MTL - Poisonous Peasant ‘Concubine’

Jingyun Villa is busy because of the birthday of the small group, but our little birthday star is driving his modified open-carriage capital, which is like a European royal carriage. On the carriage, Yan Xiaoling, who is 12 years old today, is on the edge of the carriage with one hand, the body maid is leaning against the horse, and the other hand is holding a small purple teapot.

From time to time, pour a cup of warm tea.

"Hey, Zhang Auntie, is the business here still good?"

"Oh, uncle Lee, you have to worry about it, your family's snacks are really delicious, and they are better than my family's Shui Linger."

"Chen Dashu, I haven't seen you for a long time. I heard that your wife-in-law has added a big fat boy to you. Congratulations..."

"Money scorpion..."

After entering Dongchengmen, Yan Xiaoling was just like a child. No matter how familiar he was, he said hello to others, and he said that he was not repetitive. The vendors on Dongda Street also liked this specially-connected Lingjunwang. The vendor who eats will always give him some food when he passes by. Other businesses will wait for him to greet him early in the shop. So the king of the county, such a person, is afraid that there will be no one before.

"Ling County King, I heard that you have a birthday today, the villain prepared a thin gift, and also asked Lingjun Wang Xiaona!"

The speeding carriage was suddenly caught, and a man who looked like a 30-year-old boy was holding a small gift box with a face, and the roll next to the carriage seemed to recognize his identity, and there was no To make it difficult, he stretched out his claws and touched the big apple on the carriage and sat down in the same place.

The smiling face of Yan Xiaoling slowly glanced at the box on the man's hand. There was no change on the face. The body leaning against the carriage slowly sat up: "This is the uncle of Li Dashu? Let me say it first, it is too expensive." Don’t want anything.”

A king’s self-proclaimed moment opened his distance. Don’t look at him, he’s only twelve years old. He knows almost everything, and his family’s brothers have told him that he’s so approachable, but it’s also good. Those who are good at drilling camps are taking advantage of the loopholes, and come together to please him. Even if he accepts the gift of others, others dare not say anything. However, from an early age, he let his father and a brother grow up in the palm of his hand. He, can general things get into his eyes? And it’s really kind people, and the days can’t be better than giving him a big gift. On weekdays, he’s only collecting the food they’ve sent.

"Also, there is nothing wrong with it, it is something sold in the shop."

The man named Li Dashu did not seem to find his alienation. He was just excited and a little nervous. Yan Xiaoling heard the words and swept his back behind the gold shop. The smile on his face was a little cold: "Li Dashu opened the gold shop. The same thing in the shop can be enough for ordinary people to spend half a year, the king can not, Li Dashu also do not send."

After the speech, he did not give him the opportunity to continue. Yan Xiaoling stood up and said to the audience: "Not only is Li Dashu, you are the same, I will not be allowed to send me too expensive things in the future. I was on this East Street since I was a child. When I grow up, I will rely on your uncles and uncles to take care of you. You like me. I want to give me some food. I am definitely not polite with you, but it is too expensive."

Regardless of whether or not he will be under the face of Li Dashu, after Yan Xiaoling said, he greeted the rolling carriage and accelerated to leave. There was a fascinating sneak peek at the people behind him, but these have nothing to do with him. He is familiar and likes. Lively, but it does not mean that he will let him take him as a gun, he also has his bottom line.

Royal Palace, Emperor's Palace

"Queen of the Queen!"

Far away, seeing Xiao Xiaowu’s horse galloping, Zhao’s deliberately opened the scream of the scorpion, and Yan Xiaowu’s mouth, which was about to turn over, suddenly pumped him and gave him a foot with the whip: “Hey, Ben The king is not the **** damn, now even an **** dare to ridicule him? Queen's wool, who is rare as a queen.

"That's not fast..."

Zhao An snorted with a whisper of the thigh, and with the skill of Yan Xiaowu, wouldn’t he hear it?

"what did you say?"

"No, nothing, Wujun Wang, please go in, let's wait."

Seeing that he was fierce and sorrowful, Zhao An was scared to retreat again and again. The outside people only knew that the prince and husband were not irritated. Who knows that their son Wu Junwang is not good at provoke.

"Oh, let the king hear the Queen's two words, and the king will screw your head down as a chamber pot."

Awkwardly glanced at him, Yan Xiaowu stepped into the palace, and waited until his figure disappeared into the hall. After confirming that he could no longer hear his voice, Zhao An was wiped the cold sweat and whispered: "It was the queen." Well, the head of the minion is really going to be a night pot, you won’t use it..."

If you hear it, you can't hear it. If you hear it, you may have to lick him.

