The emperor's favorite gentleman is enchanting

235 Chapter 1 Qingben Enchanting ([-])
"Pay attention to extreme joy begets sorrow."

Just as Xiao Fengge finished speaking, the door suddenly opened wide.

The forehead is dotted with cinnabar, and the blue eyes are clear and demon-like. This is a face that is breathtakingly beautiful.

The person on the soft couch laughed stiffly, and stared intently, as if he was suffocated.

The most beautiful woman in the world, she has no tolerance for resistance.

Xiao Fengge lowered his eyes, took a sip of tea, it was already cold and slightly bitter.

"eleven."

It's okay to be born with such a good-looking appearance, and to have such a bewitching voice.

He approached slowly and called her, his eyes were a little chaotic and mottled in a hurry, which was actually a kind of shocking beauty.

With this call, her heart skipped a beat, and Rong Qiannian panicked.

It was in this panic that she got carried away, and then her husband-slave nature became arrogant.

She swears: "I didn't call all the beauties and young ladies."

She pointed with her plain hand: "It's Feng Ge'er."

Xiao Fengge took a mouthful of the tea stalk in his throat and blushed.

Xiao Shan was dressed in white, leaned over, with black hair scattered, handsome in black and white, he pressed against the woman's nose: "Have you been drinking?"

Rong Qiannian supported the soft couch with both hands, her eyelashes trembling: "A little bit."

I haven't seen each other for three days, Xiangsi didn't hide tightly and rushed out.Then, this girl just went around in circles, how can she remember tonight and what eve.

So, things like slaves are the essence.

"Can you go?" The voice was gentle.

Rong Qiannian couldn't find Bei for a moment: "Yes."

Xiao Chen leaned over and pecked her lips, wrapped his arms around her waist, and hugged her horizontally.

"Where are you going?" He stretched out his hand and hooked Xiao Shan's neck.

"next door."

"Huh?" Miss Rong's mind is full of muddle here.

"Eleven, do you like meat compensation?" He leaned over, with a soft voice that only she could hear, he said, "I think it's very good."

Damn, it turns out that my old lady is still angry.

Damn, it's worth it.

Miss Rong smiled and said, "Then let's count slowly."

This girl is really promising.

As Thirteen said, once the door is closed, the battle will last for three hundred rounds.

The tassels are hanging, people have gone far.

Xiao Fengge snorted coldly, picked up Rong Qiannian's unfinished wine glass, drank it down in one gulp, then smiled wryly: "It's tea."

That woman doesn't like the delicate taste of women in her boudoir, and she always drinks tea with a wine glass, but she drinks it happily and proudly.

Clearly he hasn't touched a drop of wine, but he is so drunk by the beauty.

Xiao Fengge smiled wryly at the empty glass: "A guy who has no future and no conscience." He poured a glass of wine, turned sideways, and lay down on the beauty's couch, "Jing'er, sing a song for Grandpa."

"What does the prince want to hear?"

Pillowing on the fox fur, with the woman's breath in his breath, Xiao Fengge half-closed his eyes and said, "The Story of the West Chamber."

Prince Zhaoming doesn't like iron horses clanging, but prefers the melody of the girl in his boudoir.

Hey, what is love in the world?
Jing'er stepped forward, shook a beauty fan, opened her lips, and sang a cappella: You sing in the West Wing drunk, I sing in the West Wing alone...

After drinking a glass alone, Xiao Fengge put down the glass and said, "Speak louder."

Jing'er paused, and then said: "My lord, the sound insulation in this place is very good."

Jing'er is shy and shy. If she is looking for flowers, she really wants to say something: even if the neighbor screams and her throat is broken, she can't pry into it.

All the beauties and actors in the room covered their mouths and laughed lightly. In the flower building, there is no one who doesn't understand the romance between men and women.

"Oh, that's it." Xiao Fengge raised his eyelids and smiled broadly, "Then let's sing Shixiang Ci, Xiao Jiu likes this."

Jing'er was slightly taken aback.

On the beauty's couch, the man was feigning sleep, looking coquettish, and said again: "Speak louder, let the next door listen."

The next door is about to listen, but the whole building is listening, such obscene lyrics...

At this moment, Jing'er's handsome face is miserable.

Let's talk about the affair next door.

The crimson gauze curtain is swaying, and a furnace of musk is lit, and the winter day outside the window sill is faintly sprinkled on the bed of the brocade shop through the screen embroidered with pictures of ladies.

Xiao Shan took off the emerald jade hairpin from Rong Qiannian's hair, spread her long black hair on the plain white brocade like ink, embraced her, and lay down on the couch.

On a lazy winter day, he brushed her hair, and the clothes overlapped, and the interlaced red and white were extremely peaceful.

"eleven."

"Yeah." She leaned against him and sniffed hard.

Well, I smell it, the taste of lovesickness.

He held her face in his hands: "Is it my fault?"

strange?Rong Qian's thoughts tightened, she tugged at her lips, and smiled uncomfortably: "I can't bear it."

In just three days, she was defeated, and without any reason, she raised the white chess and surrendered.

Good luck, have you been eaten by dogs?

Rong Qiannian replied weakly in her heart: Well, the gnawing was too clean, not a single bit was left.

Hooking Xiao Shan's neck, she asked grandpa: "I say that, will you be proud of being favored?"

Xiao Chen smiled slightly, "That's a woman's privilege." His gentle voice, with an extremely ordinary tone, "I can give it to you."

Not promising, my wife also recognized it!
Rong Qiannian rushed forward, propped her head on Xiao Shan's heart: "Well, I'm going to exercise my privilege now. Kiss me."

Xiao Shan chuckled, leaned closer, and licked her lips.

A kiss caused her lovesickness to cause disaster.

She, she likes this man, so much.

"Yiyao, don't do this in the future. You don't know, I have a hard heart, and you are the only one who can make me feel so uncomfortable."

If you don't care about people, how can you feel uncomfortable.

In this world, there is only one Xiao Shen who can make Rong Qiannian's ruthless and cold heart ache, because she is willing to give him that qualification, because she believes that he will not use that qualification.

As smart as she is, she is as stupid as a secular woman.

This kind of her... makes his heart tighten, hurts, and hugs her gently.

He kissed her eyebrows: "I will answer what you want." Then the nose, "I'm sorry, Eleven. In this life, I will only let me say this once. I will listen to you in the future. In the future, it will be a long time After a long time."

She cuddled honestly and quietly, and let him kiss her, and pressed her lips together, breathing together, he said: "I will live, I want you to bear children for me, and accompany me until the end of my life."

Rong Qiannian sniffed and nodded heavily: "Okay." She made trouble on Xiao Shan's lips, not a kiss, but a bite directly, "I will do everything for you, as long as you live for me." Touching the cinnabar on his forehead.

His hand, covering her, melted into the cinnabar, her face, gentle broken shadows.

He thought, her woman, even if she put it in her heart, it would not be enough to give her everything, but she didn't know what to do.

(End of this chapter)