III Jiangshan

The door of the house was opened with a "huo la", shaking the people in the house.

Mo Chi stood up in surprise, staring blankly at the person at the door, smiling at Yuan Youqi, his expression a little dazed.

It seems that somewhere, it is not the same as before.

How is it different?When did it start to be different?

From when those complicated pictures broke into my dreams frequently, or from when I dreamed last night that I cooked a pot of herbal tea by myself and coaxed Yuan Youqi in the dream to drink it with me?Or, in a dream, watching Yuan Youqi in pain after drinking the herbal tea, but he was helpless, and then woke up in a fright?

Terrified in the middle of the night, Mochi couldn't fall back to sleep no matter what.Recalling all the things in the dream, she felt lingering fear, and her chest was so oppressed that she couldn't breathe.

She kept her eyes open and stared at the swallows flying on the bed curtain until the sky gradually brightened and the sun rose.

Because the usual breakfast time came, Mo Chi forced himself to struggle to get up from the bed, and ate breakfast in a daze.She didn't want people in Prince Ning's mansion to think that "the woman the emperor likes" is a lazy woman.

Thinking of the name "The Emperor's Favorite Girl", Mo Chi's heart felt sweet, and then he stagnated again——

She was a little helpless and a little desolately aware that what she cared most about now was actually that person's reputation, not her own.

Mochi shook his head silently, endured the discomfort in his throat, and forced himself to swallow the food that was prepared according to her taste.

Even though she has no appetite, she is reluctant to let down the emperor's intentions.

After breakfast, he still rinsed his mouth and hands, and the ink pool was still the same as yesterday afternoon, holding the half-worn purse in his hand, sitting blankly in front of the window.

She thought it was ridiculous to be like this, like a vulgar fan who was looking forward to the appearance of her lover and only had her lover in her heart.She despises herself like this, but she can't help it.

Mochi forced herself to withdraw from the yearning and nostalgia for Yuan Youqi's face, breath and warm embrace. She tried her best to divert her attention, but found sadly that the result of such diversion was: Yuan Youqi's painful expression appeared when he was awake.

Is it because I was in the letter period, and I was involved in this kind of matter with the emperor yesterday, so I dreamed of such a scene?

Mo Chi remembered that dream very clearly.She remembered what the "herbal tea" was for, and even the recipe for making the herbal tea, which she could write right now.

How could there be such a mad prescription in the world!

Mochi thought.

According to the medical classics, "women are based on blood", so there is Guishui, so life can be conceived.If Guishui is cut off for no reason, it is very likely to hurt the root.

The self in the dream used that prescription to cut off Yuan Youqi's Guishui.Even though the extra medicines added in the prescription are intended to prevent accidents, but if there is a slight mistake, it is very likely that Yuan Youqi's qi and blood will be exhausted, ranging from premature aging to life-threatening!

Why do this!

Mochi asked himself, why not ask the self in the dream?

Could it be that because the emperor is a woman disguised as a man, is it because I want to take away her natural characteristics as a woman in my dream?

Dreams are the presentation of thoughts and memories that are deeply buried in the subconscious, even difficult to know.

Mochi deeply felt that he who had such thoughts in his subconscious mind was also crazy.

After sitting like this for two hours, the sun outside the window rose higher and higher, almost to the sky.

Mochi's heart also gradually cooled down——

At this moment, the time for the emperor to visit him has already passed.

Are you busy with state affairs?Or, stumbled by some urgent government affairs?

She won't forget to come, will she?

Mochi's mood suddenly became uneasy.

She knew that such an idea was ridiculous, but she still couldn't help worrying about gains and losses.

In the end, Mochi couldn't bear it anymore, she called the maids who were used to serving her, and asked them to ask the people in charge of the mansion if the "Young Master" had come.

The maids of Prince Ning's Mansion are naturally doing things properly, and after listening quietly, they obediently went to do things.However, Mo Chi still blushed because of his uncontrollable "initiative".

The maid left, and Mo Chi was left alone in the huge room.

She sat back to the original place again, took out the half-worn purse that she hid when she summoned the maid, and slowly brushed her finger over it in a disorganized way, as if to calm her restless mood.

This action did not calm her down much.On the contrary, she recalled what she saw when she mustered up the courage to open her purse yesterday, which made her even more confused.

With a thought, a terrible conjecture jumped into Mochi's mind without warning, so that when Yuan Youqi happily appeared in front of her eyes, Mochi's body was shocked and he stood up in panic Come.

When facing Mochi, Yuan Youqi has never been stingy with her intimacy, especially when Mochi "actively" asked her once for the first time, Yuan Youqi's stomach full of bubbles fermented by happiness was about to overflow So, how can we not reciprocate?

"Qingqing! You miss me!" He used an affirmative sentence, and before he finished speaking, people got tired of it.

Finally being hugged into a warm embrace as he wished, Mochi sighed silently with satisfaction in his heart, then let his body go, and leaned into Yuan Youqi's arms.

