Your Majesty, please think twice [Transmigration Book]

Under Lou Zhao's waiting, the seventh day came.

No dizziness, no vertigo, no faltering steps!

Lou Zhao was puzzled and found that there was nothing abnormal about his body, and he didn't quite understand what it meant. What kind of tricks was the master of the plot playing?

Spreading out the rice paper, Lou Zhao began to clear his mind.

Draw a circle, the starting point, when he first came, the plot just started at this time, when the original cannon fodder Emperor Gong was about to bring Bai Chong into the harem, his arrival stopped the plot, and the plot was controlled by his younger brother, Prince Li The wild goose came to inherit.

In the second circle, seven days later, his body appeared abnormal and worsened, and he went out. The plot should be that the cannon fodder Emperor Gong and Bai Chong had sex for seven days. After Bai Chong slipped out of the palace, he met the second Gong. Being cannon fodder by him, he bumped into Bai Zhong and his body recovered.

A fork, at this point he is teasing the child, fighting with the villain, the plot should be Bai Zhongzai and the villain, but the reality is that he is flirting with the villain, Bai Zhong is staying in the prince's mansion with.

In the second fork, Bai Zhong disappeared, and what happened to Lan Xin happened. Seven days have passed, and there is nothing wrong with his body. What is the plot doing at this time?

Lou Zhao had a flash of inspiration, he seemed to understand the rules.

As the main character of a love story, Bai Zhong is very busy, very busy, he has to sleep with another man in a few days, and has a 3P or a few sex from time to time, the map is always changing, Lou Zhao recalled After a while, I roughly estimated that there are at least a dozen attacks in this papa papa text.

At the second fork, the plot progresses until Bai Zhong is kidnapped and sold, and accidentally enters the palace of the leader of the Demon Cult, and has a lingering and high-end sex with the leader of the Demon Cult. At this time, there is no About Lou Zhao.

Lou Zhao put down his pen in a good mood, stroked it clearly, and was in a particularly good mood. If there was nothing else in the plot, he wouldn't have to go near Bai Chong, and his body wouldn't be in trouble. It's just wonderful.

It's not so wonderful at night.

Lou Zhao was very irritable when his body became hot so quickly. He didn't want people to find out that he would be in heat once every seven days. The emperor, his every move is watched by people, especially the villain. According to Lou Zhao's understanding of the villain's character, the villain must have sent someone to watch him from a distance. After all, Lou Zhao's hidden guards are not vegetarians. Well, it would be no fun if the master villain summed up his rule of not calling people for seven days.

"Your Majesty...today?"

Fulin held the tray, bowed his waist, and felt miserable. Those young masters stuffed him with things every day, and they were in front of him. He was also powerless. His Majesty was getting more and more scary, and he was getting more and more incomprehensible. , didn't dare to make small moves indiscriminately, and refused to accept those gifts.

"Let's rest today, I want to be alone."

Lou Zhao hasn't figured out a good solution yet, so he can only settle the matter like this first.

"promise."

Fulin is very happy this time, His Majesty is not lucky for anyone, everyone is the same, those young masters will not continue to catch him tomorrow and force him to stuff things, and he is too embarrassed to shake his face too much, in case One day, which narrow-minded young master will suddenly be favored?

Lou Zhao looked at the familiar little green in his hand, and he refused in his heart. If he could, he really didn't want such a cold thing without vibration effect, he just wanted a living hot thing to come in fiercely. However, Lou Zhao is not just a random person, except for the villain, he doesn't want to sleep with anyone, but the villain doesn't just sleep when he wants to, Lou Zhao said that his head hurts.

After taking off his clothes and submerging himself in the water, Lou Zhao thought about finishing his work early and going to bed early, so as soon as he gritted his teeth, he inserted two fingers.

The twist is tight there, and the invading visitor is warmly welcomed.

Lou Zhao is very powerless to this unsatisfactory body, this kind of body is more sensitive than always receiving.

According to the structure of the body, there is no such unreasonable thing as intestinal juice, but it is an indispensable thing in the major heavy-mouthed and unscrupulous articles.

For example, look at your place, it's all out of water.

For another example, your body is much more honest than your mouth, look, it's all yours, it's really lewd.

While Lou Zhao was rehearsing all kinds of evil and charming lines, he felt his own things.

Fingers swirled in the body, entangled with a sticky sticky liquid, which was a clear and transparent liquid, the same color as water.

Lou Zhao looked at the thing between his fingers, turned his head with blood on his face, and began to hold Xiaolu, ready to stuff it in.

Song Changxi never thought that he would actually see this scene, as if a dream had become reality.

Today I heard that Lou Zhao didn't summon anyone to attend the bed. I was worried that there might be something wrong with his wound, but even Yu Ran didn't summon him, so Song Changxi changed his clothes and attire, and stopped at Yuqingchi Palace where Lou Zhao was. Above, he would leave if he wanted to see it, but when he lifted the tiles, he saw such a beautiful scenery, which was enough to be deeply collected and unforgettable for a lifetime.

The young man has a slender body, and half of his body is buried in the bathtub. He is lying on the edge of the bathtub, supporting himself with one hand, while the other hand is buried in the water, making slow movements.

The bare white back and neck are in stark contrast with the ink-splashed blue silk, revealing a special sense of temptation. What makes Song Changxi's blood spurt the most is the young man's underwater movements.

His martial arts are very strong, and his sense of invisibility is also very strong. Although the fog is hazy, he can vaguely see the touch of emerald green moving in and out of that warm place docilely under the young man's control.

His emperor is blaspheming himself.

At that moment, his heart was trembling. The unspeakable and forcibly suppressed beast that he had portrayed for a long time, buried deep in his heart, suddenly discovered that the lock of the cage that trapped it had been released by itself.

In this case, why not taste such a sweet gift?

The young man's mood seemed to be particularly impatient, and even his actions were particularly rude, as if it was not a joyous pleasure, but a kind of impatient rampage, and seemed to be expecting something, something real.