The Wife is First

"Ming Japan King will play the father, but you have to report too much hope." Jing Hao looked at the sky, and when he went to accompany his family, Wang Hao, he put down the tea and got up and prepared to go.

"Wang Ye's great grace, the young woman's whole family first thanked." Ge Ruoyi slammed into the ground, giving Jing a bang.

Jing Hao sighed and turned and went out. The southeast king said that it was the emperor of the southeast. The ancestors gave him the seal of the southeast, which gave him full power to govern. Even though the Ge family had a big sensation, the grand prince was the most important thing, and the father would suppress this. But what to do is still to be done. The handle of the southeast king, although not used for a while, can always be used later, and now it is a credit for the father.

Mu Hanzhang often forgets the time to copy books in the past few days, so Jing Hao first went to the study to find him. The study was empty, and only half of the books were sizzled on the desk by the wind. Jing Hao stepped forward to put the books together and turned them around. I turned around and saw a few paper **** under the table. I picked up one and looked at it. I didn’t write anything on it. There were only three big ink spots. I couldn’t help but laugh. Copying the book is also annoying, and I will copy it myself for a day tomorrow.

“Where is Wang Hao?” Jing Hao went to the dinner table and still could not see the trace of his own Wang Shuo.

"Back to Wang Ye, Wang Hao said that he had no appetite, and he went back to the bedroom." Yunzhu answered honestly and did not respond to the words given to him by Mu Hanzhang. In the heart of the young boy of Yunzhu, Wenrun’s Wang Haoming has been very sad. He also has to write a set of words to persuade the ruthless prince to eat first. How can this be the truth in the world?

"No appetite?" Jing Yan frowned, turned and walked toward the bedroom. Jun Qing has always been eating on time, suddenly there is no appetite, is it not sick?

The bedroom in the courtyard includes a bedroom and a backyard, and the white marble spa pool accounts for more than half of the entire yard. A living water is drawn from the ground, overflowing from the lotus roots carved from the jade. This hot spring pool is the favorite place for the whole garden. There are special people responsible for changing the seasonal flowers on the open space by the pool every season. Nowadays, there are several short peach trees that are blooming.

Mu Hanzhang was half-length on the edge of the pool, reaching out to catch the slowly falling peach petals. The smooth, white back of the back of the water is exposed to the surface of the water, and the mist of the shackles lingers like a illusion. The crystal water drops along the protruding fingertips, across the palm of the red, and falls into the pool with pink petals.

Remnant red into the water, but what is falling, the water is ruthless...

When Jingjing came in, he saw this scene, and suddenly felt dry and dry, quickly took off his clothes and jumped down.

"噗通!", a huge splash of water hit the face, Mu Hanzhang subconsciously raised his hand to block it, but before he came back, he was hugged by the person who suddenly emerged from the water.

"Ah!" Mu Hanzhang exclaimed, and after seeing who it was, he couldn't help but sigh. "Why didn't Wang Ye go to dinner?"

"This is what I asked you," Jing Yan said in the arms of the people, because the water in the water, the skin under his hands was unusually smooth and tender, could not help but sneak two times, "Is it uncomfortable?"

Mu Hanzhang licked his lips and gently pushed it closer and closer: "There is nothing."

"I still said nothing," Jing Yan reached out and took another person to kiss him. He kissed him on the tight lips. "I know that you are not happy. Does Xiao Yuan’s wife invite you to go to the garden in the south of the city tomorrow? Just go and play, then I will copy the book."

Mu Hanzhang looked up and looked at the smiling eyes. His gentleness was true, but he would not be alone. Looking down at the misty water surface, the peach petals falling in the water swirled into the pool with the microwave in the water.

Jing Hao scratched his head and didn't know what happened to him: "Jun Qing, if you have any difficulties, just tell me..."

Mu Hanzhang licked his lips and took a deep breath: "The girl today... Wang Ye intends to seal Wang Ji or..." As said, the sore feeling came up again and could not help but raise his eyebrows slightly.

The scene was awkward for a while, and this was reflected. My own Wang Hao, this is... jealous? A man who passed through the sad, and kissed the pale lips.

"Oh..." Mu Hanzhang didn't resist at first, but when a slippery thing was in the mouth, he couldn't help but reach out and push him. He was forced to hold it tighter, and the hand behind him began to slow down. Caress and kneads between the waist.

After a long kiss, Mu Hanzhang was a little breathless, leaning against Jingyu's shoulder and breathing.

Jing Hao took a deep breath and sat down in the water, caressing the back of his arms to help him calmly breathe. "Ge Ruoyi her..." The body in her arms felt stiff, and she couldn't help but hook her lips. She took a bite on the earlobe that was steamed into pink. "She is a young lady from Southeastern Fengfeng, southeast. Wang took a fancy to Ge’s eldest son and wanted to **** it as a pet. What happened in the middle was not clear. In the end, the southeast king killed the Gejiaquan, and the man was Ge Ruoyi. Her brother was not insulted and died. ""

"She really came to sue?" Mu Hanzhang looked up at him.

"That is nature, this woman has great use, I can't let her fall into the hands of the four emperors," Jing Yu frowned, swindling Ge Ruoyi's set of so-called old people's rhetoric, in Junqing, naturally said If you don't know how to explain it, you don't want to say anything more. "In short, it's not what you think. I won't be jealous again in the future, and I won't be jealous again."

Looking down at the people in the arms, the beautiful black scorpions slammed loudly when they heard this: "You have no children, how can you say such things?"

Jing Hao smiled and looked at him: "I have already married my wife. It is not important to have a child. If you see you, others will be hard to see."

"Small spoon...you..." Mu Hanzhang looked at him with shock, and a prince didn't even want to be a child! Is he showing his heart to him? The sourness in my heart was replaced by the sudden sweetness. I slowly put my chin on the shoulder of Jing Jing. "I... I also..." Me too! I like you too! This sentence is not very interesting to say.

However, Jing Hao understands the inexhaustible words of his own Wang Shuo, bows his head and kisses the red lips deeply. This time, Mu Hanzhang did not resist any more, but opened his mouth slightly and let him in. Jing Hao naturally will not bear this beauty, hooking the soft tongue in his mouth, stroking the back neck of the pregnant person with one hand, slowly kneading from the shoulder, sliding over the chest, pinching in the water Live a small bean and gently squeeze it.

"Oh..." Mu Hanzhang was twitched and almost bitten into Jing's tongue. Jing Hao chuckled and took him on one leg, letting him face himself sitting between his legs.

Because the hot springs are not in the air, this posture now makes Xiaojunqing, who is slightly looking up, and the little girl who is full of energy and enthusiasm. Jingyu’s own shameful Wang Hao has smashed into his arms and made two little guys. Greetings kindly.

"Well..." Mu Hanzhang snorted, Xiaojun Qing was completely spirited by this collision.

Jing Hao pulled a slender and delicate hand, and with one of his own hands, wrapped two little guys in it, while bowing down to contain a reddish bean that had been pinched, sucking and biting.

"Ah~" At the same time, both the chest and the bottom were taken care of. Mu Hanzhang couldn’t help but raise his head. When Jingjing suddenly accelerated his movements, some of them couldn’t help but lick their heads, and the crystal clear water droplets ran along the wet hair. Into the water, can not tell the temptation.

In the misty hot spring pool, for a time, only the sound of turbulent water and the occasional overflow of the breath, the petals of Zhongchun's peach fall with the wind, igniting a circle of thin shackles, shy red pool spring water.