Quick Transmigration: Rescue Plan for the Misguided Villain Boss

? Seeing him coming, the little emperor moved for a while, his hand bones turned white, and he firmly grasped the cinnabar pen in his hand.

She raised her head and looked at him blankly without answering.

Jun Zui smiled, but he seemed to be in a good mood: "Is the emperor's health better?"

Hearing this question, the little emperor's heart burst into flames.

She threw the pen out of her hand, and the cinnabar pen hit Jun Zui's sleeve, dyeing a bright red.

"hypocritical!"

Jun Zui paused, and laughed: "The minister is only concerned about the emperor, so why is it hypocritical?"

The little emperor raised his voice in annoyance: "You rebel thief!"

Seeing her angry, Jun Zui stepped forward, gently picked her up from the seat, and put her on her lap regardless of her struggle.

On the day of his wedding, he did overdo it, and the little emperor froze as soon as he touched his skin.

Jun Zui felt the stiffness of the person in his arms, and stretched out his hand to caress her back: "It will always be a little uncomfortable the first time, but it will be better later."

As soon as I heard "It will be better later", the body of the person in his arms became more and more stiff, but his face still showed a stern expression: "Jun drunk, don't deceive people too much!"

Looking at the person in his arms, Jun Zui pursed his lips and smiled.

Deceive too much?

Is it because you and I have life and death enemies and deceive people too much, or do I deceive people too much by doing things about you?

Jun Zui didn’t want to say more, he just circled her in his arms, stretched out his hand to pick up the memorial on the table and unfolded. The memorial was approved.

How was the little emperor willing to give in, trying hard with his right hand to break free.

But how she could see her strength in front of Jun Zui, the cinnabar pen in her hand still steadily finished the memorial.

The little emperor gasped roughly, staring at him tightly.

Jun Zui put the approved memorial aside in a good mood, and took another one, and wanted to continue to help him in this way, the little emperor would finish the memorial approval.

The little emperor threw the pen in his hand to the ground, shaking with anger.

Jun Zui didn't think it was a pestle, turned away the face of the little emperor in his arms, and let her look at herself.

"How does the emperor feel about the two days?"

how? Like a bird in a cage, what can be done if someone is trapped in a square-inch cage at will?

She didn't answer, and Jun Zui didn't care.

He said slowly: "Now in the court, the emperor can't compete with me, and in the palace, he can't squeeze me. How does the emperor want me to repay me thousands of times?"

Seeing that the person in his arms didn't answer, Jun Zui stretched out his hand to push her to the table.

The little emperor's conditioned backhand supported the edge of the table, and Jun Zui easily broke her legs apart.

The little emperor was stunned for a moment, then stretched out his hand furiously, but was firmly suppressed.

In this position, Jun Zui deceived himself.

He couldn't see any emotions in his eyes, only the corners of his mouth curled up, showing a smile that was not a smile: "I have an idea. I wonder if the emperor would like to listen to it?"

The little emperor turned his head and refused to pay attention to him.

Jun Zui said to himself: "It's better to... the emperor Israel serves me. If the minister is happy, he will return the household department to the emperor first, okay?"

There has always been only the concubine Israel to serve the emperor, and there is no emperor Israel’s courtiers. The little emperor bit his silver teeth to pieces: "You! Delusion! Thinking!"

Jun Zui let out a low smile: "The emperor refused, so the minister had to take it himself."

After all, he took off the clothes of the person in front of him with the wrong hands.

"Let go!" Not saying that Bai Ri Xuanyan, or in a place like the Imperial Study Room, the little emperor struggled harder and harder.

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