Yuan Youqi loves her so much, she is soft and obedient, and she feels itchy in her heart, so she can't help but make a move——

"Bah!"

A resounding kiss was imprinted on Mochi's temple, causing the roots of Mochi's hair to blush with embarrassment.

Yuan Youqi advocated that "good things come in pairs", so he rubbed Mochi's neck, hair, and cheeks several times back and forth dissatisfied, until Mochi silently avoided her cat-like gestures Only then did she lightly lift Mochi's chin, look into Mochi's pupils with piercing eyes, and said in a low voice, "You miss me, don't you?"

Mochi was similarly teased by her, but not frivolously hooked his chin, had to face her question directly, and with her affectionate gaze, immediately drowned in the center of the two amber lakes.

Regardless of the embarrassment, the ink pool seemed to be confused, and he nodded slowly. The faint voice seemed to come from a distant time and space.

"Yes." she replied.

Concise and concise.

Yuan Youqi's breathing was stagnant, his heart suddenly tightened into a ball, and then suddenly expanded, as if he had been poured into the world's most mellow honey wine, intoxicating and sweet.

"So, very good. I like it very much..."

Yuan Youqi no longer hesitated, and fed the last word "Huan" into Mochi's lips, pulled Mochi forcefully, and shared with himself the joy of lips and teeth between two people who missed each other.

Yuan Youqi has always been greedy for the ink pond, and even more greedy for the beauty of the ink pond, the lips of the ink pond, the breath of the ink pond, and the taste of the ink pond, no matter how much she tastes, she can't get enough of it.She turned the thirteen or fourteen hours of separation and longing into greed and grasping, holding the ink pool tightly in front of her body with both hands, not allowing to escape, but using her tongue to tease the ink pool's emotions and desires, Wishing to suck away the spirit and soul of Mochi, to satisfy the love that has already been integrated into his flesh and blood.

Yuan Youqi is becoming more and more familiar with this way, and his obsession with his body is becoming less and less concealed, such a fiery passion does not make Mochi feel uncomfortable.

Although she was still very shy, she couldn't help Yuan Youqi's obsession.The initial shyness, after gradually indulging in it, turned into difficulty, Mochi couldn't help but tighten Yuan Youqi's skirt, and kissed back.

How could Yuan Youqi live up to a beauty so addicted to her?So I don't know what "restraint" is, and I pester it even more greedily.

For a moment, Mochi seemed to be suddenly thrown into the sky-high flames, and his whole body was ignited from the inside to the outside, burning.

And Yuan Youqi's tenderness in the subtleties all the time in his strength, as well as the childlike sense of attachment, made Mochi's heart tremble, and his eyes became sore and hot inexplicably.

What about Yuan Youqi?

It seemed that he felt the emotional agitation of Mochi, and his style changed suddenly. He no longer just gnawed like a little beast, but changed the way of licking, teasing, and kissing lightly.

Mochi felt dizzy for a while——

This way made her feel so soft all over, it was unbearable.

For a moment, she felt like a fresh fish that had been cooked so deliciously that Yuan Youqi, a cat who didn't know what satiety was, was about to lick up the thick soup all over her body; The fried meatballs are crispy, burnt on the outside and tender on the inside. The little friend Yuan Youqi squinted his eyes and licked the puff pastry with his tender tongue, licking left and right, but he was reluctant to take a big bite. gulp...

Mochi felt deeply that he was going crazy.

She would rather Yuan Youqi let go of his hands and feet and eat big mouthfuls, than this kind of piecemeal, kissing and biting.

It is true that such a process is not uncomfortable, but it makes Mochi feel unable to stop.

However, amidst this unstoppable desire, there is a certain strong desire that rises from the bottom of Mochi's heart and becomes more and more obvious, making it impossible for her to ignore——

She wanted Yuan Youqi to have a more thorough and in-depth touch.

It's not childish ignorance and dominance, nor is it like a cat-like taste, but...

Yuan Youqi's delicate kiss was still lingering between Mochi's lips, Mochi's thoughts were flying, and he suddenly thought of a strange place.

A strong twitching sensation appeared in her lower abdomen, Mochi's eyes widened suddenly, her breath stagnated, and her hands tightly clasped Yuan Youqi's waist.

Then, Mo Chi's face turned bright red.

The itchy and slimy feeling under her lower abdomen made her realize what happened very quickly.

I don't know where I got the strength from, but Mo Chi, who was kissed by Yuan Youqi in the dark, broke free from Yuan Youqi's shackles, ran and hid behind the screen.

Yuan Youqi was still intoxicated, but suddenly his arms were empty.

She tied her hands and looked stupid, not understanding what happened.

Mochi hides behind the screen, his heart beats like a drum, his head is as big as a bucket——

How could he lose his soul by being kissed by her so muddled?It's so...uncontrollable.

Have you completely forgotten what is going on now?

Mochi scolded himself secretly.She could imagine how embarrassing she was in the midst of her letter period.

The author has something to say: how innocent my aunt is