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The change in Le Zhengrong's eyes can only be felt by Yin Yuan, and in the eyes of others, she is still the gentle and jade-like regent.

Even if she did such a thing, it would be difficult for people to notice her hostility.

Everyone just lowered their eyes, not daring to look.

The kneeling man licked the last drop of wine in the wine cup, took the wine cup between his teeth, straightened his body and handed the wine cup to the regent's hand.

Le Zhengrong was not in a hurry to pick up the wine glass, but turned his attention to a plate of peach-shaped pastries on the table.

The servant bowed and held the tray and handed the pastry to Le Zhengrong.

A flawless hand approached Yin Yuan's lips and took off the wine cup, casually throwing the wine cup on the ground.

Immediately, that white palm took a piece of light pink peach blossom cake, pinched it between the fingertips and lowered his hand.

The hand seemed to hang down casually, and the owner of the hand didn't give any instructions. Instead, he talked with Wen Kai, who was on pins and needles, about the court affairs.

Wen Kai was flattered and said some well-behaved words. He didn't dare to look at the regent at all. He kept his head down and replied tremblingly. After a while, some nervous sweat dripped from his forehead.

Le Zhengrong had the usual gentle expression on his face, his narrow and moist phoenix eyes didn't look at Yin Yuan, and the words in his mouth were all discussing political affairs, as if he had forgotten that there was still a person kneeling at his feet.

The pale pink thin lips slowly approached the plum cake, the owner of the thin lips seemed to be very nervous, the lips were trembling slightly, carefully avoiding Ruyu's fingertips, licking the plum cake with both lips and tongue.

The slightly cold fingertips were scalded by the heat, and the shallow breath hit the back of the hand, which felt a little itchy, and the more itchy was not reflected on the back of the hand, but climbed all the way up the back of the hand.

The flexible tongue is licking the pastry, and with each lick, the tip of the tongue is only an inch away from the fingertips.

The fingertips can only feel the warmth of the pink tongue, but cannot feel the slippery tip of the tongue. People with this sense of distance feel itchy fingertips, and want to turn to touch the attractive pink.

The thin lips were slightly opened to lick the pastry. Due to repeated licking, the edges of the lips became wet and slippery, and the color shone brightly, making the thin lips a little more bewitching.

The white teeth that were supposed to be used in front of the pastry are only slightly revealing a little bit of whiteness, as if hiding under the lips shyly, refusing to make any effort, only the pink tongue licks the white teeth every time, as if the role of the white teeth is to Look cute.

The owner of the lips and tongue lowered his eyebrows and eyes slightly, as if licking this piece of pastry was a pious belief, and his fair cheeks moved slightly with the stretched and retracted lips and tongue, and after a while, it seemed to be stained with a layer of peach blossom juice, with a hint of crimson .

The pink crystal earrings on the earlobes swayed back and forth with the owner's movements, making a little crisp sound, as if she was trying to please something with her voice.

Down the swaying pink crystal is the white neck. There is a dazzling orchid print on the originally flawless jade neck. The orchid print shattered the flawless, but at this moment the slightly raised neck reveals a fragile beauty.

The gorgeous slave seal silently tells the identity of the person kneeling on the ground, a slave who belongs to the master.

There is also a Shougong sand on the forearm of the slave pet, which represents virginity. At this moment, the Shougong sand is clearly revealed through the tulle due to the owner's movements, because the owner of the forearm is carrying his hands behind his back.

The movement that seemed to be bound by someone showed that person's surrender.

Whatever the king wishes, the slave will never disobey.

The guard sand binds this person's knots, the orchid seal binds this person's body, and the master of the hands binds this person's heart.

The owner of the hand seems to have really forgotten the slave at his feet, shaking the hand holding the peach blossom cake casually.

The thin lips carefully chased the pastry, and the earrings beside her ears made a more pleasant collision sound.

It seems that only the owner's fingertips are left in those proud phoenix eyes, and the pure black eyes rotate with the peach blossom cake.

At the beginning, Wen Kai was able to concentrate on discussing political affairs with the regent, but gradually his eyes could not be controlled to look at the people kneeling on the ground.

The scene in front of me looked like the master teasing the domesticated animal, it was hard for the animal to please the master so much.

There is no resentment on his face, only serious pursuit wholeheartedly.

Even a dog would bark a few times when teased like this, but the kneeling person has no shame at all.

Under the watchful eyes of a house full of servants, to be able to be so self-deprecating, not to mention not treating herself as a woman, is afraid that she will not regard herself as a human being.

Wen Kai deeply felt the injustice in the world, how could a talent like himself and such a scum take part in the imperial examination at the same time, and was even snatched away by such a scum.

Really disgusting people vomit.

Then I'll see how long you can bear it.

Wen Kai asked the servant beside him, "Is there any tea?"

The servant replied in a low voice, bowed and left to pour tea.

Not long after, the servant came back with a tray with two jade teacups on it.

The male servant was about to serve tea to the Prince Regent, when Wen Kai suddenly got up from the table, bowed and said to the Prince Regent, "I wonder if I can serve tea to the Prince Regent?"

Le Zhengrong was noncommittal.

The servant turned to hand the tray to Wen Kai, and Wen Kai took the teacup with both hands, and walked towards the regent in a few steps.

In the process of walking, he suddenly seemed to be tripped, and the teacup in his hand poured down on Yin Yuan's head impartially.

