MTL - The Beloved Imperial Consort-Chapter 386 like

In front of the woman slightly squinted, hey, the small head on his neck swayed slightly, and he snorted with his clothes. "Hey, I always know that your temper is not good, this is not to ask. There is... Hey, I wonder what is coming from you?" The man pulled closer, dissatisfied with shaking in front of him, and screamed with both hands. He looked at his face and finally satisfied his dagger. "Look, you still have to stop."

Steadyly holding her body, Zong Zhenglin knew once, and the drunken Mu Xiyao was so daring.

"Isn't it bad?" After getting drunk, the biliary is fatter. Is she so arranged for him on weekdays?

"It’s not good, it’s fierce. You’re so powerful, you are awkward.”

Zong Zhenglin's face is too stretched. "When you are sore-hearted, don't you remember?" Little unconscion!

"Of course, remember to live. When you want to be awkward, you don't know how to hold your tail." Very proud, holding his cheeks and slap on two. I made people happy, and rushed to bite his chin. "Tell you to have a face, it looks great to look good."

Fingers climbed up his nose and rejoiced and groaned. "The nose is really good, and it’s really good to have a son. For the sake of my son, I have to marry like this."

Completely no rules, one word and one sentence was heard by a man in his ears, his face was ugly, and he was still darker than the night behind him. Holding her shoulders and pulling the people farther away, Feng Feng stared at her and yelled at her. After a while, her eyebrows lifted and her voice suddenly eased.

"Can you still rejoice in the palace?" The little things are sneaky on weekdays. Although they are mad at drunkenness, they are telling the truth.

"It's still a defense, it's just a defense." Four twisted necks, small thieves like, thieves eyebrows learn to look like. "There is a piece of fat in the palace, and you can't let him fly to the mouth!"

At the forehead of Zong Zhenglin's forehead, the woman who was so devastated was opened up and turned up the sky. Fingers are "fat" and people are still stupid.

Taking a deep breath, it is easy to restrain the anger, and can't help her to add fuel to the fire.

"It’s very good, it’s very good.” Prince’s life has not been so popular for a lifetime. Turning over and resting her on her lap, she was waiting for her hand, but she was screamed by the woman and suddenly she was shocked.

"Zong Zhenglin, you have to dare to move your grandmother a hair today, don't think that you like you, you won't smoke you!" The legs and legs that struggled in midair kept busy, and Zhang was very mad.

How the outsiders are afraid of not mentioning it for the time being, but the situation inside is very different.

The man’s slap in the first half suddenly stopped, and the forehead swelled, but how could he not go. This is what he hates and loves. It is obvious that she made a bold commit, but her heart was hit by the three words and filled up.

It’s easy to hold her back in her arms again. This wild woman is actually a slap in the face and it’s hard to tame.

"Like solitary?" Detained her head, the man is most concerned about it, or this thing.

"Don't fight?" It was too much to be cleaned up on weekdays. It was drunk and people didn't know. Which kind of posture was to be embarrassed, this woman had to vaguely remember.

"Yeah." Annoyed her more, can look like still pretty. Prince Ziye feels guilty with this woman, how it seems to be worthless. The person is buckled in his arms, staring at the twilight of her little mouth, dull as ink.

The blink of an eye changed. Before the lion-like madness, this time is licking the lips, twisting his body and screaming at him. "I told you to listen to the pro." The tribute is long gone. It’s not easy to point to him’s “fat” at this time.

In the eyes of His Royal Highness, with a temptation, he slowly leaned over and put on her little mouth.

Ok? The scent is smooth and biting, and the bite is very tasty.

Being unconsciously teased by a woman, Zong Zhenglin’s nephew snorted and whispered her mouth.

Raise his hand to cover his ear in front of his eyes, and sigh with hot air on his neck. "I like it a bit."

Enchanted female drunkenness does not know the weight of this. The awake Prince Sirius suddenly clasped her waist and twitched.

Putting her in her heart for many days, when she remembers it, she is willing to be willing.

Then leaned over and kissed her eyebrows, the man followed the temptation, staring at her faint face, and my heart was extremely loved. "say it again."

The forehead is comfortable, warm and soft, with aroma. "Like." Being loved by Zong Zhenglin, this woman did not know that the Prince’s Highness is now looking, his forehead is comfortable, and the response is very refreshing.

"Well." In the waterside of the lake, the man sighed and held the man tightly. The wound on her back was scratched by her, and she still had bloodshot eyes. The mood was completely different.

Seeing that the temple is holding the people down the steps, Zhao Wei and others rushed forward, and they were afraid of not being able to do so. Going closer, but unexpectedly seeing the temple's eyebrows stretch, especially the movement of the back of the master, soft and surprising.

It’s just screaming... How can it be completely out of date with the current situation?

I didn't have the courage to try to figure out why. I was only afraid of carrying a lantern, and I was careful to be careful. I sneaked a sneak peek at the master of the temple, and I was really drunk.

The party took a few steps, and everyone’s heart was hung up. Immediately, the uneasy person behind him raised the noise.

"Zong-zheng-lin."

broken! Zhao Wei’s wrist was shaking, only to feel that this night, this is the fight and the person should stop.

"Zong Zhenglin!" followed by another shout. Consciousness has long been unclear, and I simply ignore whether there is a response. I only immersed myself in my head, looking for a comfortable posture, not forgetting, or buried in my heart, always alert to the matter.

"To live, give birth to your son. Is it good to regenerate?"

The orchids behind him were not stable, and they were almost thrown to the ground by stone steps. If it wasn’t for the help of the orchids, it’s a mistake, and I don’t know if the master can still keep their lives.

Zhao Wei has been practicing for most of his life in the palace. At this time, he only feels cold and sweaty. In the past, those tactics are not good at all.

The master also knows that you have to live, you can stop and stop, and hurry to sleep.

The more people in Huiyi Palace are afraid, the more they are on the top of their heads.

"To go back to have a son!" screamed low, not even a small hand.

When calling his name, Zong Zhenglin was calm and pale, and the drooping nephew stared at her, and his expression was difficult to understand. Did not answer, really listened to her call the second time.

Gradually find out her temper when drunk. She is not murderous, otherwise the woman is desperate to mix with you. Have to follow her mane, but also have to say good things, drunk and also like the ancestors can not be wronged.

She wants to talk, you just ignore it, and this woman can recite herself. I haven’t responded for a long time, and she’s only a few times. If it is her request, the little woman will smile sweetly and take it for a while. Until the sudden thought of another, and then entangled with you.

On the bluestone board road, the group of people lowered their heads and walked silently. Zhao Wei is a manager of Huiyi Palace, and this time he is really scared.

The invitation in the harem is already a must. The voice is called to the son, this is simply ... to say unlucky, into the cold palace, can save life is strong.

Concerns have become a loss, and I hope that the master and son will not regard the master as the one who is insatiable by the son.

Gao Gao raised his heart, but he listened to the master and son who had never heard of it. This time, he made a speech.

"You are alone."

Drunk so confused, hanging in my heart, still his blood. Zong Zhenglin’s heart was hot and her arms were tight.