The imperial concubine is charming and coquettish, she crazily criticizes the tyrant for spoiling he

Lian Xueyin responded.

Take a step forward.

Qinggua is still a small sapling, even if it is transformed into its original form, it is not even as tall as Xueyin, only barely reaching his chin.

So Lian Xueyin could only bend slightly, encircling her slender trunk.

Just at this moment, the transformation formula in Qingkuo's mouth had just been recited.

She transformed into a young girl.

His arms wrapped around Lian Xueyin's neck in time.

Lian Xueyin felt the warm and delicate skin in her palm, and suddenly froze.

Slowly downcast.

The ink-like long hair of the green tree was scattered casually, and there were still drops of water hanging on it when it was wet. The water on his body was not wiped dry, and soon even Xueyin's clothes were wet.

She raised her head, met Shang Lian Xueyin's stunned eyes, and quickly pecked his chin lightly, "Your Majesty, am I pretty?"

Even the snow-printed Adam's apple rolled.

The temperature in the palm was originally a little cold, but now it became hot.

He froze his hands and didn't dare to move, he didn't dare to touch anywhere, but she hugged his neck like this, and he couldn't let go of her, so the two of them froze for a moment.

Qing Chuan saw that his neck to the base of his ears were tinged with a layer of red, and the corners of his lips were even more triumphant.

She just said, she still has the potential to be a demon concubine who will harm the country!

Look, isn't Your Majesty just being confused by her?
Qing Kuo hugged Lian Xueyin's neck, and put a sticker on his body, with a delicate and soft voice, "Your Majesty, I'm cold."

Lian Xueyin was convinced that he had indeed met a goblin.

Goblin.

Enduring his sanity that was about to collapse, he broke the belt with the other hand without changing his face, loosened the slightly spacious robe, wrapped Qingzhe into his arms, pinched her waist and lifted her slightly. Half on her shoulders, her arms clasped her legs.

Then she quickly left the bathroom, went straight to the bed, lifted the quilt, and wrapped her in it.

Qing Chuan, who moved so fast, hadn't even reacted yet, her whole body was wrapped in a quilt like a silkworm cocoon.

She poked her head out of the quilt and saw that Lian Xueyin was sitting on the edge of the bed in disheveled clothes and disheveled hair, looking down at her deeply.

Qing Kuo felt a little guilty.

She seemed to be joking a little too far.

His Majesty's appearance is obviously not very good, could it be that he has been teased too much?

She was a little short of breath and shrank her head into the quilt, not daring to look at Lian Xueyin.

Seeing her cowardly look, Lian Xueyin couldn't hold back, and let out a light snort.

With his fingertips, he pushed aside the quilt covering her face, pinched her chin, and kissed her lips with downcast eyes.

Qing Kuo was forced to raise her head to accept his kiss, her arms on the bed couldn't hold it up, and it was really numb.

She whimpered and said, "Your Majesty, I, my hands are numb..."

Lian Xueyin froze, her eyes darkened even more.

My hands are numb.

I don't know, I thought he asked her to do something.

With this thought, Lian Xueyin let go of her in embarrassment, got up, took a few steps back, and turned around.

Qing Kuo shook her numb hand, and was about to mutter something, when she saw Lian Xueyin standing there with her back turned to her back, she tentatively called out,
"His Majesty?"

Even Snow Seal did not respond.

Qing Kuo's eyes widened slightly, bad, from a medical point of view, His Majesty must be suffocated, right?

Qing Kuo suddenly felt guilty, as expected, she couldn't take a joke.

I just don't know what His Majesty is embarrassing about?
Is it really that important whether she likes him or not?

So important that he has to guard his body like a jade?