Beastly Fēi that Go Against the Heaven: Coerced by the Huáng Shū

"Xiao Wei, I want to drink water."

"Xiao Wei, I want to eat grapes."

"Xiao Yu, I am hungry..."

"Xiao Yu..."

The punishment of one and the second person with a black line stood outside the study room, listening to the voice inside the voice that felt that the whole person was messy, and almost could not imagine that his master had made the appearance of the horse to the emperor, in order to Conveniently waiting for Jingyue, Xiao Yu actually let Jing Yue enter the study that never made people enter! ?

"Oh, it's really comfortable." Jing Yue held his unwrapped hand, and suddenly he was very satisfied. Looking at Xiao Yu's hard work, he was so beautiful.

"Jing Yue." When Jing Yue was self-indulgent, Xiao Yu suddenly lifted his head from a pile of documents and looked at Jing Yue.

"Yeah." Jing Yue bent his mouth and said it.

"The long princess sent an invitation letter, please come to the poetry club together with the princess palace." Xiao Yu said that he took a red-painted post from the table and handed it to Jing Yue, said a faint opening.

"What!?" Jingyue suddenly widened his eyes and sat up with his left hand. The left hand took the post and looked up. What long princesses took part in the poetry meeting?

What kind of ghost thing is the poetry?

Why are you invited to go?

Jingyue suddenly wants to cry without tears, squinting at Xiao Yu’s pitiful saying: "I am a wounded person, can you not go?"

"No." Xiao Yu said a faint eyebrow and said: "You are the future of the Nine Emperor, the princess, this time personally see you, is to see the courtesy of the Nine Emperor, this is related to the palace Face, you have to go." Xiao Yu said with a slight blink of an eye.

"Would you like... Let's discuss it?" Jing Yue asked with a cautious tone.

"No." Xiao Yu said that the smashing of the iron, Jing Yue mourned and lie on the soft couch and shouted: "I am not married!"

"Jing Yue!" Xiao Yu's face suddenly changed, pressing the shoulders of Jing Yue hard. The anger brewed in the eyes made Jing Yue shake his body very beautifully. He looked at Xiao Yu poorly and said: "I said Can't you play it?"

"No." Xiao Yu looked at Jing Yue and said: "The next time you dare to say this, the king will cut your tongue."

"Don't!" Jing Yue suddenly screamed, quickly grabbed his mouth, looked at Xiao Yu in horror.

"The long princess treats me very well since I was a child. This time, letting you go to see her is also trying to let her be a witness. You Jingyue is my Xiao Yu woman." Xiao Yu slowly released the hand station that pressed Jing Yue. I got up and looked at the faint opening outside the window.

Jing Yue slightly looked at Xiao Yu's back and slowly lowered his head.

"Well, I know." Jing Yue said with a sullen sentence, a roll rolled over to the inside of the soft couch, Xiao Yu turned to look at such a lovely Jing Yue mouth corner slightly hooked, stepped forward and slowly leaned down Softly, a kiss fell on Jingyue's cheek.

"Tomorrow's afternoon, I will send someone to send you in the past." Xiao Yu touched Jing Yue's small ear and said.

"Well..." Jing Yue’s body was a bit sullen, and he felt that Xiao Yu’s breath slowly left himself. This was a sigh of relief. He raised his hand and touched his ear, and found that the hot was scary and the cheeks were slight. Redness buried his entire face in the quilt.

The next day, Jingyue changed the medicine and found that the wound was not as painful as the previous two days. He looked at Xiao Yu with a slight blink of an eye and said: "What kind of medicine is this? It feels so good."