Chapter 259： Regent's Little Emperor (12)

Chapter 259 The Emperor of the Regent (12)

Xie Yunting did not like others to be so close to him, he would push it away.

But when the finger touched her body, she felt soft and warm. She seemed to wriggle uncomfortably, and her mouth whipped.

This look, the evil thoughts actually rose again.

Xie Yunting’s face was black, like a ghost. He clenched his fist and his ears were red.

Then, like to escape, push Bai Weiwei to the ground.

He turned and walked, his footsteps messy.

[Hey, the male owner is half-hearted. 】

Bai Weiwei still woke up and slept, and she was so drunk that she couldn’t wake up when she beat the drums.

After Xie Yunting returned to the house, the **** who came to serve was just about to say something. When he looked up, he saw that his face was dark and cold, and his eyes were thickened with ice.

The **** was afraid of what he was afraid to say.

Xie Yunting said: "I want to bathe."

He hesitated and said: "Cold water."

I thought it would be better to wash the cold water, and I couldn’t sleep in bed.

It’s hard to wait until dawn, and it’s hard to blink.

But dreaming that the little emperor came to the dream, gently undressed his clothes, his lips were red and watery, and his body was delicious and delicate.

Hard to wake him up.

Is he...

Really broken sleeves?

——

Bai Weiwei yawned and went up.

Two dragon chairs, one for her, and one for the superpower of the country.

Of course, Tai Fu turned the chair dragon into a dragonfly, but the ambition was also very obvious.

When she went, Xie Yunting was already sitting on the chair of Xiaolong, his face was gloomy and terrible.

Seeing her coming, the eyes glared at the ice sword.

Bai Weiwei also had a black face and had no good face at all.

The atmosphere of the Shang Dynasty was very depressing, and the civil and military officials were also trembled and did not dare to speak out loud.

After finally talking about some major events in my home country, I finally wandered back some safer topics.

For example, this winter snow hunting.

The royal year is snow hunting, this year is more chaotic, because Xie Yunting rebelled, and now the emperor has a hand to cover the sky.

This has caused many processes to be omitted.

But the emperor is still there, these ceremonies are definitely going to go.

A minister also asked the emperor's opinion.

Bai Weiwei, who had been chatting with the system for a while, did not respond back.

Xie Yunting thought she didn't hear it, and she asked coldly.

"The emperor, what kind of preparation do you need for this year's snow hunting?"

Bai Weiwei’s eyes are colder than him. “Isn’t this all too much to manage? Anyway, it’s half a dead person, what else can I prepare, and prepare me a coffin.”

I was drunk yesterday, watching his eyes admire, admiring, soft and warm.

Waking up today, watching his eyes, like quenching poison.

This contrast, Xie Yunting, who did not care about the emotions of the little emperor, actually felt dissatisfied.

Xie Yunting coldly said: "It seems that the emperor is really tired. Would you like to send you a trip?"

Bai Weiwei took a dragon chair. "Send it and send it. If you don't send it to you, it's a tortoise. You can see that the dragon chair's eyes are burning red. Just slash it now, and sit up and count it."

She was angry, and her voice was not soft. It was only the chill of the stone.

Xie Yunting thought that she took his hand yesterday, and the soft palm was against his finger.

"Too Fu, you will sign a name for you, and you will cherish it."

When the wine woke up, there was still half the gentleness of last night.

This hates him and wants to fight with his life.

(End of this chapter)