The Beloved Imperial Consort

Chapter 23 Old injury

Mu Xiyao saw the exquisite beauty of Shuangyanchi and suddenly exclaimed. The entire double-yan pool is three feet square, all made of jade bluestone. The side of the pool is covered with refined fur and the side is covered with bamboo cold plates. On the shore are a set of tables and chairs and a large soft bed for rest. The living things on the couch are all available. Even the copper mirror dressing table is available. When Mu Xiyao looked at the collapse, he knew Zong Zhenglin’s thoughts and couldn’t help but look at him.

The warm water in the pool has a faint milky white color. According to Zong Zhenglin, it is a health soup that has joined the palace. The petals of Chiba grass that Mu Xiyao liked floated on the water.

Zong Zhenglin, holding Mu Xiyao, sat down on the cool chair and handed her a cup of warm water to feed her. This is the little habit of Mu Xiyao who was last learned in other hospitals. Only when she swallowed, Zong Zhenglin leaned down and covered her lips with plump and moist lips. The two were kneeling in one place, their bodies were close together, their lips and teeth were lingering, and they were screaming.

“His Royal Highness, you are waiting for you to bathe, is it good?” Mu Xiyao panted and asked.

Zong Zhenglin took the person directly and walked to the side of the pool, gently putting her down. Unexpectedly, Mu Xiyao’s foot fell to the ground, and he was unable to stand firm. Zong Zhenglin quickly grabbed her waist and rubbed her cheek in one hand, and the smile in her eyes was very obvious. “This is that, but powerless?”

Listening to the man’s pride, Mu Xiyao’s small hand untied Zong Zhenglin’s clothes, slowly pulled open, fingertips gently rubbed the man’s chest, delicate and greasy sound, ” naturally can not compare with the majesty of the temple “, the tone is high, if the eyes are not targeted, the next Zong Zhenglin body, and shy retreat, the face is pretty red.

Zong Zhenglin was teased by her, and she looked at the woman’s shy look deeply and took her into the pool.

The man’s body is slender and straight, and the body of the martial arts is perfect. Mu Xiyao stood behind him, picking up the pool with a small hand, and cleaning the back with a gentle and soft, but saw a scar extending from the left shoulder to the right waist. Mu Xiyao’s fingertips slowly traced the scars of the old age, and it was aroused by Zong Zhenglin.

“His Royal Highness, can you still hurt?”

“After the seven-year-old assassination, it has long been no problem.” A short description, but I heard that Mu Xiyao was a bit sour. The children in the palace have a sentence that is most suitable. “There is no childhood.” I grew up in various sinister private days and could die at any time. It is really sad.

Mu Xiyao touched her lips, as if with care, the tip of the tongue along the scar, slowly kissing.

The two of them were so good in the pool that they remembered that the time was not early, they dried up and went outside.

Zong Zhenglin was still the first time to dress a woman, hey, so I tied her belt.

The two were in the middle of the room, but they listened to Zhao Wei’s affair.

Zong Zhenglin did not seem to hear, still stroking the hair of Mu Xiyao, looking at the focus. Mu Xiyao pulled the outer shirt that was crumpled by the man next to him, and he was waiting in the partial hall.

When Zhao Wei looked at the portrait of His Royal Highness and the Master, he made one or two of them, and smiled and retired.

Mu Xiyao pulled Zong Zhenglin’s cuffs and looked up at him with his bright eyes. “His Royal Highness can be counted on the night?” The tone was peaceful, and only a small hand touched his waist and soft meat, but also threatened to poke a few times.

Zong Zhenglin was teased by her little appearance. “The number of females has not been tried yet.” Lifting Mu Xiyao’s small chin gently rubbed and looked at her again. “Yu a woman, several times, tried it tonight, Ok?” The eyes are hot and the voice is low.

Mu Xiyao’s face was red, and he screamed “Not serious!” He got up and went to the office. Zong Zhenglin also got up, took her hand and took it together.