The queen's vest fell off, I picked it up for you

Chapter 25 [25] Move it

"Yun Mumu, you bitch, what are you doing? Get out of here." Duan Yihuang blushed from her anger.

This woman is so shameless that she actually proposed to sleep with a man.

He had never seen such a shameless woman.

"Okay, Your Majesty, this concubine will get out now." After she finished speaking, she rolled two times on the large dragon couch.

Then he stretched his limbs in a large font, lying comfortably on his back, looking at the bright yellow curtain above.

It's been a long time since I could lie down so comfortably. Although the beauty couch is spacious, it's just a couch for resting after all.

How can this dragon couch be soft and spacious.

"Your Majesty, the concubine is done. If you haven't watched enough, the concubine can still go away."

Yun Mumu, who had exercised a little, sat up, her pink face was delicately flushed after exercising, and her misty eyes were clear and bright.

Duan Yihuang: ...

Never seen such a brazen person.

"Your majesty, can you move a little bit? You are sleeping in the middle, and the concubines don't know if you are sleeping inside or outside."

Duan Yihuang: ...

What the hell, if he can move, is he still paralyzed?
"Oh, I forgot. You are paralyzed and can't move. That's okay. You can sleep inside. It's too small outside. You don't sleep honestly. You're afraid you'll fall off."

Duan Yihuang: ...

Just when Duan Yihuang was speechless and asked the sky, a small body collapsed directly from his forehead.

Duan Yixuan: "Yun Mumu? How dare you fall over my forehead?"

With a manly face flushed, he kept shaking and growling with his only moving head.

Yun Mumu didn't take it seriously, and said in relief: "Your Majesty, at worst, when you can get up, I will let you collapse again. I will squat down and collapse for you, whatever you want."

"Yunmumu, I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you." Duan Yihuang's rage value can kill an elephant, but it's useless.

Yun Mumu's opera spirit possessed her body, and she acted with him, whispering in her small voice, pretending to be terrified, "Ah? The concubine is so frightened, don't, Your Majesty, don't kill the concubine. "

The pretense was too fake, and it made the tyrant even more angry, "I will definitely kill you, Yunmumu, I will kill you...kill you..."

Yun Mumu covered her ears and muttered: "Kill it, kill it... The emperor kills slowly, the concubine is going to sleep."

After speaking, he curled up, covered his ears and fell asleep.

It was late at night and she was tired.

She closed her eyes, her black hair scattered randomly on the satin pillow, covering half of her delicate face.

Duan Yihuang tilted his head to look at her, only his delicate red lips were exposed in his black hair.

Those lips looked full of color, soft and glossy.

I don't know what it will taste like in my mouth.

The man became quiet, and just stared at Yunmumu like this.

Yun Mumu lay on his side facing him, and his breathing became steady in an instant.

The evenly warm breath hit the man's face warmly.

The sweet and greasy hot air invaded the man's heart.

It gave him an indescribable feeling, and he just felt a tickle in his heart, an unprecedented feeling.

this woman?
Fall asleep so soon?
Is the Sandman possessed?

He remembered what she said just now, saying that she would let him step back when he could get up.

Everyone felt that there would be a day when Duan Yihuang could stand up without him.

(End of this chapter)