeing Xiao Hua's obvious spine, King Jing was stunned, not understanding why she was angry. After filtering the situation just now in her mind, she came to the conclusion that she was angry because of him.
This little flower is so brave!
King Jing became more annoyed, lay down, and gave Xiao Hua a back.
In fact, after giving King Jing a backbone, Xiaohua regretted it a little, and secretly said in her heart that she was not careful enough. How could he be so coquettish because of King Jing's inconspicuous attitude these days. He is His Highness and the husband, so she should hug his thigh tightly.
But I just feel aggrieved, what should I do
At this moment, her head was a little clearer, and she leaned back, touching King Jing's spine.
I was stunned, knowing that he seemed to be even more angry.
With a sigh, she wiped her face, turned around, and put it on carefully.
"His Royal Highness, it's all bad maids and concubines, making you angry."
That's all, the little lady just wanted to be honest with His Royal Highness King Jing. Don't care who is making trouble unreasonably, first apologize and show softness.
The soft and glutinous voice came over, and King Jing's back froze.
This sentence is out of the mouth, and the later words are even better. On the other hand, the face is no longer needed, so there is nothing to be embarrassed about.
Xiaohua doesn't know how to apologize and ask for forgiveness, so she can only use the method she used in her previous life when she accidentally angered the Fourth Young Master.
She dawdled on King Jing's back, shook it gently, and said coquettishly, "Your Highness, please forgive your maid and concubine."
Aijiao's small breath made King Jing's heart swell with a stiff face. I was a little satisfied, but when I thought about the clothes and the 'pressing' last night, King Jing immediately fell into a lot of depression again.
Xiaohua felt the slight shake of King Jing. After all, the two of them could feel the slightest movement. She beat the snake and climbed along the pole, wrapped it around it, and carefully climbed over the mountains and mountains to the position in front of King Jing.
Seeing that King Jing was motionless and didn't stop her, he became more timid and climbed into his arms.
"Your Highness, punish your maid and concubine, you will never dare again." As he said that, he pulled King Jing's hand to his pretty buttocks, and said pitifully, "You can beat your maid and concubine."
No man can bear such a situation, a petite and beautiful girl, nestled in her arms, acting like a spoiled child, and acting like she is allowed to be punished. In particular, this punishment is very fragrant, how can King Jing, a clumsy person, bear this.
His face remained the same, but his eyes deepened. Involuntarily, my hand rubbed on it, and squeezed again.
King Jing's performance made Xiao Hua calm and satisfied with her performance.
In fact, Xiaohua still understands the creature like a man quite well.
Man, don't look at the seriousness, righteous words, and righteousness that he pretends to be on the surface. Once the battlefield is transferred to the bed, it will not be so good. Flattery with small intentions, cowardly and weakly acting like a spoiled child, and using small means twice, many things can be turned into big things and small things, of course, the premise is that a man is willing to accept your tricks.
Seeing King Jing accepted the move, Xiaohua made a decision.
King Jing was angry this time, although Xiaohua felt a little wronged, but she gained a lot, at least she knew how to deal with a man with a strange temper like King Jing. In the future, even if I really made a mistake someday, I would 'beg for forgiveness'.
"Then what Your Highness means is to forgive the maid and concubine." The highest level of self-talk is to be able to characterize the incident by oneself.
Seeing that King Jing was silent and didn't show any other expressions, Xiaohua's eyes flashed, and he continued to beat the snake and climb the pole. The person dawdled to get close to King Jing's face, "Then tell your maid and concubine what did you do wrong, Your Highness?"
This problem still needs to be clarified, so as not to accidentally repeat it in the future.
King Jing's face was extremely stiff, and he thought about Yan Manzi's 'being oppressed'. I don't want to care about her, I just want to be quiet by myself, but being rubbed by this annoying little flower like this makes him angry.
He turned over and pressed the little flower under his body, took off his clothes with his hands and feet, and simply kissed twice before pushing in.
Xiaohua frowned, she just wanted to beat the man on her body to death.
You definitely don't dare to kill him, you can only take a circuitous route and take the initiative yourself.
Several times in the past, she took the initiative, and this person was acceptable. Today, I don't know what happened. She was so stubborn that she was pressed down by someone's hand whenever she moved. The two hands were pressed, the mouth was gagged, and then it was vigorously pressed.
I'm not comfortable at all. It's hot below, and I feel so aggrieved. The warmth that I finally saved these days has disappeared all of a sudden, adding a sense of grievance that I'm still a plaything.
Tears came out in a flash.
This is not the kind of teardrop that is loved and ruthlessly on weekdays, it is obviously a human cry.
King Jing froze and stopped moving. He was a bit at a loss, but he didn't know what to do.
Seeing Xiao Hua'er crying harder and harder, King Jing was stunned, stepped back, and sat aside with a stiff face.
Xiaohua cried for a while, then raised her eyes and glanced at the person next to her. Seeing that his face was still calm, there was a little helplessness in his eyes. Seeing that he was wearing obscene clothes on his upper body, with no strands under it, he was still standing there in a daze, causing her to make a complicated sound like laughter and crying.