Le Zhengrong suddenly made a move and pushed Yin Yuan back two inches with his internal strength, and it was only these two inches that allowed Yin Yuan to avoid the scalding tea without being burned.

The regent's white fingers were stained with a little tea, and the piece of peach blossom cake was also wet by the tea and fell on the white boots.

The regent has internal energy to protect her body, so the tea can't scald her, but the regent is still displeased with getting her hands dirty.

Wen Kai didn't expect to get the regent wet, so he immediately knelt down and kowtowed in a panic, "The villain accidentally made a mistake, and I hope the regent will make amends."

Le Zhengrong's expression remained unchanged, and he said calmly, "It's okay."

It's just that the date of death has been brought forward.

Wen Kai let out a long breath, and got up from the ground with hands and feet.

Looking at Le Zhengrong's stained fingers and white boots, Yin Yuan frowned for the first time.

Le Zhengrong took out a white handkerchief from the red sandalwood box offered by the servant, wiped his fingers, and casually tapped on the table.

The guard at the door stepped forward, bowed and said, "Prince Regent, there are some matters in the army that need to be decided by you." After speaking, he looked at Wen Kai.

Wen Kai hurriedly bowed and buried his head, "Then the official will retire first."

Le Zhengrong nodded slightly.

One of the guards accompanying him walked out and led Wen Kai to the outside.

Le Zhengrong tapped on the table lightly again, and the guard who had spoken before said to everyone, "Stand back."

After everyone left the room, the guard bowed and left the room, closing the door.

Le Zhengrong looked down at the white boots.

The white boots, which were originally spotless, were mottled by the peach blossom cake mixed with tea.

Le Zhengrong rubbed the finger on the thumb with the index finger of his right hand, and the unhappiness in the narrow and long phoenix eyes finally showed.

But compared to being unhappy, Le Zhengrong remembered the look in the kneeling man's eyes before.

Le Zhengrong's line of sight slowly moved from bottom to top to Yin Yuan's face.

Yin Yuan suddenly smiled very softly at her.

The smile was neither flattering nor deliberate, it was extremely natural.

The smiling person lowered his head slowly, and Le Zhengrong's eyes followed her down again.

The man's hands were folded behind his back, as if being bound by someone, his thin lips were slightly parted, and his pink tongue stretched out again, gently licking the soaked pastry.

Le Zhengrong couldn't help stepping on the white boot on the man's knee, making the toe of the boot higher so that he could see the man's face clearly.

Just as the white boots stepped on the man's knee, the kneeling man felt as if he had been stepped on and hurt. He let out a muffled grunt, then trembled slightly, and seemed to breathe a little deeper.

Le Zhengrong raised his toes slightly and brought the white boots to the mouth of the man with his head down.

The expression of willingly submitting to one person appeared again on the face of the kneeling woman.

The kneeling woman raised her eyelids slightly, looking at the owner of the white boots uncontrollably, her pink tongue slowly licked the transsexual peach cake, her eyes seemed to be infinitely attached, her breath was short of breath revealing some desire.

Because of the woman's movements, Le Zhengrong's mind was shaken.

The kneeling woman seemed to be tasting something delicious, and licked off the peach blossom cakes one by one, her brows and eyes fell silent as the peach blossom cake was licked, she seemed a bit regretful, she didn't want to leave the owner of the white boots.

Even this trampling approach, it's so nice to be able to get close to you.

Apart from this closeness, I don't dare to expect any other closeness with you, this is already a gift.

If you ask for more, you will not know how to be satisfied.

The woman's looking up eyes seemed to be silently speaking of love.

Lan country women are supposed to stand upright, and it is a shame for women to do so.

Coke's face is full of contempt, but this woman is far more real and brave than those sanctimonious hypocrites.

The woman's lips and tongue did not stop, and her pink tongue licked the dyed white boots. Her cheeks were dyed a light pink, and her thin lips glowed seductively.

Le Zhengrong couldn't help but slightly raised his white boots and gently raised the woman's face.

The kneeling woman didn't resist, and her small jaw was lifted with force.

The owner of the white boots suddenly exerted a little force, and stepped on the toe of the shoe gently on the orchid print.

Ruxue Bing's muscles instantly turned red due to this point of rubbing, making her look even more coquettish.

"Woo," a soft hum choked in the throat, and was forced out of the sound as it was crushed.

Le Zhengrong's white boots followed the orchid print all the way down, stepping on the softness gently.

No matter how hard it is to hold back, soft hums were poured into Le Zhengrong's ears.

The slave skirt on the man with his head raised and humming was a little disheveled by the trampling of white boots, and a hair or two was disheveled in his bun because of the unbearable shaking.

The pink crystal earrings on the earlobe jingled, and the face of the originally cold person was flushed, and the eyes that looked at Le Zhengrong were filled with unbearable friendship.

As for Le Zhengrong, who was sitting on a golden nanmu chair, his white clothes were spotless, his black hair was tied on the top of his hair with a white jade crown, from head to toe, except for the white boots that had been licked, nothing was messed up.Not to mention the expressionless face, compared with the gentle and jade-like expression in the past, it was a bit cold and hard.

She didn't seem to be moved, she was just bullying the people under her, but the light that flashed in her purple pupils was strange like never before.

The author has something to say:

I don't know if tomorrow's content will feel cruel to you, but let's avoid the thunder again.

ps Seeing the cuties that are acceptable now, tomorrow should be your favorite content.

Thank you for the cute nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Mei Gong's little fan girl; 1 bottle of Wen Huang;