Gratifying the Royal Family

Xu Mo had eaten a few dim sum before. It was not bad. The clan meeting was no better than ordinary banquets. There was no singing and dancing, silk and bamboo orchestra. Most of them were negotiating family affairs and recommending outstanding children in the clan.

Therefore, there is nothing for her to do. She just listens quietly and eats.

However, for Mao always looking at himself with two eyes, for the rigor of the clan, Xu Mo tried to avoid looking at her husband as much as possible, and Ji Rufeng only looked at her occasionally.

Instead, Lu Junxi, who was sitting next to him, was eating delicious food, occasionally pouring himself a glass of wine, and secretly glancing at the princess who was sitting tall and familiar while he was not paying attention.

The noodles with spring and daisies are curved like willow leaves, and the plum blossoms are white and snow-lined, which is really a beauty of a character.

If Liu Mei draws straight, removes the calyx, then puts a beard on her lips, and squints her eyes, which almost coincides with the doctor of Xu's sitting. Coupled with that transcendent temperament, although I do not know the full name, but the name is called Dr. Xu, Xu surnamed the country surname, although folks do not take this last name, but this happens to be a bit more, he should be her.

The frivolous Fengmu opened suddenly, looked at the man again, and suddenly a sharp pain came from his left leg, and he was kicked, so he used internal force.

Looking up at the popularity, he held up the wine glass, taking advantage of the sleeves to cover his face, and said in a voice that two people could hear: "Don't hit your idea."

Lu Junxi rolled his eyes with no image, let alone he did n’t hit, even if he hit, is n’t his grandfather and Jing Guo down payment not worthy of His Royal Highness? Only when the general of the thousand generals had a problem, he rushed to be her husband. Now that his husband's position is full, would he be willing to degenerate to serve her as her husband? Ah! Really ridiculous.

After Ji Rufeng took a sip, he put down the cup, glanced at his wife, and thought that he would take her out less often. If someone saw him, he would cry.

The cousin of his own family is pretty good, but his mind is twisted, and the means is even more ruthless. At first, his mother favored the indifferent cold door man, and made his backyard uneasy. He directly put people in the face of his mother. Later, Anyang Wang and his wife reconciled, and his mother asked him to be thrown out.

For a long time, he didn't look down on women, thinking that if they were poppy, he wouldn't explode the pot every day. Mo'er's gentle nature couldn't hold him at all. Yunfu and Xueming were upset, one went straight, and the emperor was watching in the dark. At present, it is harmonious. If he joins, use him This balance of temperament will definitely be broken.

This clan meeting lasted about an hour. According to the modern time, it was two hours. Xu Mo had already ate up and was about to vomit, and her lower abdomen was slightly raised.

Finally, it was over, and everyone said goodbye to the patriarch Ji Yanxing and left one by one.

Ji Rufeng then walked to Xu Mo's side: "Mo Er, it's really edible, just like Mi Er."

Ji Yan's eyebrows were raised slightly. I did not expect her son to be so rude. Even a husband and wife cannot say that the princess is a pig!

Lu Junxi, carrying the jug, hadn't left yet, but he was also surprised. Today, his cousin really made him an eye-opener, his words were vulgar, and I didn't know he was a rural weed. Thinking of their babbling words when Chen Xiang Xiaozhu was lingering, the body was hot again.

"You're stubborn, you know what, I'm only 15 years old and growing up!" Xu Mo gave him a glance, Xu Shizhuang encouraged the people, and immediately refuted.

Such glamorous eyes and waves, seeing Ji Rufeng's heart tremor, Lu Junxi aside also disgusted with the woman, I think this woman is still a bit cute.

At night, the two did not plan to return to Princess Mansion, washing and staying under Agarwood.

...

Lu Junxi drank a lot, and Ji Yan let him arrange a stay in his Jifu room.

Staggering along with the leading family member, a person suddenly appeared, letting the family member retreat first.

