Emperor Tongue [Rebirth]

This plea for forgiveness was like a sharp knife, cutting the flesh of Qi Mo's heart.

Eight thousand years old was lying on his back on the fine silk, his cheeks were flushed, he was gasping for breath like drowning, pushing and shoving the prince away to get closer to him.Seeing this, Qi Mo stopped wildly.I saw Eight Thousand Years Humiliated tightly clinging to the heels of the snow-white legs, with a look of extreme shame, and hurriedly grabbed the corners of the mattress with both hands to cover the navel.Green and astringent like a virgin, from the neck to the nipples are red and white, and every mouthful is the red scar left by the prince.

"Fu'er doesn't want to?"

"The pickled body is incomplete, I'm afraid... offended His Highness."

Eight thousand years old turned his body over, and there were two red marks on his waist.The prince is at a good age, greedy for pleasure, unable to control himself, he is unwilling to let go when he squeezes someone in the palm of his hand, and loses importance for a while.

"Where does the offense come from, I wish to be offended by you little slave day and night."

Qi Mo took off his jade crown suddenly, and his mysterious hair fell like a waterfall, and he didn't know when it reached his waist.Further down is the round and tender buttocks, with a meat slit squeezed out of the white meat.The two are entangled with each other, their skin is hot and sweaty, and the honey-like water beads run down the ridge, ending at the end of the meat ditch in the secret realm of joy and bliss.

For a moment, the prince's desire for weapons was soaring, the two round pouches under the dragon's root suddenly tightened, and the fleshy stalk was looking up, ferociously about to poke.Thin callused ten fingers removed those unsightly silk mattresses, the prince rubbed the two halves of the rump, and pressed his fingertips lustfully into the valley of the buttocks.Eight thousand years old was caught in the cold, his heart was startled, he was gasping for breath with his mouth open.He wanted to run forward, but he crossed his legs but was caught, his buttocks were pouted upwards, and he let the prince play upside down, lift, pinch, pinch, and play, almost begging His Highness for mercy, but he only dared to cover his nose and mouth, Humming and curling up, as if receiving the great grace, the rain and dew from the dragon.

"Don't worry... the servant can't give Your Highness a chance... it's bad luck." Eight thousand years old raised his neck, sighed softly with trembling calves.Qi Mo seemed to want to absorb his flesh and blood, rooted to the bone, twisted the [-]-year-old mandible to kiss and suck his tongue, put his legs into the [-]-year-old's twisted heels, bent his knees to be cruel, and used his knees to kiss and suck his tongue. The head broke open the clamped leg seam.

"Your Highness!" Eight thousand years old raised his body and wanted to get up again, showing his conical nipples, his waist and eyes were rippling.The heels of the legs have been parted, the gap between the buttocks has been opened, and the two mounds on the tip of the buttocks have been opened from the outside to the inside, from white to pink, revealing a narrow and secluded acupuncture point.The prince caressed along the gluteal valley, and pushed his fingers along the arc of the gluteal groove, going deep into the secret realm, until he touched the private parts with tightly folded flesh around the acupuncture point, and pressed lightly.The door of the acupuncture point shrank and shrank, like an eight thousand year old body hidden in the mattress, it cannot be touched even if it is touched.

Qi Mo held back tightly, fearing that he would be reckless and frighten others, he repeatedly sucked his pointed chin with his tongue, and then put his earlobe in his mouth, stretched his waist and arched his back, it was really hard to hold back .He sucked the root of the [-]-year-old's neck, tasted a little bit of fat and powder, and the meat stem became more swollen, and the [-]-year-old's long filaments were messed up immediately.Holding the tortured body with both hands, fingers let go of the acupuncture point of the Konalonggen, which is used to inject essence and seek pleasure, and then probed down, but couldn't touch the two balls of meat hanging from the ordinary man, and then Once touched to the bottom, let alone the jade root that can leak semen.There was not even a granulation left.

"Your Highness, don't touch it, don't touch it there!"

Eight thousand years old seemed to be thrown into a pool of hot spring water, with shoulder blades gathered, waist and limbs slumped down, hiding in the mattress like a baby rabbit avoiding the sharp claws of a falcon.The black hair is messed up, sobbing for mercy, and the slender white neck has been sucked by the prince's tongue so much, it's wet, it's a pity to see it.

"Slave, please call Your Highness a servant girl! Please Your Highness, please call a servant girl!" Eight thousand years old begged, fearing that his body would stain the eyes of the prince, tears rolled down his eyelashes.

"Don't be afraid, ask Gu to take a look..." Qi Mo pulled the man into his arms, seeing his frowning, he smoothed him with his own hands, "Fu'er is suffering, I'm afraid it's too late for the pain."

Eight thousand years old is clothed with quilts, his back is close to the prince's chest, the sweat and skin stick together to bond the two into one, he can hold both wrists with one hand, stretch back, groping to reach Prince's shoulder.When it was enough, he pulled the person inward, and was hugged by Qi Molan with his whole body stretched across.

