Poison Genius Consort

Zhao Wei is basically desperate, and Han Yu likes the big non-night gift and secret gift.

He is so deserted and conservative, to the store to help her buy these things, how much sincerity!

She must try everything that is so expensive for him.

Han Han tried this piece of purple clothes in the inner house. It was surprisingly fit and close to the body. It was just a fixed amount!

I have to say that this thing is called belly dou, she does not look like a d pocket at all, nor the taste of the bottom coat. Under the setting of her white skin, the wine red is more feminine, noble and slightly mysterious. It is like red wine, pleasing and attractive.

It’s not that Long Fei’s own pick, Han Han really likes this dress, and I want to wear it for the night.

Zhao Wei walked in and looked at Han Hao with a lack of energy. He casually said, "There is less tension, too much is too wide, and the amount of the temple is really accurate."

When this was said, Han Han was paralyzed. And Zhao Wei, a stunned spirit, stunned his face like an old orange. Suddenly his face was full of light, and his smile was like a flower. "Princess, the temple is very quantitative, huh, huh, this... it’s just too fit! When is Your Highness? The princess doesn't know?"

Zhao Wei’s long-awaited look at Han’s proud peak, grinning, and even her face was red.

The size of the close-fitting clothing, the bust is the most important!

Even Zhao Jing’s fine old woman’s face is blushing, let alone Han Hao’s party? She just thought that he was conservative and felt that he was full of sincerity? Still want to wear it for him?

Han Hao can't wait to dig a hole and bury himself.

Dragon is not night, this is the gift you sent! You bastard!

You are worse than Zhao Wei!

"Princess, put the purple skirt just on, just wear it tonight at the bonfire party, and your Highness must be happy." Zhao Wei resumed his laughing state.

After the adult, the emperor will have a respectful room to teach adults the way. Although his majesty is not like other emperors, he is very young and fascinated, but after all, he grew up in the palace, but still can't understand. personnel?

Looking at the princess's sincere gift, Zhao Wei knew that he didn't have to worry about his highness.

Han Hao only heard Zhao Wei’s words, but he was about to catch people, but he wore footsteps outside.

Both of them were shocked. Zhao Wei came out and saw that the accident was about to be opened, but the one was stopped. Zhao Wei wanted to laugh and didn't dare to laugh. When he owed a debt, he went out quietly.

There was no sound outside, Han Han asked, "Zhao Wei? Who is here?"

As soon as the voice fell, the footsteps started again. It seemed to be deliberately stepping on her to let her hear and step by step toward her.

Han Han has not yet put on his coat, and the person has come in. It is not someone else. It is the gift-giving person. The dragon is not night.

He just had a good bath, replaced his formal dress, wore a white dress, a jade belt, a high-strength ink, and washed away the exhaustion of the night, the whole person was refreshed, and the three-pointer was less. High cold, arrogant, cold and steady, like a noble son.

As soon as he came in, he just hit her coat and wore it in half.

When she glanced, the action came to an abrupt end. He leaned against the wall, arms around his chest, smiled at his mouth, and looked at it with great interest. The coat and the undercoat were all sent by him, and he didn’t know which one he looked at. .

Han Hao quickly slowed down and quickly put on his coat. She pretended not to know anything, didn't understand, and deliberately owed her debts. "His Royal Highness, thank you for your gift."

"How do you thank?" Long asked for an eyebrow.

Han Li immediately got up and yelled at him. "Why have you sent so much and you can't finish it."

"What about the earrings?" Long asked at night, that it cost him a lot of thoughts, and in order to engrave his name, he ruined several pairs.

He has a sword to kill, and he is in charge of strategy.

The first time I did the kind of work. If Han Han does not wear it, he will be unhappy.

Do not say anything else, just that pair of Feng Yu earrings, Han Yu is really like, really moved. She took Feng Yu’s earrings and said to the dragon, “Help me wear it.”

She sat in front of the stage and watched the dragon stand behind her behind the night and leaned over.

Long Fei night does not know how to wear this thing, but carefully tried it and studied it seriously. She was afraid of hurting her and was afraid of wearing it.

Han Yu did not teach, just sat, and he was screaming.

She looked at the mirror and he was low-browed, quiet, and focused very tenderly. She did not expect that he was so patient.

Looking at his slight brows, the tenderness of the water, Han Hao suddenly hopes that this moment is long.

Dragon is not night, I should be lucky, I can cross the three thousand years, meet you, marry you.

Han Hao did not consciously reach out and gently touched his handsome face. The dragon looked at the mirror in the night and saw her laughing at him in the mirror. He did not make a sound, and she gently stroked him. He continued to focus on the earrings. .

Han Han lighted his ears, nose, and lingering to his lips. He was whispering. "Oh, don't make trouble, don't wear it."

She hindered him.

She put her hand down and asked, "Dragon is not night, what I told you last time..."

The dragon's hands are distinctly stiff, and what she said to him last time is exactly what she came from a few years ago.

These days, he did not think about it.

"Hey, I haven't worn it yet." He avoided answering.

She did not say anything and continued to enjoy this quiet time. He finally got the feather feather earrings and put them on both sides.

