Your Majesty, don't worry

The hand rubbing against him became softer, so soft that Lin Sang's whole body would melt on Lu Chan's body.

The bed curtain was lowered slowly, and the small space was full of Lu Chan's breath.

Not long after, the bed curtain began to flutter, like the wind blowing, but there was no wind.

"Huh? What's the matter?" Seeing Lin Sang's displeased face, Lu Chan stopped and asked.

"Uncomfortable, Brother Cicada's skills are so poor, it's so inconsistent, it's not comfortable at all..." Lin Sang complained.

"Huh?" Lu Chan almost petrified on the bed.

Lin Sang gently pushed away Lu Chan who had turned into a stone sculpture, and then kissed him delicately, from top to bottom.

Not long after, the bed tent was filled with Lin Sang's breath.

"Ah...it hurts..." This time it was Lu Chan's voice.

"It hurts?"

"Well, it hurts."

Lin Sang on the top froze, and successfully counterattacked, his skills should not be bad.

"I mean you just bit my finger, it hurts." Lu Chan said slyly.Seeing Lin Sang so devoted, Lu Chan couldn't help but want to play tricks on him.

"Ah..." Lu Chan yelled again with a heavy breath.

"Only in this way, Brother Chan can close this annoying mouth..."

Lu Chan tightly pinched Lin Sang's shoulders with both hands, and said in a crying voice, "Take it easy, don't say that your stomach hurts tomorrow..."

"Brother Cicada..."

The bed net continued to flutter, like a sea wave thrown up by a strong wind.

As night fell, Li Jincheng spent money to find actors to sing the opera. Anyway, the stage was set up, and it would take at least half a month to sing.The people in the city were very happy, sitting happily while eating melon seeds and listening to the opera.Don't forget to thank Li Jincheng.

Su Qingbai also went to the theater when she was bored, anyway, Nan Qiuyu will investigate the case slowly.In the past few days, Nan Qiuyu ordered the people not to run out of the city until the cause of death was found out, but no one died in the city.

Su Qingbai sat at the front, and the girl on the side looked at him frequently, with lingering eyes.

Lin Sang saw the clue, and moved to Su Qingbai's side, blocking the girl's sight.My son belongs to the emperor, no one can make up his mind, think about it, let alone look at it.

Lin Sang, who was soothed by Lu Chan, was refreshed and full of energy.

Su Qingbai put a piece of ginger candy in her mouth and watched the play seriously.

Although I still couldn't understand what was being sung above, I always felt that the two maids on the stage were walking in the wrong posture.Especially a pair of manly big feet exposed under the skirt.

The two maids seemed to have noticed Su Qingbai's gaze, and after walking two steps, they suddenly disappeared behind the curtain.

"Let's go and have a look." Su Qingbai picked up Lin Sang and left. Lu Chan struggled in the crowd, watching Lin Sang being dragged away helplessly.

Su Qingbai and Lin Sang turned to the back of the stage, but they didn't see the maid.

At this time, a layer of white mist suddenly appeared around, and a figure rushed out through the white mist, and the man struck at Su Qingbai with a big knife.With a flash of Su Qingbai, the golden knife flew out of her sleeve, cutting the big knife in half.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the man jumped and fled.Lin Sang reacted quickly at this time and followed.

The white mist was not poisonous but very smelly. Su Qingbai held his nose, and a sharp wind blew from behind him. He tilted his head back to avoid the flying beads.The Buddhist beads bounced off the pillar and suddenly scattered in all directions, and all of them flew towards Su Qingbai.

The golden knife was still stuck on the pillar of the stage, so he could only hide.

I never thought that all the beads would be knocked down halfway.Lu Chan appeared in the smoke.

"Is there something wrong, son?"

"Nothing. Catch alive."

The man flashed away and disappeared.Lu Chan also disappeared immediately.

Through the white mist, Su Qing's white eyes glimpsed the dead man hidden high on the pillars of the stage.Surprised, if Qi Yan knew whether he would be so angry that his syndrome would be extended for another month if he visited the brothel this morning.