"The slave is an eunuch, your highness will know it at a touch..." Eight thousand years old squeezed the prince's arm, and shrank his fingers a few times like a convulsion, not knowing whether it was fear or panic.That beautiful finger was still bent, as if it hadn't been healed.Pressing the meridians on Qi Mo's wrist with fingertips, the thumping was frighteningly fast.Eight thousand years old spread his legs, his lips were not red, and he pulled the prince's hand inch by inch towards the unbearable place where the knife had been moved.

"His Royal Highness will know at a touch..."

"Your Highness? Your Highness?" Liao Xiaofu knelt on the pedals, not daring to make too much noise, and stretched out a soft finger to poke it. Seeing that the crown prince didn't move, he poked it again, but he didn't move. Then he stretched out a finger in each of his left and right hands, and poked them together: "Your Highness should wake up, the time for the lunch break is over."

Qi Mo lay awake but did not move, Baqianyear was still calling in his ears, lingering around, and when he struggled to open his eyes, in front of him was not the face of Baqianyear old, but Little Fuzi poking his head , the two fingers were about to poke them again.

"Fu'er!" Qi Mo jerked violently, and softly called out Liao Xiaofu's name, as if his body was drained of stale air, he stretched out his hand and grabbed Xiao Fuzi's wrist.

"The servant is here, Your Highness was frightened by the nightmare!" Just now His Highness's cheeks were flushed, as if he was uncomfortable and being suppressed, Liao Xiaofu already had an idea in his heart, this is probably a ghost pressing the bed , so he didn't dare to ask His Highness to get up immediately.After the prince had calmed down for a while, he came to call, but the discomfort of such a short half stick of incense made the prince sweat like rain.

Opening your eyes and rushing to arrest people, I'm afraid it's still a nightmare of evil spirits pressing the bed!Liao Xiaofu frowned in worry, and said again: "Why is your Highness arresting me? Just now I saw that His Highness was sleeping restlessly, and my servant has already ordered my mother-in-law to make a bowl of soothing and nourishing soup. If you still feel uncomfortable, Master Xuanmu Bai will take a look." Let's see."

General Qi Mo was relieved from a spring dreamlike illusion, grabbed Xiao Fuzi's hand in a trance, looked around carefully, paused for a while, and then exclaimed in relief: "Fortunately, I didn't call you at all. Regret..."

Xiao Fuzi understood as soon as he heard it, and let His Highness hold his little hand for a while with nostalgia, and when the crown prince pinched his palm in a daze, he knew that he withdrew his little hand and put it away.The crown prince's bed was three feet high, and Liao Xiaofu barely showed his small face while kneeling, and rested his chin on the edge of the bed when he was tired from kneeling.The prince has often had secret talks with Mr. Su's study recently, probably because he was tired, and only took a half-hour nap in the past few days, it is rare that he would not get up when he woke up.

"Xiao Fuzi thanked Your Highness in advance. This hand is already healed. No scars can be seen. No matter how you pinch it, it won't hurt. At first, I only thought that Master Mubai had great medical skills, but he also said that if the master came out of the mountain, the slave's injury would Not even the root of the disease will remain."

Although his muscles and bones recovered, he couldn't lift heavy objects. Qi Mo moved his body and said, "Old Bai has already sealed the needle, so I'm afraid it will be difficult to get it out again... If you want to ask for it, it may not be impossible..."

"Little Fuzi is not dissatisfied. I am satisfied. Your Highness is serious. His hands are so injured that he thought it could not be cured. Don't be afraid of His Highness's jokes. This servant is born to care about noodles. If his hands are broken, I'm afraid he would rather Sew the sleeves long, and if you hide it for the rest of your life, you will cover it up so that no one will laugh at you." Naturally, Liao Xiaofu didn't know the misery he had in his last life, so he held up his little hand, palm and back, to show the prince.Suddenly, the top of the head felt hot, and it was the prince who took a wrist and rubbed the top of the hair lightly, like rubbing the ears of a bunny.

The massage made Liao Xiaofu feel so comfortable that he didn't want to move, he didn't dare to take a breath, and blinked his eyes waiting for his master to say goodbye.

"If you're working on pasta, I'll have someone cut some more coats for you tomorrow. It's going to get cold sooner or later, so you'll have to change frequently after winter, so you can also wear them differently."

"...Thank you, Your Highness. It's just that Mammy said that when I was growing up, it was enough to wear enough, and I couldn't spend money on Your Highness. Your Highness needs to raise fish to ward off evil spirits."

"Gu's silver taels are enough for you and that little fish to keep together. Get up first, order someone to fetch a basin of hot water, and you come to wipe Gu's head and face. The master has a distinguished guest to see."

Liao Xiaofu nodded, got up and went to give orders.Hearing the kitten-like footsteps walking away, the prince suddenly lifted the quilt, jumped off the bed, and took a deep breath.

