Chapter 296 (1/2)

In the bosom small body trembles, Zong Zhenglin's sword eyebrow is more and more tight Cu. How to comfort the woman when she cries?

”Don't cry, Jiaojiao.” It's stiff. The six Royal Highnesses are extremely astringent.

To deal with the affectation of women, the more reasonable, the more powerful. The enchantress burst into tears, whimpered, her small mouth shriveled and shrunk, her hands clasped in front of her chest and her fingers gripping her lapel. It's a pity that he has wasted the pitiful attitude of ”Xizi's heart beating”. Fortunately, there are people who can use it.

Seeing her gold beans hit on Dankou's small hands, the sixth Royal Highness was bluffing and really hurt.

”Don't cry again.” Gentle, not comfortable with the voice.

Compared with the usual dignity and coldness, it was not easy for Zong Zhenglin to coax her here.

”Well.” Crying too much, I'm going to respond. A mouth son, breath disorderly, can't help but belch. Tears rolling down, not aggrieved, but feel lost.

Aware of her embarrassment, Zong Zhenglin touched her back. Warm and soft, compared with words, he is more suitable for conveying the mind between lines.

”Don't be ashamed.” No charming face son, with that pair of half drooping eyes, still beautiful to call his heart hot. ”Even so, this hall loves it.”

As long as the weeping little woman didn't toss his clothes and robes, and then erase the care in his heart, he would feel that there was flavor.

Get a good word, Mu Xiyao slowly raised his neck, dark eyes, water spirit fog misty looking at him, sad to complain. ”You are in my house, close to the woman next to you, and poke into my heart.” Exaggeration does not prevent her from taking the opportunity to make trouble. ”I'm looking at this room and I'm sad.”

”Those who have nothing to do and are taken advantage of should not be spoiled, but be close to them.” Zong Zhenglin was resolute and unambiguous. Feel to say too hard, hard to coax her, ”house furnishings, change is.”

”I can see you buckle her waist and kiss her.”

”Interrupted by Jiaojiao.” Her foot was interrupted by more than his intentional actions. Even in the dream, he was not called clean.

”Then you touch her here.” I have some grievances. I have to find a more concrete story.

The topic has a strange twist.

Seeing that the little woman reached out and pointed to the lower edge of her breast, she was already full of tight clothes. As her breath rose and fell, she could see the two groups of tender white flowers through her clothes. Zong Zhenglin's eyes are dark.

”It's not as beautiful as it is.”

“……”

As the conversation progressed to this point, Mu Xiyao suddenly realized that crying was a technical job in front of a black man. If he didn't do it, he took him out of the way.

They were locked in the room to talk about private matters. There was a circle of people outside the main room. They were so anxious that they could not poke a hole in the window, so that they could hear more clearly. Everyone was scared to death. How can you hear the Yao master's son sobbing? Is it not his Highness's voice and lust that he is really angry. Master son can't bear, just so the first time to cry nose?

The sound was quite accurate, and after a moment his highness sent hot water. It can be seen that the master is really crying. After a look into the room, the hanging heart immediately and steadily landed. As expected, he was worried about the master, that is, he was just messing around. Mother Zhao and others immediately took a long breath and followed Mu Xiyao's two maids for a long time. However, they looked at each other strangely and then looked at the scene on the couch. How could they become more familiar with each other?