Seeing that it was Miss Ji Anya of the second room, Jia Ding had to step down.

Lu Junxi's vision was a bit blurred. When looking at the person, there were a few ghosts in his nose and eyes. He secretly urged the internal force and drove away the drunkenness. Then he could see clearly that it was his cousin's uncle's sister-in-law called Shifang. I didn't know it, but I just succumbed to it: "Miss Ji."

"Good son!" Ji Anya smiled and saluted him.

Lu Junxi didn't care to deal with her, and when she said yes, she was about to go, but was stopped by her.

Feng Mu's eyes froze, and there was a looming danger: "Why is Miss Ji going to recommend a pillow to this son?"

"Anya, I have admired the son for a long time. The elder brother has been recommended by the patriarch.

The speech stopped abruptly, and the whole person flew out. Lu Junxi leaned against the wall and glanced: "What kind of thing are you thinking, Xiao Xiang, this son, with rosemary powder?" He sneered, and left slowly.

The person who was Zhenfei spit out his mouth and passed out.

...

When Xu Mo returned to the room, he fell on the bed, took off his head and face, and began to take off his complicated clothes again.

Ji Rufeng came forward helplessly, picked up the messy buns on the bed, put them in front of the dressing table, was about to open for her to wash, and suddenly heard a footsteps.

A moment, I heard a knock on the door.

Frowning slightly: "Come in."

The door shoved open, and a young lady came in and knelt down, anxiously: "Son, Master Master beat Miss Anya ... and killed her."

"What are you talking about?"

"Miss Anya admires Master Piao to confession, and the drunk Master Piao is beaten to death."

Xu Mo listened, knowing that things are not easy, but now someone, she is also disheveled, can only say to her husband: "If you go quickly, follow him, I will dress well and then come."

Ji Rufeng nodded, took a step, and said to her again, "No need, it's not a big deal, you should take a good rest." After speaking, without waiting for her answer, quickly left the main house and took the door by the way.

Hearing the footsteps of their departure, Xu Mo quickly got up and put on the clothes. The clothes were troublesome to take off, and even more troublesome to wear. When the clothes were tangled, the door opened with a bang and a red shadow came out.

Xu Mo was frightened and saw that it was him.

"How come you come here suddenly, this princess can't feed you ... don't ... don't come ..." He approached step by step, she didn't retreat at all, she didn't even have a silver needle on her body. My heart was terrified, and my voice couldn't stop shaking: "Shadow, save ..."

He was a little bit on his chest and couldn't speak any more. She just remembered the Ji family meeting today. In order not to let Ji's family care, she didn't bring a shadow at all.

Then the whole person was lifted into the bed by him.

With her legs cocked up, she was pulled apart, and before she could stretch her legs, the man squeezed into her legs.

Lu Junxi's eyes were reddish, and she leaned down, pinching her small chin with one hand, her red lips slightly raised, her voice dumb and enchanting: "Listen, I've got rosemary, it's better that you come and solve me." After saying that, without waiting for her to come back, she ripped off her clothes and tossed away.

Looking at the people underneath, his skin was as white as snow, and his figure was confusing. He laughed softly and said, "Who can think that Xu Dafu's undershirt is so charming."

Xu Mo's body stiffened for a moment and forgot to resist, but he didn't expect that he knew it. He was a cousin like a wind, and she should take measures to rescue him, but extorted him a lot of money.

There was another sound of tearing in the cloth, she was able to return to her mind, and suddenly she was forced into her lower body.

I can't help but want to exhale in pain, but I just keep my mouth open, I can't make a sound, the tears fall down, and the features are tangled in pain.

Without the slightest foreplay, he rushed in like this, his lower body as if torn.

It hurts. It hurts.

His hands kept patting and refusing, but he grabbed him, pulled down the brocade curtain, and quickly tied it around the bedpost. However, he squeezed a pair of jade legs to the maximum and rammed them hard.