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Zong Zhenglin's domineering character was so strong that he could not resist his fierce strength. He was willing to take risks to change the current situation, and did not ask her whether she would like to follow him or not, and to waste his bright future on the fool Zong Zhenghui.

Even if she is the future Lord of the world, the emperor Jian'an himself, the food and clothing parents of the harem, is not good!

Mu Xiyao looks at the quiet man above his head, remembers his cold "irrelevant" and gets angry. It's a woman to cheat her, isn't it? Look down on people Men are not necessarily better. Special In some cases, Ben is different.

Although Zong Zhenglin has made up his mind to stop Zong Zhenghui even if he takes advantage of the situation, he still knows the importance. At this time, he is discussing with Zong Zhengming, hoping to save Zhao from Wei Dynasty, and let the crown prince mess up and have no time to distract himself.

"If you take fire Riding Camp as a breakthrough, lure them to profit..." Zong Zhenglin is calm and indifferent. The meaning in his words brightens Zong Zhengming's eyes. Yes, this method is much safer than rashly borrowing from the family.

Come to interest, waiting for him to continue to elaborate, but see Zong Zhenglin's face suddenly a meal, a pair of eyes son bright surprisingly.

"Sixth brother?"

Taking a deep breath, Zong Zhenglin holds Mu Xiyao's fingers tightly.

Damn it. How dare this woman confront him at this time? The light armor that was lifted under the abdomen, and the tender little hand penetrated into the brocade robe, was slowly exploring downward. Only that movement, slow as if deliberately tormented, tickled his heart.

"The right person..."

"It's not appropriate to join the general. It's more convenient for Dusi and garrison to act. "

On the face of calm face and Zong Zhengming said business, body anger was Mu Xiyao across the robe again lifted up. Zong Zhenglin's heart was full of emotion. He only thought that Mu Xiyao was so bold and unrestrained in front of others. Rao is that no matter how cold and self-discipline he is, he can't escape the curiosity hobby that men are born with.

In particular, the one sitting opposite was Zong Zhengming, who had a special mind for mu Xiyao.

Mu Xiyao boldly, the corner of the mouth a pick, small hand gently put on his legs. I thought it would take some time to hook it up. I didn't want to feel it just as soon as I touched it. I was so hot under him.

This? Mu Xiyao powder face peach cheek, a little uncomfortable.

Only Zong Zhenglin's hot temperature and full posture showed that the man's desire had never been reduced. He held on to her for a long time, holding her still and chatting with Zong Zhengming.

No wonder people all say that his highness is self disciplined and strict. Now he has a profound understanding. It seems that this must be effective, and it needs to be accompanied by others. This sentence can't be counted in private.

Amazing self-control? Mu Xiyao's eyebrows and eyes are crooked with a smile. Great! Today, we will try how the former Jian'an emperor can do. No matter how strong and domineering you are, is the life root still waiting for comfort in her hand?

After a few efforts, Zong Zhenglin's whole body was stretched to death, and her thighs under her buttocks were already stiff.

Feeling the temperature of his palm rising rapidly, Mu Xiyao's eyes turned and continued to play tricks.

"Your Highness, I feel dizzy." The voice is soft and feeble, as if it is hard to bear, and can't help but cry out.

Interrupted by Mu Xiyao at dusk, Zong Zhengming looks at his face in amazement, but he has no choice but to lift her hood and knead Zong Zhenglin's forehead solemnly. It's a rare scene. It turns out that people who are used to coldness in private and will take care of people like this.

Zong Zhengming didn't know what to do. Zong Zhenglin was considerate. He was clearly angry and resentful of Mu Xiyao. He secretly stirred and teased him like a dragonfly skimming the water.

In the past, it has not been eliminated, but it has become more and more serious.

"How about heavy rubbing?" Others sound like Zong Zhenglin asked whether Mu Xiyao's strength was appropriate. Only the two of them understood that the meaning of this sentence was not so simple and clear.

Mu Xiyao's mouth is high, and her small face is full of smile.

Can't stand it. Want to rush her? Your highness, you were not so good at talking when you were just lying.

"It's better to be lighter." Mu Xiyao's back to Zong Zhengming has no need to disguise. The voice is still very delicate.

Zong Zhenglin Mou color a deep, not good on the spot to clean up her, can only bite the teeth to prop up.

Oh, my God!

Mu Xiyao raised his eyes and saw his tight chin. His eyes were filled with laughter. Your highness, enjoy

He groped for the tie around his waist. His small hand tried to get into the man's underwear. His slender fingers touched his abdomen three inches. When he got it, Zong Zhenglin must have a slight twitch.

This feeling is very good, molesting the prince, bullying the future emperor, Mu Xiyao finally has a kind of pride.

If it wasn't for Zong Zhenglin, she would not have thought of such a troubling way. One after another, your highness, you feel miserable. No wonder my concubine.

Zong Zhenglin's forehead was soaked with sweat, and his body was stiff and painful. How dare a damned woman play with him like that!With the wind and the water, the people who have no taboo in the horizontal direction will realize the power of the soft fingers.

Taking advantage of Zong Zhengming's tea break, Zong Zhenglin looks down and stares at the complacent man with his eyes full of fire. The deep dark color in the phoenix eye is too thick to dissolve.

Mu Xiyao saw his silent warning, even more provocative in her beautiful eyes. Lilac tongue slowly exposed, so in front of Zong Zhenglin's face, head slightly one side, add his palm. As if it was not fatal enough, Mu Xiyao softened her face, closed her eyes in spring, rolled his tail fingers and sucked.

Zong Zhenglin's body trembled and his throat rolled up and down. If it had not been for Zong Zhengming, he would have been oppressed.

Only such a thought, it is inevitable to associate with the spring under the cloak. Pistil dripping dew I really think about it.

Delicate, natural creature, born to torture people.

At last, she felt Zong Zhenglin's work. Mu Xiyao's eyes were wide open, her mouth was half open, and her hands were shaking.

Zong Zhenglin Has it reached the limit of venting? She still has a lot of tricks, how can boss be so anxious?

Mu Xiyao has nothing to do with her own affairs. If she was tossed by people so hard, not to mention half an hour, even half a column of incense could not survive. Zong Zhenglin can be so persistent, has been relying on extraordinary perseverance and internal force hard support to endure now.

Mu Xiyao looked into his deep eyes and easily read out the pain and desire. It's rare to see Zong Zhenglin so restrained and fragile that Mu Xiyao's Emei rises high.

"Do you want it?" Silent inquiry, small mouth son only made a mouth shape, is amused Zong Zhenglin sweat wet clothes, body under the body can not help palpitation.

See him condense face, a pair of eyes son bright astonishing, Mu Xiyao under the action suddenly stopped.

"Do you want it?" The enchantress's red lips were like fire, and she asked again with her pink lips.

Zong Zhenglin's green tendons burst out. He wished he could not strangle the bold one. He would be perfectly clean.

Can't bear her many teasing, but finally can not resist the bottom of my heart crazy thinking, only drooping eyes, blinking very quickly.

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