Quickly disassemble cp: male god please do not flirt

Chapter 102: Fighting through a Female House ([-])

After returning to the room, Xiaomeng threw herself into An Qing's arms, and lay her pillow on the softness of her chest, as if she wanted to embed herself in it.

But soon, Xiaomeng seemed to smell something, and began to crawl around with An Qing's clothes, and finally hung on her hand, screaming non-stop at her nails.

"You little thing can still see this? I'm fine, just don't lick it. Otherwise, maybe you can only go back to the underworld."

After crying for a long time, Xiaomeng received An Qing's comforting eyes, tilted her head and began to think about what she meant.

It's just that I don't know how to do it for a long time.

There was another gloomy wind blowing in the house, An Qing noticed that it wasn't caused by Xiaomeng this time.

Could it be that there is something invisible in the house?If so, Xiaomeng, a ghost beast from the underworld, wouldn't be able to notice it?

Feeling that although this aura is tinged with anger, it is obviously not malicious to him. He wanted the system to check, but he thought of the person who had not appeared before, so he gave up.

Probably that person.

If you want to hide, then hide, and sooner or later you will show up.

That night, when Cen Jiu came to An Qing's room, he was probably thinking about the rain and dew, or comforting her.

"Ning'er, Shi Qi is new here and there are many things she doesn't understand, so please be patient with her." Cen Jiu put his arms around An Qing's body and kissed the top of her head gently.

An Qing lowered her head as always, after all, her unchanging demeanor is not pleasing, this lowering her head is the best way to deal with it, and keeping a pair of talking eyes is enough.

"My lord is worrying too much. My sister is beautiful and polite. It is Mengning who needs to learn more from her."

The soft words that sounded like Ying's language made Cen Jiu's ears soften, and at the same time, the itching in his heart became heavier.

I was at Liang Shiqi's place yesterday, and I was at Luhehongyingying's place a few days ago, and I haven't tasted this delicious body for three days.

Without further words, he picked An Qing up and went straight to the bed.

On the other hand, An Qing crushed the psychedelic pill very skillfully, then jumped out of Cen Jiu's arms, watching his personal sex/gong show with cold eyes.

I have seen this kind of thing too much, but it is also dull, so I picked up Xiaomeng who didn't know when she ran out, and put it in my hand to tease.

This night passed like this.

On the second day, Cen Jiu still rested in the safe room, Li Shiqi couldn't sit still.

After lunch on the third day, Li Shiqi led Cen Jiu into her room on the pretext of showing him some strange gadget, and did not leave until sunset.

That night, Cen Jiu was still resting in Li Shiqi's room, and when An Qing walked by, she could hear coquettish laughter constantly.

This Cen Jiu stayed in Li Shiqi's house for three consecutive days, and An Qing didn't bother her much.

After these three days, Cen Jiu rested outside and did not return all night.

After all, it was indeed the beginning of the gradual filling of the palace's backyard.

First came Liu Yuanyuan, a famous prostitute from Yangzhou, and then Qiao Mei, the daughter of a wealthy businessman. Before long, the backyard was already bustling with activity.

Li Shiqi no longer cares about An Qing, and concentrates on fighting wits and courage with the newbies who have entered the house.

Those newcomers who had already known that the princess had a strong background and a generous personality were not easily bullied, so naturally they would not kick this iron plate.

An Qing still didn't ask these people much, but when Cen Jiu occasionally rested in her room, she said more words like "Don't work too hard, my lord", so that Cen Jiu could feel more at ease with herself.

Such a reasonable and considerate attitude made Cen Jiu's favorability score reach 70. It seems that Cen Jiu can no longer live without An Qing.

(End of this chapter)