MTL - The Wife is First-Chapter 62 Release

"Anxious to go back to the New Year!" Jing Haotou did not say, anyway, the southeast is to fight sooner or later, instead of carrying the army to drag and pull to go halfway to be sent back with a sacred purpose, it is better to solve it once.

These two seals have not been benefited for a long time. They are only due to the fact that the three armies of the Sui Army, the Xiang Army and the Sui Army have to pay back, and the mountains are far from the road. It is meaningless to him, only the military power of Jiangnan. Very important. Moreover, the experience of rebirth is still very useful today. It has been laid down in the southwest for two months. If it is this speed in the southeast, it can really go back to the New Year. Moreover, this winter, there is another very important thing in the capital waiting for him to go back.

Looking down at the waist of the knife, Mu Hanzhang licked his lips: "How do you know this secret room today?"

"That..." Jing Hao’s hand was awkward, and it’s worse. Today, he only looks at his own Wang Hao’s face. He forgets to forget this point. He continues to write it down and he doesn’t change his color. “That’s Taizu. The secrets left behind are said." Anyway, his own Taizu wise Mingwu, it is also natural to push this kind of thing to Taizu.

Quietly looking at the handsome side of Jing Hao, the secret room is quite plausible. This southwestern palace was built by the Taizu people, but what about the arrangements for the victory and the tiger's mouth? The third tip he gave to Zhao Meng was written by Jing Jing, and the result was fully fulfilled, but these days he has not seen any news of the spies he received.

"That..." Kai Lips, complex and picked up, he did not want to say things he did not want to reluctantly, so the end of the question is not appropriate, Mu Hanzhang's twilight smashed.

When Jing Hao wrote the letter, she remembered that she hadn’t talked for a long time since she was at home. She looked up at him and looked at the pair of thoughtful eyes. She sighed and reached out and held the man into her arms.

"Oh..." The little tiger cub in the arms opened his eyes because of bumps, and screamed in the arms of his master, and was caught by Jing Jing and threw them on the couch. The little tiger has grown a lot in the past two months, and it will definitely be tired if he stays for a long time.

Mu Hanzhang chuckled and laughed: "Why is it always with him?"

Jing Xiao dissatisfiedly squinted at the warm chest: "Some things are not that I don't tell you, but I can't tell myself."

Mu Hanzhang slowly touched the head in the chest: "Well, I know." Jing Hao's heart is clear to himself, but the heart is always contented... It is still too greedy.

Jing Hao sighed, and his own Wang Shuo’s thoughts were too fine. He didn’t tell him clearly that he would think more, but he didn’t understand this kind of ignorant thing, and where did he start?

Silence for a long time, when Mu Hanzhang thought that Jing Hao would not say anything again, the chest suddenly heard a muffled voice: "Jun Qing, do you believe that there are ghosts in this world?"

Mu Hanzhang looked at him slightly.

"I had a dream," Jing Yan frowned. Sometimes he also suspected that in the past and present, whether one of them would be a dream, but the dream is too long and too true, and so incredible, "Give me the dream." A lot of tips, such as Nanban is not suitable for playing, southwestern anti-clothing, etc., but these things are not all fulfilled, so..."

Mu Hanzhang looked at him with amazement. He thought that it was a source of information that could not be said. Now it is a dream, but if it is reminded by God, it all makes sense. After all, the best source is also It is impossible to be as detailed.

"It's not that I intend to marry you. This kind of thing is too ridiculous. I don't understand it myself." Jing Hao looked straight at him, but he regretted it, and he should make another reason. Directly speaking, if he does not believe it, how can he misunderstand him? "It doesn't matter if you believe it or not, I just want you to think more, I..." I scratched my head in distress, and everything else could be handled. I only faced my own king, always doing stupid things.

Mu Hanzhang looked at him silently for a long time, slowly opening his mouth, whispering and whispering in general: "Maybe in the midst of it, it has its own will."

Jing Hao suddenly widened his eyes, he was a letter! "Jun Qing, you, believe me."

"I believe in you." Mu Hanzhang slowly evokes his lips. This secret is hidden in the bottom of his heart. Even parents and brothers can't say it. He said this to himself, just to prevent him from thinking more. How can such a mind be disappointing?

Not to believe in you, to believe in you! Jing Jing carefully recalled the meaning of the words, only felt that the whole heart was full, could not help but find the soft lips, kissed up.

A kiss lingering, all the heart knots dissipated at this moment, Jing Hao first tasted, just a kiss, it makes people fascinated.

With the heart of the heart, change my heart, I know that I am deeply concerned.

At the end of a kiss, both of them had some slight gasps. Jing Yan looked at the person with a reddish face in his arms. The long eyelashes fluttered slightly, like scratching on the human heart, itching, warm. I couldn't help but put it up again, and then covered the reddish lips again. One hand slowly sneaked into the placket, and untied the belt with a light hand, and put it on the sleek hand with a thin hand. The chest, kneading and pressing on the small bump.

