Why Harem Intrigue When You Can Just Raise a Dog Instead

The man's hand was very hard, as if he was afraid of losing something. His face on his shoulder had a faint smile, and the frowning brow had already stretched out. It looked a bit childish and fragile. This is definitely not the emperor he once knew!

Meng Sangyu held his breath and carefully observed the man's handsome face. His eyes were squatting behind him, and his ears kept lingering, trying to find traces of easyness. Although reason tells her that this person is true, but in this person's tempesting behavior from time to time, she has to doubt the true and false of the other party.

She slowly and carefully reached out and groped on the man's chin. The newly grown scum has some hands, and the delicate palms are itchy and it feels very subtle. There is no trace of easy powder, and wearing a mask is less likely to grow a beard. She breathed a sigh of relief and wanted to close her hand.

Unfortunately, the man was awakened at this time, and a pair of dark eyes were sure to look at her. There was no ambiguity in the moment. His alertness is very high and it is easy to wake up. However, Mulberry is the most special existence for him, and his body naturally accepts her approach. But the cheeks were kept groping and they had to wake up again.

Seeing the pretty face of a woman close at hand, as if returning to the two people to get along with each other, the inseparable time, his nephew flashed a sultry brilliance in an instant, like every morning, holding her cheeks and kisses . From the delicate lips to the white teeth, the open teeth can't wait to hook her sleek little tongue, Zhou Wudi's satisfying sigh, this is undoubtedly the most wonderful morning after the return of the soul.

"The emperor, you have a wound on your shoulder, and the body of the courtier has not healed!" It was hard to get rid of his fanatical kiss, and Meng Sang sighed and gasped. She can feel the man's thick - big hard - quite jump between her legs, because of her innocent body, can think of a special pet for some time to come. There is no feeling of humiliation in her heart, but she is somewhat grateful. If the father has an accident, her favor can also make the mother and her brother a little better, so that the Meng family will not fall. Equivalent exchange, that's all.

"When you are hurt, what time can you be good?" Reluctantly kissed on the woman's blushing lips, Zhou Wudi muttered.

"Du Tai doctor said that it would be better to drink a few more medicines." Meng Sangyu shunned his head and the man's lips fell on her white earlobe. The man knows the machine very well, grinds the ear bead gently and softly with his teeth, and his expression is addicted.

"How long is it to drink a few more medicines?" She grabbed her squat and let her face herself. Zhou Wudi asked for perseverance.

"About seven or eight days." Meng Sangyu had to look directly at his eyes and suddenly felt a little scared at the deep and unpredictable emotions in his eyes.

"In seven or eight days, the shoulder injury of the scorpion should be healed, just right." Zhou Wudi took a deep breath and hurriedly embraced the fragrant and charming body of the scent of the arms. After a long while, he reluctantly let go.

"The emperor should get up, and the courtiers will help you change clothes." Seeing that he finally stopped, Meng Sangyu sighed invisibly and climbed up from the dragon couch.

"Yeah." The man was low, and the voice sounded very pleasant. She saw a slight fold in her clothes, smoothed it up spontaneously, and printed a kiss on her cheek. This scene is like the mode of getting along with modern couples. The relatives are equal, which makes Meng Sangzhen lose his mind for a moment.

In the moment of her loss of consciousness, Zhou Wudi had smiled and took the clothes from her hand and replaced herself. Meng Sang blinked and quickly twisted a piece of slap to give him a clean face.

"Imperial, do you want to feed you?" Meng Sangyu hesitated before going to the steaming breakfast.

"Sit down, take a meal with you." Zhou Wudi smiled and pulled her to his side. The two men's positions were tight and they could feel each other's body temperature. This makes his mood more enjoyable.

"It's all your favorite food, eat more. You have lost a lot in these days." He gave a mulberry dish while he was distressed to examine her slightly thin cheeks.

I haven't seen it for five months. How do you know that I have recently lost weight? Sweet words are really talented skills of the scum man! Meng Sangyu’s heart was awkward, but his face was too shy, and he thanked the man for his meal. It was only after a look at it that every food on the table turned out to be her favorite food.

"Eat, it tastes bad if it's cold." Zhou Wudi smiled and gave her a piece of cake, but she didn't eat a few mouthfuls. A pair of deep scorpions almost stuck to the woman and couldn't pull it down. He missed this dull and warm day too much.

Meng Sangzhen has found a mode of getting along with the Emperor of the Wind, that is, "He took him to pump, the breeze and the hills, he is crazy, he is crazy, and the moon shines in the river." She just does her own thing, and soon he will Back to normal.

Sure enough, after using the breakfast, Zhou Wudi began to review the memorial. The man sitting behind the Royal Table is frowning and his expression is focused. He is a diligent and promising monarch. When he came back, but on the 3rd, there were several major events in the court. First, the Gansu admiral Xie Zhenghao was assassinated. The Da Zhou army was in the process of arbitrage and went straight to the barbarian court. The second was the command of the Yulin army and the banned dragon guard. The admiral has been shackled and replaced with a newcomer. The third is that the imperial court will set up a new martial art. The name is called Jinyiwei. Its authority is above six, and the emperor directly leads the emperor. The fourth is that Shen Taishi is responsible for the presiding. The autumn 闱 闱 爆 爆 爆 爆 爆 爆 爆 爆 爆 爆 爆 爆 爆 爆 爆 爆 爆 爆 爆 爆 爆 爆 爆 爆 爆 爆 爆

After several major moves, the false emperor's faint incompetence and indulging in the negative effects of the female-color were cleared. The courtiers once again saw the wise and arrogant emperor. The ministers who were loyal to the royal family celebrated their hands, and the fishermen who fished in the waters began to tremble.