In the mirror, she is half-turned, the earrings are drooping, the collar is tall, dignified and charming, just like a heaven.

The dragon leaned over her ear at night, looking at her in the mirror, but her fingertips gently licked the tassels of the earrings. "Like?"

"I like it very much." Han Yu answered truthfully.

"Like it." Long is not happy at night.

"Like the words above." Han Yu said again.

"That's better."

Long Fei night smiled with satisfaction, gently close, softly kiss Feng Yu, lingering down, allowed to kiss her er.

Unlike the previous rejection, Han Han did not move, looking at him in the mirror, seeing him from the gentle water to the mood, the Tianshen Jun cold face, the mood is really fascinating! Even Gu Qi, who is a country who is in the country, is not as good as one third of him.

How can there be such a man in the world?

She, just looking at his face, is enough to fall, not to mention that his body is experiencing his addiction and insanity.

The collar has been untied, and his kiss gradually hangs deep under the jade neck, gently kissing, yao her soft and beautiful.

"night……"

She couldn't help but exclaim, and thought it was already very close, but she didn't expect to be intimate.

"A night... don't..."

She no longer looks at him in the mirror, but looks down at him to be true. She gently hugged his head, trying to stop, but wanted to refuse to return, want to refuse to rest...

As the land gradually became messy, his white robes, her pink-purple skirts, scattered and tangled, he and her are also entangled, regardless of you and me.

In the dim candlelight, there was a smash in the mirror. She was pushed to the stage several times, and the ridge was placed on the cool mirror surface, which was so cold that it could not be awake...

From the stage to the tatami, to the tatami, she was almost soft in his arms, like drinking wine, mind between waking and intoxication, remembering and forgetting.

However, he said a word, she remembers it very clearly.

The only words he said, shortness of breath, hoarse voice, very firm tone, he said, "Hey, I believe you will not go."

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She said she would not leave, he would believe. What did she say, he believed! He does not want to discuss this topic again.

His arms were on the pillow, half leaning, and she leaned in his arms and rested.

"Is the clothes fit?" he asked lazily.

She immediately turned back and went, "Bad!"

He laughed happily. She answered this question and must know what he meant.

He laughed, she was even more annoyed, turned and scratched him, he stopped, very seriously said, "Re-action, I will move."

She immediately stopped, she did not want to faint here, miss the evening bonfire dinner.

He took it seriously. "Returning to the prostitute to serve, there is no need to go anywhere in the army. If there is anything that is not enough, let the prostitute say, go to the city to buy."

"Yeah." She nodded and suddenly laughed and whispered. "That's not enough. Did you buy it yourself?"

That, it means the wine red.

She stared at him and waited for him to answer. Sure enough, he was embarrassed to avoid her gaze, and she snorted in her ear for a while.

She listened, really couldn't hold back, and laughed almost unbearably.

This guy actually liked the private custom-made tube top before her, and she didn't find the same style. She was afraid that she didn't like it, so she would buy another one.

The distinguished Prince of East Qin, the dragon on the high is not the night! People in the world want to know what happens when you do these things.

Han Hao was in the arms of Long Fei, laughing with swaying flowers, and the dragon was not locked at night, and he did not speak. He simply turned over and bullied her.

Is it hard to let her shut up and not laugh?

Han Hao laughed and struggled, and did not know how. When the jade arm stretched out, he pushed the pillow away. The two black skin secrets were immediately revealed.

"What is this?" Long did not let her go at night, brought a copy.

Han Hao was shocked and hurriedly reached out to grab it. The dragon was not at night and was curious. "What?"

"Nothing, don't watch!"

Han Yu panicked and got up and rushed over. The dragon was not expected to be in the night, so he was thrown down and leaned back.

However, he still caught the black leather cheats and did not release them.

Han Yu bullied him and reached out to grab it. Unfortunately, her hand did not have the length of the dragon and the night, and she could hardly work hard.

She is bullying on him, so tossing, is simply challenging his self-control.

Long Fei night liked her challenge, and a smirk appeared in the corner of his mouth. He deliberately handed her the secret of black skin to her. Han Han was about to catch it. He immediately took it away and made Han Han anxious and annoyed, but he could not help.

"What the **** is it?" he asked.

"Get it, I will tell you when I bring it." She lied to him.

He is not so easy to be fooled. "You said, I will give it to you."

"I beg you, give it back to me." She almost cried, and she greeted Zhao Wei several times. If Long is not known at night, she has no face since then.

"It looks like a good thing." Long non-night is also raising the other hand, is about to look up, Han Han does not know where the strength, suddenly grabbed his hand, enough to reach the black leather cheats.

The dragon was not expected to be late, and the subconscious mind raised his hand. The black leather cheats were so smashed out by him. Half of them were exposed outside the curtain and half were in the curtain.

I don't know what was painted on the page outside the curtain. The one-page painting in the curtain made Han Han directly bury his head in the arms of the dragon, and never wanted to look up.

At this time, there was a loud voice screaming from the curtain. "Xu Donglin, the general told you that if the matter is delayed, you have to take full responsibility!"

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