King Jing lowered his head and said in a sullen voice, "If you don't want to, King Gu won't do it."
Xiaohua was in a complicated mood, so she carefully reached out to pull him, pulled him once, but didn't move, and then pulled him again to move. Xiaohua dragged him down, someone put it on him, and whispered, "It's not that the maid is unwilling, it is, it hurts."
"Pain?" It was a puzzled voice.
"Yeah." Xiaohua blushed.
I want to describe how it hurts and where it hurts, but I'm embarrassed to say it.
After a while, the person was turned upside down, and the thin legs were directly pulled apart.
She blocked it with her hand, "Your Highness, Your Highness, don't..."
"Lone King, look."
Between words, King Jing has already seen that place. It is delicate and tender, but it is extremely red and swollen, and there are some tiny bloodshots on the thin skin.
King Jing was a little stunned, and his face couldn't tell what he was thinking. After a while, he let go of his hand and rolled over and got out of bed.
Xiaohua was embarrassed, and was a little afraid that he would be angry, so she was lying there in a complicated mood and dared not move.
After a while, I heard his footsteps turning back again. Xiaohua moved and hid her whole body under the quilt, hiding her head like an ostrich.
Feeling that someone was turning her on, Xiao Huacai and Ai Ai showed her little red face, her eyes were wet, and she didn't dare to look at that person.
"Your Highness..."
King Jing's movements were quite explosive, he directly broke the man's leg and took a bottle of ointment in his hand. Xiaohua wanted to say that she was coming, but someone else had already dipped some ointment with her index finger and carefully smeared it on it.
This experience has refreshed all his horizons for King Jing. He had never seen the woman's place, but when he saw this little flower, he felt that she was worthy of the name of the little flower. She was as delicate and delicate as a little peach blossom, and she looked like a little peach flower there.
I poked and heard her 'Oops', it felt like a scream, but it didn't look like it. Lifting his head and looking at her eyes, wet, dripping with water...
King Jing's face tightened even more, it was extremely hard there.
"His Royal Highness, maid and concubine, come by yourself..." The voice seemed to be squeezed out of the chest, and the tone was out of tune.
King Jing ignored it, and dipped some ointment on it. After wiping it, he couldn't help poking it with his finger.
Xiaohua has the urge to want to die now, she is obviously just rubbing some medicine, why does she feel the tone has changed. Feeling that King Jing's hand was released, she quickly shrank herself up, and while King Jing went to put the medicine, she sneaked into the underwear under the quilt.
When King Jing came back, all he saw was a little flower pretending to be sleeping with his eyes closed tightly under the quilt.
He lay back, touched her hair, and closed his eyes when he lay down.
After a while, Xiaohua quietly came up and half wrapped around King Jing's waist.
King Jing was reciting in his heart the Diamond Sutra that he hadn't touched since he came back...
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At the southwest corner of King Jing's Mansion, there is the Secretary of Yiwei.
The Yiwei Division occupies a large area. Not only does it have a training ground for the Yiwei generals in the mansion, but there is also a large courtyard nearby for their accommodation.
Those who are single and unmarried naturally sleep in a large shop, those with higher positions also have a single room to live in, and those with higher status have a yard, and Yan Manzi, as the number one master in the mansion and the master of King Jing, naturally has a separate room. The yard is habitable.
Yan Manzi was married, so he brought his daughter-in-law to live in King Jing's mansion, or else there would not be a rumor in the mansion that there was a Hedong lion in his family.
Qin Jiao Niang coaxed her daughter to sleep. Seeing that the barbarian hadn't come back to the room, she didn't know what she was doing in the room next to the study, so she came over.
Hearing the footsteps, Yan Manzi shivered and hurriedly pushed the box back to its original place. The other hand quickly shoved a few booklets to the side.
When Qin Jiaoniang entered the room, all she saw was Yan Manzi who looked at her with a smirk.
"What are you doing?"
When Yan Manzi saw his daughter-in-law squinted and looked suspicious, his heart trembled. He laughed twice, scratching his head, "Nothing, nothing."
"Daughter-in-law, daughter-in-law is sleeping?" As he said, he approached, "Let's go, let's go and rest."
Qin Jiaoniang wanted to see it, but Yan Manzi picked it up and rubbed her hand, "Daughter-in-law, your breasts are getting bigger and bigger."
This shit!
Being rubbed by this, Qin Jiao Niang's face flushed and her heart was numb.
The author has something to say: he knew that the man was interrupting, but he had already been picked up and walked into the room, so he could only give up.
"Don't think I don't know what you're doing, I like to watch those filthy things!" Qin Jiaoniang spit out Yan Manzi's ears while twisting her ears.
Yan Manzi laughed and didn't answer, he just brought his furry face close to his daughter-in-law's neck and kissed him as he walked. After a while, Qin Jiaoniang felt both physically and mentally flabby, and her hands were loose.
In fact, this time, Yan Manzi was wronged. He was just thinking about the day's affairs, so he came to play with his precious treasures, so that he could share them with King Jing tomorrow.
But this must not be said to Qin Jiaoniang, so I can only take the blame for myself.
The night is deep.