Meng Sang was sitting at the bottom and thinking about the recent actions of Emperor Zhou Wu. He had to admit that if there was no such man at the helm of the big week, he would be in chaos. Seeing the man's special politics, she stood up and bowed her words. "The emperor is busy with government affairs. The courtiers will retire first. They also ask the emperor to take care of the body and take a break every half hour."

"Do not leave, don't leave, stay with you." I am used to living in a room with Mulberry. Zhou Wudi discovered that this is a dry house. If you are busy with government affairs, how sorrowful it will be.

"You can help me organize the memorial." Seeing Mulberry Yingying, his eyes were full of inquiries, and he patted the slap of the hand.

"Where the memorial is what the courtiers can see, the courtiers don't dare." Meng Sangqi quickly refused. The regime was almost taken away by a woman, and she did not believe that the man had no psychological shadows. If she touches these folds, the person will not think about it in the future, and it will be a suspicion.

Zhou Wudi sighed for a moment, immediately understood her concerns, and helplessly laughed. His mulberry is always so cautious, take a step and see a hundred steps. Yes, he did have taboos about women's politics, but this does not include mulberry. He believes that mulberry is like believing in himself.

"Well, then you will help pruning this potted plant." I don't want to make the mulberry awkward. He pointed to a small potted plant on the scale.

"Yes." Meng Sangqi promised to pick up the potted plants and looked around. Suddenly I remembered the scene with Abao. They have a pruning, a pick-up, and a tacit understanding of it. That is the most fulfilling and happy day since she entered the palace.

Zhou Wudi’s eyes blinked, and it was apparent that some memories were also evoked. He immediately took the potted plant and whispered. "This potted plant is free to trim with you. You..." He paused and his eyes were bright. "You will help sew a sachet, you go. The second time is due."

"But there is no tool in the court." Meng Sang slammed his hand. She is already immune to men's convulsions.

"Chang Xi, I went to the Bixi Palace to take the sewing box of the maiden." Zhou Wudi looked at Chang Xi, who stood in the corner.

The sewing box was delivered to Meng Sangyu at the fastest speed. The man picked and picked in the box. He did not select a piece of fabric that was desirable. He also called Chang Xi to find a bright yellow brocade in his private library.

"Just use this cloth, do two exactly the same, you are one by one." The man used his hand to draw the size and shape of the sachet, and he was very enthusiastic.

"The emperor," Meng Sang 榆 榆 嗔 嗔 嗔 嗔 嗔 嗔 孟 孟 孟 孟 孟 孟 孟 孟 孟 孟 孟 孟 孟 孟 孟 孟 孟 孟 孟 孟 孟 孟 孟 孟 孟 孟 孟 孟 孟 孟 孟 孟 孟 孟 孟 孟 孟 孟 孟 孟 孟 孟 孟 孟 孟 孟 孟 孟 孟 孟

"How come?" Zhou Wudi’s voice was hoarse and his mouth was bitter. After a country is also eligible to use bright yellow, but he said, mulberry will believe? She is too clever, just because she is smart, so everything goes to the complicated side. The attitude of his sudden change may not be good in her eyes! He really didn't know what to do. He could only slowly grind it a bit, letting Mulberry see his heart bit by bit.

"If you are negligent, use this dark purple to do the same." Throwing the bright yellow brocade aside, Zhou Wudi's smile is faintly bitter.

"Okay, is the fragrance the same?" Meng Sangyu was satisfied, and asked with a smile.

"The same, don't want dragon musk, you must love the most popular floral fragrance." Strong spirit, Zhou Wudi touched her smiley face. No, as long as you are around you, it will take a lifetime to open your heart.

"Looking at it, it's warm." He pulled the woman to the vacancy around him. In the past, he was directly in the arms of Mulberry. He had long been accustomed to getting along with each other at zero distance. It was really uncomfortable to see the sang as far as he sat. If it is not in his arms that is not easy to write, he hates to hold the mulberry at all times.

"Is it going to disturb the emperor's approval?" The buttocks clung to the man's strong thighs, and the burning body temperature passed through the cloth. Meng Sangqi moved uncomfortably. She found that the Emperor liked to stick to herself, like skin hunger.

"No." The man smiled and leaned over her pink lips, and began to review the memorial.

Meng Sangqi’s raid on men has been quite calm, elegantly wiped off the dampness on the lips, and lowered his head to concentrate on sewing the sachet. In the hall, a quiet needle can be heard for a time, and the warm atmosphere is surrounded by two people.

In the corner, Chang Xi, who is always looking at the eyes and concentrating on his mind, secretly swears: The feelings of the emperor and the German goddess are really good, so that they are like the old wives and wives.