Princess Jian Guo gl

After I finished speaking, I felt the air around me become silent for a moment.

I raised my head cautiously, and was looking at the lying man looking at me with extremely complicated eyes.

She silently pulled off her clothes to cover her two lumps of softness and the wound on her abdomen, and coughed lightly, "You just said..."

I thought she didn't hear what I just said, so I immediately said flatteringly: "I just said, your grandma looks so pretty!"

Fu Ling: "..."

Fu Ling slowly covered her eyes.

I only thought that she didn't understand what grandma meant, and didn't understand my compliments on her figure, so I explained in bother: "Ah, the grandma I'm talking about refers to your breasts. The folks call it Naizi, and there is another way of saying it." It's milk..."

"Okay!" Her tone was so urgent that she interrupted me almost gnashing her teeth, "I know what you're talking about, so there's no need to explain it in such detail."

"Oh."

As I agreed, I swept towards her chest again, tsk, I haven't seen enough yet.

"What are you still looking at!" She seemed a little ashamed, her former indifference had long since disappeared.She sat up and pulled the quilt to cover her body, "I tell you, don't look at me anymore, and don't say anything about breasts...chest...cough," her face was pink and cute, "If you Besides, I will be rude to you!"

"Okay!" I was afraid that she would be really annoyed, so I had to answer first.

But as soon as I agreed, I thought that if they said that I was the princess of Jianguo, then my power would be too great. Even if I really said something wrong and made her angry, she would definitely not dare to do it as a courtier. What about me.

Xiaoyou, our General Fu Ling can scare people.

I couldn't help being amused by her cuteness, and while laughing, I continued what I didn't say last time: "... breasts."

"I don't understand why she is so angry..."

I sat on the threshold of Fengxiang Palace, looked at the moon and sighed sadly.

Wei Ziming stared at me for a while, squatted beside me, put his hands in his sleeves, and sniffed: "So, what did you do to her?"

"Nothing!" I quickly proved my innocence.

"Didn't do anything?" Wei Ziming pointed at my feet with a smile, tearing me apart: "Didn't do anything, you were kicked out by her before you even had time to put on your shoes?"

I immediately wanted to refute: "I was..."

Wei Ziming continued to look at me with a smile, waiting for me to make things right.

"That's me..." My arrogance visibly weakened.

"My, my..." I lowered my head aggrievedly, and picked at the holes in my socks, "I just want to scratch, after all it looks so soft..."

"Nan, Qing, Liu."

Suddenly, there was a horrible gnashing of teeth that almost came from hell.

Hearing this voice, Wei Ziming and I almost stood on end of our hair, and the two jumped out into the distance with a loud cry at the same time.

On the threshold of Fengxiang Palace, Fu Ling, dressed in black, stood in the shadows with a sullen face, holding my embroidered shoes in her hand.I don't know if it was because my feet were too cold on the ground, my teeth kept chattering, looking at Fu Ling who was almost emitting black smoke, I hid behind Wei Ziming.

"What happened, princess."

Hearing my cry, immediately a patrolling soldier rushed over.

"Go down." Fu Ling said lightly. .

"Yes." The patrolling soldiers rushed back again.

I looked at the soldiers retreating desperately with a confused look on their faces.

I hurriedly said: "Wait! Don't go! I'm a princess, and I haven't told you to go down yet!"

The soldiers retreated even more hastily.

Wei Ziming seemed to remember something, and raised his heels behind the soldiers: "Hey, Lieutenant Li, last time I borrowed you three Wen and I haven't paid it back. Coincidentally, I have it now, so I will pay you back."

I've never seen a person who pays back the money so hard.

I lowered my voice and called to Wei Ziming who was about to leave me: "Wei Ziming! Ziming! Xiao Ming, Xiao Ming??"

Wei Ziming's back was hidden in the darkness.

Without Wei Ziming's cover, my body was completely exposed outside the vast palace.Under Fu Ling's gaze, I couldn't help but bend my knees, wanting to offer her my kneeling gift.

She looked away, lowered her head and said softly, "Not yet."

past?where to?Ascension to see the Jade Emperor?What should I say when I see the old man?

Do you want me to say: Hello, Ayu, I was sent up by my courtiers, the reason may be that I coveted her...

Ah, I don't want it, I will be looked down upon by all the immortals, how can I be a cold fairy in the Heavenly Palace in the future? !

Fu Ling just looked at me standing there, broke down emotionally, beat my chest and stomped my feet for a while, sighed, covered the wound in my abdomen, and walked towards me slowly.

As soon as she approached, I said, "I was wrong!"

Fu Ling raised her eyes slightly: "Oh? What's wrong?"

I thought about it, and said seriously: "You shouldn't desecrate your body."

Fu Ling's expression was a little unnatural, she looked away, and stopped me in a low voice: "You, stop talking..."

"No! I want to say it!" I shook my head resolutely, and my attitude of admitting my mistake was very sincere, "Although your place is white and straight, it is your private property and has nothing to do with me. I can't say something just because I haven't seen it enough. Words that harass you."

Fu Ling's ears were red, she was a little at a loss, she nodded her head indiscriminately, "Well, well, it's alright, don't..."

"I won't say anything about breastfeeding in the future..." Before the words finished, she had already covered her mouth.

"I told you to stop talking."

There was a faint scent of agarwood on her skin, which made her feel very peaceful.

As soon as I feel safe as a person, my mouth is out of control.In the past, I would only say some words of beating, but now the situation has escalated, I even stuck out my tongue and licked the palm of her hand.

Fu Ling took a deep breath.

