Chapter 532： Her Majesty's Counterattack (5)

Chapter 532: Her Majesty's Counterattack (5)

Xia Ling went directly from the main hall to Chunlu Hall.

At this time, it came faster than Ji Wenyuan.

Ji Wenyuan entered the Chunlu Temple, and the door behind him closed slowly.

Outside the hall, Lin Lang and many former former female generals are guarding the Chunlu Hall. Looking at them, how can Ji Wenyuan not know that the Neon Phoenix has arrived?

*

In front of him was a red drape, layer upon layer, looking like a dormitory for a big wedding.

The ground was covered with heavy carpets, and in the corners, the little perilla scented quietly also made the atmosphere in the hall more lingering.

"My lord, see your Majesty."

Through the layers of veil, Ji Wenyuan also saw the woman on the bed.

She also seemed to have bathed and changed clothes, wearing a veil, a white and delicate complexion, a pair of long, jade-like legs, and a lazy overlap, lying on the side of the bed, half-supported.

"Ji Aiqing is here? I really want you to wait. What kind of courtesy is it, but come?"

Qingyue's mute voice, with a smile, was like she always called him in the chapel.

Feng Yan's sight fell on Ji Wenyuan across the heavy gauze.

The phoenix was born to be gorgeous and beautiful, and the world often discusses who would be the blessing of Sansheng if he could be the guest of honor.

At this moment, the sight that fell on him was also with a strong affection ...

But Ji Wenyuan lowered his eyes and tightened his hands.

In this life, he hated being unable to dominate his own destiny.

Even if this phoenix was a goddess-like beauty, he would not look at her more than that in front of him.

just--

It is bound to be strong. He has no overall picture now. If he loses the favor of Neihuang, the previous arrangements may be launched in advance.

Ji Guo, respect for men.

Even if what happened to him and Neihuang today, he wouldn't be considered a loss.

At most ... close your eyes and think of yourself as having a spring dream.

*

Making up his mind, Ji Wenyuan opened the veil and walked step by step.

He was dressed in an official robe, and Tsinghua was usually gentle on weekdays, which was no less than half a point.

But on this bed, the beauty was drunk, and Crow's long hair was scattered on the bed, and Feng Yan looked at him and looked at it slightly, and then she was dissatisfied.

The snowy white legs, lazy overlap, she sat up and gave Ji Wenyuan another glance.

"Ji Aiqing, why didn't you change clothes?"

The male pet's dress is naturally matched with her red veil.

He didn't want to take medicine and didn't want to change clothes. This robe was boring, which naturally dispelled her.

The king's dissatisfaction is not unusual.

Ji Wenyuan was awake for a moment.

He has not been relieved, but he is a gift.

"Her Majesty, there are some things that you can do without undressing, but don't have fun."

"Yo?" Xia Ling raised an eyebrow and patted the couch next to her. "What are you waiting for?"

On her fair face, Feng's eyes were bent, and she was charming and charming.

She was a rare beauty in the world, she was beautiful and charming, just like the insane fox spirit.

Partial birth, as the queen, the pride of the eyebrows, and the free and easy temperament, even if she did such ridiculous things, she was all in control.

*

She sat there, waiting for him to pass, waiting for him to serve.

But as a top man, Ji Wenyuan didn't want her to confuse him with an ordinary male pet, even if she yielded for the time being.

The thin lips twitched slightly, and he stepped forward.

(End of this chapter)