Chapter 7： It is impossible to sleep in a bed. (1/2)

In the president's Wenli, in the face of Wenxiang's soft-hearted sister's investment, the overbearing presidents must of course hold on to people, and the evil charm smiles: ”Little fairy, this is your initiative.”

And Xiao Yuan, a president, feels that when someone is going to his own arms and starts to pull his own clothes.

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He turned over, followed by a standard pick, then grabbed the wrist and pressed the arm and pressed the head to hold the person down! !

Hold it down!

After Xiao Yuan pressed the person, the first reaction was...

The road of his own overbearing president has been completely saved!

The person who was held down by him also stunned, and the voice was filled with faint fear and crying: ”Imperial, emperor, lighter, good?”

Well, this voice is very soft, very awkward, very cute.

But the voice of a boy!

Xiao Yuan quickly released the person: ”Sorry, sorry, you scared me.”

The boy was slightly curled up: ”Slaves, slaves are not intentional, you don't want to be angry.”

Xiao Yuan holds his head.

He later thought of two things.

First, this young king, he is a broken sleeve!

Second, when I took a bath, the red sleeves should be asked if he needs someone to sleep at night!

When the teenager saw Xiao Yuan not talking for a long time, he thought he was angry. He panicked and took out a rope from the bed: ”You don't be angry with the emperor. You tied the slaves. Didn't the emperor say that he wanted to take the ruler?” The minions are now ready to take the ruler, the emperor?”

Xiao Yu'an head is even more painful.

He knows that the young king is a broken sleeve, but he does not know that this king is a S!

And also gave birth to a beautiful appearance, subject to heart attack! So dare to challenge the fate! So have any thoughts! So unconventional!

Xiao Yu'an's strange attitude made the teenager panic. He pulled his clothes off, suddenly holding his hands and feet and holding Xiao Yu'an in a winding ring. The clothes fell on his wrists. The clean chest and shoulders were all exposed. The young voice shook his lips. The slaves want it, ask you, give the slave.”

Xiao Yuan held down the hands of the people and smiled slightly: ”If you don't give it, don't give it.”

The teenager suddenly stayed, and the panicked expression was a bit broken.

”Well? Finally calm down?” Xiao Yu'an gently patted the boy's head like his brother, and then reached out to pull his clothes.

Juveniles still said something, and Xiao Yu’an’s unusual behavior scared him to the ground.

”Red sleeves, red sleeves.” Xiao Yuan screamed twice, and the candlelight shook outside the door of the palace, and the red sleeves slammed into the door.

The red sleeves were placed around the candle wax, and the palace was suddenly bright. Then she squatted in front of the bed and asked: ”The emperor, what happened? Is this slave only waiting for you to be comfortable?”