Princess too Young, Prince too Old

"Eh? Nostalgic for Hongchen?" Lu Zhishan snatched the round nose of Mu Nanzhi, chuckling, "Remaining six roots?"

Since Mu Nanzhi was injured, the two have not had such intimacy for a long time. Mu Nanzhi immediately blushed. She was a bit shy, but could not help but want to get closer to Lu Zhishan. She was timid. Picked up and pecked Lu Zhishan's lips, and said shamefully, "Yeah, as long as you see you, I will be six unclean, and all blame my cousin, making my life impossible."

Lu Zhishan was pecked by a child like a dragonfly, and he suddenly felt like a thunderbolt. He immediately hugged the child tighter, his face was a little closer to the child's face, and the room was quiet. There were only two people. A rapid and powerful heartbeat, a whisper, urged the two to become entangled more quickly.

"Hey, hey," he was really thirsty, and the child was lying in bed with injuries. He didn't have much reverie, but at this time, the child was a lot better, and the child was so active. I ca n’t sit still, it seems that I want to recover all these days of indebtedness, "Oh, oh, I miss you so much ..."

"Cousin ... Cousin ..." Mu Nanzhi flushed, his voice trembling, "Cousin ... I'm going to be killed by you ..."

Lu Zhishan kissed deeper and deeper, he thought a little bit badly, just let the child eat the belly, so that he could let him care about his stomach every day, so that he would not worry about his tea.

"Cousin ... hiss ..." Mu Nanzhi frowned, "I hurt ... hurt ..."

"But you have a wound?" Lu Zhishan let go of the child, and hurriedly unbuttoned the child's shirt. The warm child in the room only wore a loose blouse, and Lu Zhishan stepped back from the child. In the middle clothes, I went to look at the child's wound. The wound was healed, and there was no need to change the medicine. A thick puppet was formed on the head. Luzhi Shanzai checked it carefully and there was no blood leakage. He was relieved. With a tone, I leaned in and kissed the child's bright and clean back for a long time, and then reluctantly dressed the child again.

"Cousin, from now on ... I will supply you later ..." Mu Nanzhi could not lower, whispered.

The man stared at the little red ears of the child, and his heart was sweet and tortured. When he spoke again, his voice was a little dumb: "How to compensate?"

"That's ... that's ..." Those little ears were even redder, and they were so ashamed to speak, "Thirty-two styles ... as you choose ... if you don't believe us, we ... we'll hook ..."

While talking, the child caught the man's little finger with his little finger, while shaking it slightly, and humming with the little mouth: "The hook is not allowed to change for a hundred years, and I want to change ... um ... it's small Bargo ... "

An old heart of Lu Zhishan!

How could there be such a cute little thing?

How can he hurt?

~~~~~~~

The gate of the palace.

The carriage of the owner of Jing'an County stopped at the gate of the palace.

Du Heng was too busy to dismount, walked to the window of the carriage, and bowed to the humane inside: "It is inconvenient to enter the palace below, so I can only send the county master here."

"Thank you, Guard Du," Jing'an County chief opened the curtains and looked at Du Heng's face and white snow, could not help but stunned, "The snow is so big outside?"

[All characters in this article are adults.]

Remember this site: www.wuxiaspot.com