Mu Hanzhang trembled, pushing him lightly, flashing a thought in his mind, as if he had forgotten to ask him: "I remember there is something to ask you, but I suddenly can't remember it."

Jing Hao hooked his lips, his fingers bent, and pinched a small bean gently.

Mu Hanzhang was amazed and wanted to say something. He was immediately blocked by Jing Jing, and after a while, he was already returned to the soft.

Jing Hao did not give any opportunity for protests to his people. He quickly peeled off the clothes on his chest and covered his lips.

"Well... no, there will be people..." They are now in the main hall of the governor of the southwestern kingdom. At any time, some people will come in all night, and Mu Hanzhang looked at the open door and was nervous.

Jing Hao saw him distracted, took the opportunity to go down and took the key points.

"Oh..." Mu Hanzhang bite his lip and endure the scorn of the mouth, and glanced at him, but in exchange for the sudden increase in the breathing of the person on his body.

"Jun Qing..." Jing Hao crossed him, rubbed him with his clothes, leaned over and covered one ear, and a heavy gasp was sprayed on the white neck, making the piece gradually dyed. Pink. Fortunately, I was just too tired. When I entered the house, I took off my armor and reached out and pulled out a small box at my waist.

"No, here..." Mu Hanzhang is still nervous. If there is suddenly someone coming in, how can it be good? Just worry about this, ask Jingjing what is completely left behind.

Jing Xiao smiled and turned him over. He was lying on the couch, lest he would go to see the door again. The bad one whispered in his ear: "You just have to call louder, those people naturally I didn't dare to come in." In this way, the finger with the balm was pushed into his body.

"You...ah..." Mu Hanzhang couldn't prevent him from getting into the body, trying to marry him, but he couldn't see his face at all.

Jiang Lang stood outside the door, heard the movement inside, the mouth was a little twitching, stopped the clerk who had to go in and sent the paperwork, quickly sent the person to leave, and then slowly closed the door of the main hall without squinting.

"Don't be afraid, Jiang Lang is guarding it outside." Jing Yan saw that the person under his body had been nervous. If he could continue to feel happy, he couldn't help but feel a little distressed. He couldn't bear to tease him again. He kissed the beautiful butterfly bone and comforted him softly. Road. Seeing that he gradually relaxed, he gently stroked the pliable waist, and then separated the seductive roundness, and the bow rushed in.

Mu Hanzhang suddenly tightened the round neck pillow. This half a month was busy fighting and he was afraid of his injury. The two had never been completely intimate. Now they have solved the knot and then physically fit together. I only feel wonderful. I feel that my mind is a little shameful. Mu Hanzhang buried his face in the pillow. Fortunately, he could not see his expression in this position.

Such a cute little movement naturally escapes the eyes of Jing Jing, can not help but bend his eyes, hold the beautiful body, gallop.

Jiang Lang stood outside the door, and the martial arts person was stunned. The sound of water stains in the house was endless, and the occasional overflow of the panting, the direct teaching of the red face. The duty is not allowed to leave, but has to move two steps outwards, but the brain can not help but portray the picture inside the house. The three generations of his family are all doctors, and the royal family has heard a lot since childhood. It is rare to be like a husband.

Looking at the sun on the horizon, Jiang Lang’s teenager couldn’t help but feel a bit stunned. This time, when he returned to Beijing, his father estimated that he should give him a kiss. Unfortunately, he is a blind man. If he can also marry a male wife like Wang Hao, it is good.

After the intimacy, Jing Hao took a bath with a person who was still trembling, put on a clean underwear, let the guards clean up the inner room, and hugged his own king to rest on the soft collapse. Mu Hanzhang was very tired. He leaned on Jing Yu’s arms and smelled his dry breath and quickly slept.

Looking at the person who was sleeping in the arms, Jing Hao sighed with relief. In this way, Jun Qing should forget what to ask, and he was afraid that he would ask if the dream was done on the wedding night, and then doubt himself. It is because the gods of heaven are good for him.

"Wow!" At the beginning, Jing Hao used his feet to clean the little yellow on the ground. The dissatisfied cockroach scratched his trousers in a soft collapse.

Jing Hao licked the little tiger's head with his toes, and he was hugged by it.

During the period of the southwestern fiefland, it was very calm. After two months of fighting, I was able to catch my breath. The officers were very happy. Of course, the most happy thing was Jingjing. Because he found that the small bamboo buildings in the back are the places where the southwestern kings are nurturing beauty. Each bamboo building is different. One of them is especially special. The whole room is cushioned and should be dedicated to the southwestern kings.

Jing Hao ordered people to clean it up, put on new cushions and blankets, and then, every day, his family, Wang Hao, was here.

Mu Hanzhang also played with him at first, and found that this person was used to it. The more he was by him, the more he got the inch, and he refused to let him go downstairs in the daytime. He refused to live here again in a rage. . In particular, when I saw the dodging gaze of the right guards, I felt that I was so embarrassed that I resolutely moved back to the 800-year-old Zhengtang to live.

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