This... There is a sticky wet spot between the legs, and the tea-white panties protrude from the outline of the crotch, and it really has leaked a lot of semen.

Qi Mo secretly annoyed himself, lamenting that he was thinking day by day and dreaming at night, that spring was boundless in his dreams, and scolded himself for being such a bastard and a living beast.

Cursing at himself, and thinking about how to change the obscene pants first, Qi Mo sighed for a moment, evil star!The crown prince's majesty was almost lost by the little servant, but this little thing was too picky... He didn't call early or late, but it was the most important time to wake him up. Could it be that he knew his own strength? Being bullied in a dream?

The prince was looking up at the sky, lamenting that the thief is playing tricks on people.

When Su Qingsong entered the palace, it was just in time for the palace servants to have snacks.After autumn, the coolness hits, especially after a few light rains, the wind that blows through is also much colder.As the saying goes, there is an autumn rain and a cold, most of the palace has a post about autumn, except for a tender stewed elbow for dinner on the day of Liqiu, and a few dishes of meat dishes after the lunch break, so as to prevent the spring from overwhelming Qiu Dong's clothes made the master unable to bear the cold.

"I can't eat anymore? Try that dish of diced meat and butter rolls again. If it's delicious, it's never too late." Qi Mo held a scroll in his hand, but his mind was not on the book.There are several delicate dishes on the table, and there are many kinds of meat dishes. The master is standing, but the little servant who should be standing by the side is sitting, his cheeks are swollen, chewing, holding half of a piece in his hand. Duck tail crisps were exhausted, and three pieces of oily crab shell yellow remained on a plate in the distance.

"Your Highness, don't ask your servant to eat it. I have tried silver needles, and everything is good. This... Mr. Su is here, it's not good to have no rules..." Liao Xiaofu was miserable, the light in his eyes Looking at Su Qingsong as if hoping for a savior, his buttocks just got off the chair and were pushed back.

"It doesn't matter, Qingsong is not an outsider. The cook said that you are too thin, and there is no harm in eating more. Since you have become the tongue of the prince, you must try it for the master." Qi Mo's scroll Putting it on Xiao Fuzi's shoulder, he slowly pressed the person down, and said: "Take a bite of each snack, and you don't have to eat it all. Whatever you like to eat and which one you don't like, you can write it down in your heart, and you will be called the chef later." Mother will do as you tell me."

Liao Xiaofu couldn't help it, he lowered his head heavily, and kowtowed to Master Su, and said lightly: "My slave, Xiao Fuzi, has seen Master Su, this... this slave has no rules, please don't blame him."

well!Su Qingsong shook his head and sighed, forced a smile and said: "It's okay, the crown prince likes to watch you eat, it must be to see that you eat well and look happy, you just eat."

Xiao Fuzi nodded and thanked him, wiped his hand on his chest anxiously, the good material just rubbed a little bit of oil, I saw him hesitated, hooked his fingertips, and stretched out his arms to pick up the dish. The crab shell yellow moved over.

I endured it for a long time, because I like to eat this.

Qi Mo smiled, made a mental note of his favorite food, called Qingsong aside, and said, "Master Su invited someone here?"

"The prince's play is too real, right?" Su Qingsong turned to ask with a cold face, "Although I have agreed to the method of pretending to be a pet eunuch, your highness is too proficient like molesting a little lady..."

"Don't worry, little Fuzi is still young, it's human nature for Gu Duo to love him, and let him go out naturally when he understands." Qi Mo said coyly, for the time being, he deceived his eyes.Qingsong people, as the name suggests, don't tolerate sand in their eyes, if he is told to understand that the prince's lies are false, he will inevitably be disturbed again.

"I also hope that the prince can control the heat so as not to harm others or himself."

"I have my own sense of proportion in my heart, and a major event is imminent, so naturally I won't add troubles in vain." The prince left Liao Xiaofu, naturally with a different face and a different heart, and he didn't want to waste any sporadic tenderness on others, so he asked bluntly Said: "Did Master Ye ask for it?"

Su Qingsong said: "Of course, I'm already waiting outside the hall."

Qi Mo's eyes darkened, the calculation in his eyes coincided with Su Qingsong's, and he smiled at each other, "Why don't you invite me soon? The daughters of the Minister of Housekeeping and the Minister of Industry have sealed their promises in the palace, so they should show their faces gone."

The author has something to say:

Liao Xiaofu: Master!Your Highness had a nightmare today, and struggled for a long time. I'm afraid there might be an evil spirit pressing the bed, so why don't you invite a Taoist priest to draw amulets?

Chen Baishuang: No need, His Royal Highness drew this talisman himself. If this happens again in the future, Fu'er must pour a basin of cold water on it to break the nightmare in one fell swoop!

(The maid who does the laundry reports to Chen Dagong that there seems to be something terrible on the prince's obscene trousers)