Empress Industrial Project

Chapter 393 (26)

There is no reason to fight yourself.

Qiao Yurong's gaze became moved: "You said you would plot rebellion for me?"

Han Qing was already putting on the outermost piece of clothing for Qiao Yurong, and said dotingly: "Well, you are my woman, I will do whatever you ask me to do for you, and whatever you need, regardless of the world, I'll do my best to get it for you."

Qiao Yurong was delighted to hear these sweet words, and said in his heart, "What if I want to be the Empress?"

Empress?

Han Qing's hands paused, and he looked at Qiao Yurong.

Qiao Yurong looked at Han Qing, nodded, stretched out his fingers to hook Han Qing's chin, his brows and eyes were full of frivolity, seductively: "Yes, empress, if I want to be empress, are you willing to find that for me?" Position, and then trade the country for a beauty like me?"

Han Qing narrowed his narrow eyebrows, stretched out his hand, hugged Qiao Yurong tightly, and threw her on the bed, his deep eyes shone with an inexplicable brilliance, domineering and forceful: "Don't you know that even a ghost can be romantic if you die under a peony flower?" Talk? Let me think about it, if you become an empress, I will sleep with an empress every day, and it will feel good!"

Test!
This Han Qing is less moral than himself.

Qiao Yurong's mood was waning, and she felt that she had unknowingly hooked up a monk who was ascetic and ascetic as a greedy monster.

Every time you tease someone, you will be teased back.

"Hmph! It's almost like I called you to sleep with me." Qiao Yurong refused to accept it.

Han Qing laughed softly, blowing the warm wind in Qiao Yurong's ear, stirring people's hearts, and his voice was extremely ambiguous: "I will definitely satisfy the Empress when the time comes, and you will be reluctant to part with me, and you will want me every day... "

"You're so beautiful!" Qiao Yurong's heart skipped a beat, and her face turned red.

Han Qing looked cute, especially the lips that were talking. Thinking of giving himself the feeling of flying into the sky, he wanted to bow his head and kiss him. At this time, a voice came from outside the door: "Master, the meal is here."

What a disappointment.

The dryness and heat in Han Qing's heart subsided, and he kissed the lips lightly.

Qiao Yurong was already pushing Han Qing: "Get up quickly, Fan Wang is outside, I'm starving to death."

Han Qing reluctantly got up and called Fan Wang in.

Fan Wang came in with the food.

These few days the master has been in the house every step of the way, they are guarding outside, naturally they heard everything, even if they are stupid, they also know one thing.

Is this Prince Zhenbei actually a woman?

The melodious and non-stop spring sounds that night were more touching than Shangxianyue that day, and their bodies were extremely hot when they heard it.

Fan Wang secretly glanced at Qiao Yurong.

The thin and straight figure is getting off the bed, the skin is as thick as fat, white and tender like tofu, soft and tender, as if it would be broken with a poke.

At this moment, it is shy with a reddish color, like a flash in the pan that blooms at night, blooming with the color of the city.

Her jade feet stretched out from the quilt, she was not wearing socks, her skin was like spring research, her feet were frosty white, the color like pearls shone pink and tender, the white ones were even more flawless than white jade, people could see them at a glance I want to hold it in the palm of my hand and carefully... caress.

Fan Wang's heart became hot, and he quickly lowered his head, suppressing the desire in his heart, the restlessness of his body made him break out in a cold sweat behind his back.

This woman belongs to the master!

He can't have any ideas.

But this woman is like a goblin, she can touch people's heartstrings easily with her gestures.

(End of this chapter)