"Bastard!"
Chu Biezhi raised his hand and hit people angrily.
Zhao fault suddenly picked her up and walked to the imperial concubine couch.
The little Buddhist was in a mess, kicking and kicking in a pair of slender and weak legs, but there was no real resistance.
"Well, I’m not trying to do anything to you. Sit down in advance."
Lord Zhao has a soft tone.
He gently put the little parting branch on the couch and sat down.
Fallen immortals haven’t set his mind at to see him pick up the oil lamp on the table and slowly squat down in front of her.
"Take off your shoes first. It will be troublesome to toss up if you are drunk unconscious."
Zhao thief put the lamp at her feet.
"I didn’t know you had night blindness …"
Chu Bie’s face was red, and her little feet in embroidered shoes had fallen into the hands of thieves, and she could struggle symbolically.
"It’s not as simple as it is at this time to see how I tidy up you when you are disobedient at this time."
Zhao wrong light snorted and said
He didn’t take off her shoes politely.
A pair of delicate lotus root feet wrapped in snow-white silk foot clothes were held by him
"You’re wearing a flame to prepare this knee sock. She’s so varied. She’s a good girl."
Zhao pinched Buddhist adults by mistake, and didn’t take off her stockings again, which seemed more pure and pleasant.
"All right? What are you doing squatting? I’ll kick you out. "
Chu don’t branch brimming with shyness said coldly
Why does this little thief insist on the lantern monster?
Still holding her feet and lighting candles. How can that be …
"I’ll have a drink with you now, please."
Zhao got up by mistake and sat by her side.
"You really need a small drink."
Xiao Biezhi said coldly, but she soon found that General Zhao didn’t mean it that way, so she really let her drink less than half a cup!
"You rob a wine lamp is meaning? I’m not drunk when I return it! "
Buddhist adults angry geological asked.
But Zhao thief has put the lamp on the imperial concubine couch.
She suddenly realized that the little thief really wouldn’t let her drink, so when it came to her mouth, she could change her mind forcibly.
"I’m not drunk … this wine is so drunk …"
Zhao Cuo didn’t drink enough himself.
An altar of precious fairy wine was overturned by him
The smell of wine attacks people, and they are always drunk for a night.
Chapter three hundred and nineteen Small don’t branch call me mother!
"Hateful little thief …"
Warm morning light spilled into the room from the bright window.
The imperial concubine’s couch, Chu Biezhi, leans back like a pear flower with a small face, and looks at the handsome face in front of her eyes with eyes.
She is as feminine as a willow, and there is a pair of white shoulders in the bed, showing the right shoulder outside. There is pink skin and tooth marks hidden in the white.
"You’ve ruined two pots of fairy wine."
Don’t talk to yourself.
Her eyes haven’t moved since she opened her eyes.
The evil thief simply spilled a pot as big as her yesterday, and most of the wine spilled on her.
"Does a dog want to have a taste of everything? I have bitten many times before … "
Buddhist adults raised their jade hands and squeezed Zhao thief’s cheek.
After pinching the face of the wicked for a while, she suddenly hid her little head in the bed and snuggled up to his chest with her beautiful eyes.