Beloved Empress

I saw Jun Qianche sitting in the bath, the upper body was bare, the body was sturdy, the color was bronze, and the facial features were clear and deep. It was like a Greek sculpture. The dark and deep ice scorpion looked wild and sexy. I didn’t expect it. It is more tempting after being taken off, and it is definitely a good figure that can make people nosebleed.

After a few seconds, Momo came back with a smile on his face. "The emperor, the courtiers just came to borrow the toilet. I didn't expect to mistake the emperor's bath. I am embarrassed, you slowly Wash, the courtiers retire." The soles of the feet should be smeared.

Jun Qian Che, but slowly, lost a word, successfully stopped the ink to open the sneak: "Help the brush back."

Ink is like being stopped by a person in a moment, can't move, the heart is struggling with hard work, the brush is not brushing? Brush, if you help the goods brush back, you will be sickly spit for three days, plus your hands smashed.

Don't brush, hey, he is the emperor who holds the power to kill and kill him. If he offends him, he will give up his life. God, don’t take you like this.

After some self-persuasion, Mo Yan still succumbed to Jun Qian's arrogance, walked behind him like a smug little daughter-in-law, picked up the brush for the back of the brush, and made a stroke toward his head. A few knocks.

Jun Qian Che suddenly turned his head.

Ink screamed and smirked and helped him brush his back. He had to admit that this gentle and good figure was really staggering. The muscles on his arms were like bricks. The muscles on his body were hard and hard. Really, six abdominal muscles, the curve is clear, too tempting, I believe that no matter which woman sees such a body, there will be an impulse to pounce on it!

But - what does this have to do with yourself?

Inklessly brushed with reluctance, and fluttered with lightness.

Jun Qian is dissatisfied: "You have not eaten?"

Ink licked his mouth and muttered, "Mr. Chen did not use dinner." With anger, the strength in his hand increased.

I couldn't help but pick it up in my heart: Why didn't the house bathe for the palace? The semi-fragrance is not to say that the town official today, the class teacher returned to the DPRK, there is a banquet in the palace tonight, the emperor will go to Changle Palace to pick up the dust for the soldiers? How come here? There is also a broken map, isn't it a latrine? How did it become a bath? In the end, is it that your idea is too much, or is it too unfavorable for them to do things?

Brushing and brushing, the ink smear took out the strength of the milking. It is really how strong people are, and it makes more effort.

Jun Qian Che is dissatisfied with her.

Mo Yan immediately stopped and stopped to look at him and pleaded with him: "The emperor, this is not light, not heavy, the courtiers really can't do it, the emperor still let the palace people come in and wait!" Leave people.

Jun Qian Che suddenly grabbed her wrist and violently forced it. The ink dripping into the bath and lying in his arms.

The drenched ink screams in an angry voice: "Jun Qian Che, you are sick!"

The result was ushered in the scorpion of Jun Qian's cold ice, scared her heart, and immediately put on the sound of a delicate drop of compensation, said: "Hey, the emperor, the courtiers are hungry now, just want to eat, do not want to take a bath. ”

Jun Qianche looked at her, slender fingers gently slid over her delicate face, came to her seductive lips, her fingertips gently rubbed, the voice was low and full of magnetic: "The queen is blaming Hey, these days are in the Guining Palace, and you are cold, so you are crying hungry."

Mo Zhen really took this misunderstanding ability, she said that hungry, purely hungry: "Hey, the emperor, you must not misunderstand, you are in Yang sister, I have no complaints, the courtier said hungry, Just want to eat, nothing else." You better forget the existence of this queen, we are not good to die!

Jun Qian Che suddenly turned over and pressed her under her body. The back of the ink smear was attached to the cold white jade, and the body's instinctive reaction made her rise upwards, but it was tighter with Jun Qian's body. This position, can you lick some more!

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