Xie Yunting didn't like others being so close to him, so he stretched out his hand and was about to push it away.
But when her fingers touched her body, she felt soft and warm, she seemed to twist uncomfortably, and a small gasping sound came out of her mouth.
Seeing this, the evil thoughts rose up again.
Xie Yunting's face turned black, like a ghost, he clenched his fists and his ears turned red.
Then he pushed Bai Weiwei to the ground as if he was trying to escape something.
He turned and walked away, his footsteps messy.
[Ding, the male protagonist's favorability score is negative five.]
Bai Weiwei was still sleeping soundly, she couldn't wake up when she was drunk and beat gongs and drums.
After Xie Yunting returned to the room, the eunuch who came to serve was just about to say something, when he looked up, he saw that his face was gloomy and cold, and his eyes were pierced with ice, which was very hideous.
The eunuch was too frightened to say anything.
Xie Yunting said, "I want to take a bath."
He hesitated and said, "Cold water."
Thought it would be better with cold water, but tossed and turned on the bed and couldn't fall asleep.
It's hard to wait until dawn, and finally squinting for a while.
But dreamed that the little emperor was in a dream, gently unbuttoned his clothes to him, his lips were red and watery, and his body was delicious and delicate.
Abruptly woke him up.
Did he...
Really broken sleeves
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Bai Weiwei yawned and went up.
There are two dragon chairs, one belongs to her, and the other belongs to the Taifu who oversees the country.
Of course, Taifu's chair dragon turned into a dragon, but his ambition was also very obvious.
When she went, Xie Yunting was already sitting on Jiaolong's chair, his face was terrifyingly gloomy.
Seeing her coming, her eyes shot at the ice sword.
Bai Weiwei also had a dark face, she didn't have a good face at all.
The atmosphere of the previous court was very depressing, and the civil and military officials were also trembling and did not dare to speak loudly.
After I finally finished talking about some important family affairs, I finally returned to some safer topics.
For example, this year's winter snow hunting.
The royal family used to hunt snow every year, but this year was rather chaotic, because Xie Yunting rebelled, and now he is relying on the emperor to cover the sky with one hand.
As a result, many processes are omitted.
But the emperor is still there, and these ceremonies are definitely going.
A minister also asked the emperor's opinion.
Bai Weiwei, who was idle until she had been chatting with the system, did not respond for a while.
Xie Yunting thought she didn't hear it, and asked in a cold tone.
"Your Majesty, what else do you need to prepare for this year's snow hunting?"
Bai Weiwei's eyes were colder than his, "Isn't this all supposed to be taken care of by the master? Anyway, I'm only half a dead person. What else can I prepare? Prepare a coffin for me."
I was drunk yesterday, and the admiration and admiration in his eyes was so soft that it made people feel warm.
I woke up today and looked at his eyes as if they had been poisoned.
In this comparison, Xie Yunting, who didn't care about the mood of the little emperor, felt dissatisfied.
Xie Yunting snorted coldly: "It seems that the emperor is really tired of living, why don't I give you a ride on the road?"
Bai Weiwei slapped the dragon chair and said, "I will send it as soon as I send it. If I don't send it, you are a tortoise. I see that your eyes are burning red when you look at this dragon chair, so I will just chop me to death now and sit on it myself."
She became angry, and her voice was not soft, only the coldness of a golden stone.
Xie Yunting remembered that she held his hand yesterday, her soft palm against his fingers.
"Teacher, just sign my name, and I will cherish it."
As soon as this wine wakes up, there is still half of the gentleness of last night.
I hate him so much that I can't wait to fight for my life.