Withdrawing my hand, I said my name again with a slightly sullen expression: "Nan Qingliu, what are you doing?"

I am innocent: "Nothing."

Fu Ling raised her hand to cover her face silently, and pressed her temple by the way.

After a long while, she sighed, "lift your feet."

"what?"

She kept her mouth shut and didn't repeat, but covered the wound and knelt down slowly, lifting one of my feet.

The hole in my loincloth was exposed.

Seeing my twitching, she seemed to be in a better mood, and pinched my little toe protruding from the hole: "Bingcheng doesn't know how to wear shoes like this."

After speaking, I put the shoes in my hand gently on my feet.

After wearing both shoes, she stood up slowly, forgetting to look at the sky: "It will be dawn in a few hours, let's go to your study, while there is still some time."

"What are you doing in the study?"

She squinted at me: "What will happen tomorrow in the hall if there is such a big commotion today?"

I thought for a while and replied: "Today's matter is mainly because they were caught off guard. When they go back and realize it, tomorrow the court will definitely not let me off easily."

After hearing what I said, she had a different look in her eyes: "I thought you had forgotten about it, but I didn't expect this kind of thing to be considered quickly. Now that you know the truth, you should be prepared."

Study, light up.

She took out a thick stack of materials from nowhere: "Remember these things."

My eyes dropped: "So many!!"

Fu Ling looked gloomy: "Eight months is enough for these things to happen."

I lay down on the soft couch: "I can't remember even if I die."

"Get up." She said lightly.

Although I'm a little afraid of her, but if you want me to remember so many things, I'm sure I won't be able to remember them even if I die.I closed my eyes shamelessly: "No."

"stand up."

"Do not."

"stand up!"

I just snored.

Fu Ling: "..."

Fu Ling had no choice but to come over and drag me.

But I didn't expect that after so many months, I gained so much weight, and under this tugging, I didn't move at all.

Fu Ling: "..."

Fu Ling tugged again with all her strength, then gave up, looking at the sky: "It seems that your appetite has increased a lot in the past few months since you disappeared."

I am humble: "There is still room for improvement."

She glared at me: "I still have the face to say it."

I smiled lazily, and stretched out my hand: "Pull me again and I'll get up."

Fu Ling didn't move, and looked at me suspiciously.

"Are all of you generals so suspicious?" I said helplessly, "I'm really about to wake up."

Although Fu Ling was still a little skeptical, she still held my hand.Before she could pull hard, I yanked her down, and she couldn't exert any strength because of her body injury and cold, so she was dragged down by me just like that.

And her soft breasts just pressed against my hand.

"Nanqingliu." She said lightly.

I laughed: "You may not believe it, this time it was really caused by carelessness, and it was definitely not intentional."

"Yeah." She agreed lightly.

Then he tapped the numbness point on my arm quickly, took advantage of the numbness of my arm and quickly withdrew his hand, then lifted his long legs and jumped, and straddled me in a whirl.

I just felt a few swishes before my eyes, and I saw Fu Ling's inscrutable eyes above.

"Want to play?" Her voice was low and hoarse, which made people itch.

My greatest strength is knowing current affairs, so I quickly waved my hands and said, "No, no, no, don't want to."

There was a smile on the corner of her lips, and she grabbed my hands with one hand and pressed them firmly on the top of my head.

"For the sake of you not remembering me, I have tolerated you so many times, but I never thought you would still make an inch of it." She suddenly smiled a little seductively, leaned close to my ear, and said to my most sensitive place, "It must be He completely forgot the scene when he was under me."

"!!!"

My mouth is wide enough to stuff an ostrich egg.

What does under... under...under mean? ? ? ?

I knew there was a big trouble, so I begged for mercy: "Fu Ling, I was wrong."

"Well," she replied, her free hand slowly touched the skirt of the shirt, and slowly unbuttoned it.

"I don't dare anymore!"

She unbuttoned another button and looked at me with some amusement in her eyes: "This is usually what you cry at the end of our process."

My heart: ah ah ah ah ah ah I didn't realize this person is so dangerous!I even want to use a salty pig's hand on her!Nanqingliu, you are simply the number one mentally handicapped!

She slowly unbuttoned all the buttons, and then imitated how I lifted her clothes, and gently opened my clothes.

My little pink bellyband leaked out.

I begged Yingluo to embroider this apron for me when I lived with Yingluo, and there is a beautiful cherry blossom on it.

As soon as Fu Ling saw this pattern, her complexion immediately changed, and her gaze at me also cooled down a bit.

She didn't care if I was in pain or not, she tore off the apron and threw it into the charcoal basin, and the apron was burned to ashes in an instant.

I was a little angry: "What are you doing! I'm just going around!"

"Well, my hand slipped." She said lightly.

slippery? ?

Boss, do I believe it? ?

A person who can shoot without fail from a distance of a thousand meters will just throw the bag into the brazier because of slippery hands?

"you……"

I haven't scolded yet, but I feel a pain in my left chest, and her hand has already been pinched.

This force was not light, as if it was still full of anger, it made my toes tense immediately.

"Fu Ling! Stop!"

"Huh?" She raised her eyes and snorted coldly: "Didn't you just mess with me like this?"

"..."

"..."

"..."

"I was..." I said with difficulty, "Accidentally..."

Fu Ling nodded, imitating my tone: "Me too, accidentally."

A wave of shame rushed to my face: "Fu Ling, don't go too far! I'm a princess! The most honorable princess of Jian Guo in the Southern Dynasty!!"

Fu Ling groaned, moved her hand to my right chest, squeezed it again, and looked up at me provocatively: "So, do you want to touch it twice?"

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