Gold Medal Hunter: The Emperor's Favorite Fox Concubine

Zhongli Ye has been using breakfast lately recently. Because Bei Muqing has been getting up early recently, he has become accustomed to having breakfast with her.

On that day, I returned to Longyang Palace next week and walked straight to Beimuqing's boudoir. The little fish was busy outside, while the door was tightly closed.

"Is the girl still awake?"

"Your Majesty." Xiao Yu'er had her back facing Zhongliye. At this moment, she heard the sound and turned around and saluted by Fushen: "The girl is still asleep."

"Then I'll come here later."

"Emperor." Xiao Yu'er called out to the emperor who was about to leave: "I had been tossing for so long last night. The girl might not get up at noon. The emperor's dragon body is the most important thing, so let's have a meal first."

"I have a sense of justice." He said and turned around and left.

Bei Muqing has been sleeping for a long time now, and Xiao Yuer has been staying outside, so Bei Muqing has not yet woken up.

The emperor who left half an hour ago came again.

Xiaoyuer looked at the emperor and signaled that the girl had not woken up yet.

Zhongliye frowned: "Go in and change her medicine." Then he opened the door and walked in.

Xiao Yuer looked at the closed door and didn't have time to say anything. However, this emperor was really good to Miss Qing'er.

Bei Muqing's injured hand was placed on her lower abdomen, covered with a quilt, and she was sleeping very well, and she didn't know anyone had entered.

Although the vixen knew that someone had entered, he heard the sound when Zhongli Ye was still at the door. Moreover, Zhongli Ye would not hurt Bei Muqing, so he did not wake Bei Muqing up.

It is difficult for me to change the dressings to make the movements worse. Zhongli Ye was worried that the process would disturb Bei Muqing, so he reached out and pointed her sleeping hole.

He lifted the quilt, put his arm outside, got up, and went to get gauze and powder.

The scars on the hands are about to heal, but the shape is still not beautiful. Zhongli Ye himself is also a martial arts practitioner. He has seen many big and small injuries, and he will not feel much. However, facing Bei Muqing, he subconsciously

I felt that there shouldn't be any scars on her body.

Although I had already lit my sleeping hole, I still put the same movements on my hands very lightly, worried that it would disturb her like that.

After taking medicine, the gauze was wrapped again, and the arm was put back on her lower abdomen and covered it with a quilt.

However, he did not untie her sleeping hole.

Just sat next to him, his hands stroking the pretty little face so unscrupulously, and the delicate touch made him linger.

When I first met her, I bit the flower. The charming look in the hot spring pool was really as rumored. This was not a mortal woman; later, I met on the stage of Jieyulou, and I couldn't remember the dance clearly.

But I remember that when she was about to step down, she blinked her eyes playfully; later, when she met on the street, she stood in the fox group, with her clothes fluttering. At that time, if she was the reincarnation of a vixen, he

I don't think he would doubt it; then the two of them played chess, rode out on horseback, were injured.

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It seems that time has not passed, but Zhongli Ye feels that a lot of things have happened, because he thinks that he has so many memories.

Maybe it was because of the mood? He smiled, looked at the woman who had been sleeping with her eyes closed, lowered her head and stole a kiss on her rosy lips. This time, it was obviously deeper than last time

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The vixen continues to go wild! Kiss, kisses again! Why do you kiss when she doesn't know anything?

This emperor is too rogue.