The Glamorous Plump Princess

Then, like a successful stealing cat, he buried his arms and feet in Gu Jinghong's arms.

Feeling the heavy weight in his arms, Gu Jinghong felt a little bit open.

No matter what, the woman wrote it plainly on her face. It's completely different from those he knows.

Perhaps because of this, Gu Jinghong was allowed to let Pei Zhuang do such wanton acts.

Gu Jinghong gave his preference, and he found an excuse for his peace of mind. His body was low, and he was already on the bed.

After a long day of tossing, Pei Zhan could not wait for the whole person to fall on the bed and fell asleep.

But there was a wolf-like tiger behind her, she did not loosen her arm around Gu Jinghong.

She asked sweetly, "Did your Majesty not sleep with Chen Ye today?"

move! Reject it!

Let the old lady sleep well tonight, and I will have the mood to fight with those concubines tomorrow morning!

Let me enjoy this big bed alone!

Gu Jinghong has been used to Pei Zhuang's righteous look.

He stretched out his index finger and scratched on the tip of the woman's nose on the bed, and he said, "I'm going to eat some radish and cabbage, change my taste, and go greasy, and then I can continue to taste Ai Fei, a peerless treasure." "

Looking at the big pig's hoof in front of him, he said such a serious thing, Pei Zhuang, who was always ashamed, suddenly blushed.

She let go of her hand violently and buried herself under the quilt.

He pretended to be annoyed, "Your Majesty, let's go! If the radish and cabbage are cold and eaten, they will hurt your stomach!"

The ostrich-like Pei makeup didn't see the flicker of the bedside person's face.

Unlike the fake and greedy greetings made before, the petting smile is like seeping out of the bones. Just let people take a look and they will be addicted and unable to extricate themselves.

Pei Zhuang listened to the distant steps, holding the quilt and fluttered a few times on the bed.

"What time is this day wow! God! If you hear me, drop me a thunder and slash me!"

"Click!"

As soon as Pei Zhuang said this, a tile on the roof smashed down.

She looked at the torn tile in the middle of the floor, biting the quilt in her arms, and said stupidly: "I'm talking about it, you can ask don't take it seriously! My hundred pounds of meat is still It ’s not reduced, I ’m afraid I ca n’t lift the coffin! Heavenly spirit, earthly spirit ... ”

Just as Pei Zhuang muttered muttering, a piece of rice paper fluttered from the place where the tile fell off.

Pei Zhuang looked at the scene with a dead fish, grabbed the vase on the side and smashed it.

"Well! He Fang is evil, come to the name quickly! Eat old grandson!"

There was no response in the empty hall.

Pei Zhuang slowly crawled down from the bed, picked up the rice paper, walked to the candlestick and looked around.

Oh, this word of steel is strong and powerful, the blade swallows the tail, the front sends the rhyme, the power is through the paper back, the twists and turns, it looks like a style of everyone.

But she ... can't understand ...

Pei Zhuang tossed this rice paper several times. Except for some traditional characters that are faintly discernible, most of them have never been seen before!

She missed the times when there were telephones, and missed the Xinhua Dictionary more!

Something like that, stuffed this rice paper under the dresser again, and she smashed herself into the bed.

"I was wrong, you still slash me to a thunder! Let me be relieved!"