In the Fu'an Palace, in order to celebrate the small group, Yan Xiaoming ended the early morning, and the memorials of the ministers were temporarily put aside. The younger brother left for five years, and now he still has some points to believe. When he arrived, he shouted that the emperor's brother's chubby pier has grown up, and he has grown into a handsome little Langjun.

Taking off the heavy robes on his body, Yan Xiao’s mouth is filled with a smile, picking up the ordinary clothes on the dragon bed, perhaps wearing it as a child’s experience. He doesn’t want other emperors to eat. People feed, generally things they can do, he is used to doing it himself, especially the simple things that can't be simple to dress and eat. The palace **** of Fu'an Palace is undoubtedly the most relaxed of the entire palace.

When Yan Xiaowu got into the bedroom, he saw that he was wearing his clothes on his back and slid the long hair behind him. Yan Xiao was not slender and soft, and his height was at least 180 centimeters. His body is very good, his shoulders are shoulders, his waist is waist, his hips are hips, and his two long legs are especially attractive. If the previous Yan Xiaowu is still not passionate and does not appreciate, then now he knows everything. In order to have a good first night with his dear Yan Ge, in the last two years, he has not searched the so-called male and female **** pictures. It is also clearer than anyone else. How tempting his family is, especially the one that is quite There are fleshy buttocks.

Thinking of this, Yan Xiaowu couldn't help but swallowed the swallow. The two legs seemed to have gone through their own consciousness. Yan Xiaoming, who heard the sound, turned curiously and saw his face obsessed. Raising a spoiled and helpless smile, he greeted him with open arms. Yan Xiaowu was also polite. He hugged him tightly and his head was deeply buried in his neck.

"Yan Ge, let's get married soon, don't wait until next July."

The tone of snoring is mixed with strong resentment and naked desire. I didn’t know how to do it before. Now

...he can't help it.

"Oh, I don't mind doing something before marriage, Xiaowu, you know, I just want you to make you happy."

Slightly push him a little, Yan Xiaoming smiled and took his face. Since they first met the taste, there was a lot of kissing, and there was no further step. Before, he always thought he was the one above. Fear of his strong desire will scare him, but in recent years his body has become taller and taller, and his body is filled with masculinity that he can't even compare. His eyes are always greedy and embarrassing. It was faintly aware that he was wrong. Xiaowu said that it is not just simple to understand him as a wife. He wants to overwhelm him. He wants to have all of him. He wants to be disgusted or uncomfortable. He However, there is no such feeling. Whoever let him play small will pamper him, and he will not be reluctant to grieve him. Even let him frown for a long time.

"No, I have to wait until the wedding night."

Everyone took the initiative, and Yan Xiaowu frowned and thought that he refused. He did not want to lose control. He also waved his hand and pushed him to sit down in front of the bronze mirror. He naturally picked up his black light. Long hair: "The hair of the cockroach has always been taken care of by the father. From the time they love each other, as long as the father is at home, he will always take care of his hair, Yan Ge, and your hair will be handed over to me." ""

Yan Xiaowu did not consult his opinions, but had already made a decision. In his mind, there was no longer a couple who loved his father more.

"Okay, but the nine uncles combed their hair but they practiced. Can you do it?"

Yan Xiaoming's gaze looked at him through the copper mirror.

"Must be OK?"

From the pick up the comb on the dressing table, Yan Xiaowu helped him comb his head and smugly said: "I have already decided, I will love you as a father, Wang Ai, and I will not know how much to comb this little thing. I'm back."

Losing now, Yan Xiaoqing and Xiaohuzi are not there. If they are there, they will definitely have no mercy. If they don’t even give them a bald face, they will be thick and even show off.

"Oh... then my hair will be handed over to you."

Will Xiao Wu, who only takes soldiers to fight and eat, comb his hair? Looks like he is still very skilled? Yan Xiaoming expressed reservations, but he always favored him, even if he really wouldn't comb, he would be willing to let him toss.

"Don't think I can't hear it, Yan Ge, don't you trust me?"

The sullen unhappy gathering hair, Yan Xiaowu flipped his hands like a temper, and soon put his hair on the top of the head, picking up the set of gold crowns on the small coffee table next to him, three thousand troubles and silky obedience Yan Xiaoming, who saw all of this through the mirror, couldn’t help but laugh, and turned back and pulled his hands: "Is there no less sorrow for Xiaoqing and Xiaohuzi?"

It is totally different to comb your hair and comb your hair. If he is so skilled, he must have practiced it, and he has always wanted to face. The number of subjects to be practiced is also a few. The first and foremost thing is Xiaoqing and Xiaohuzi. It is.

"This is the case... Anyway, they are not bald?"

Rarely, Yan Xiaowu was so embarrassed that he was so embarrassed that he could say that in order to comb his hair, he did not know how many times he had learned with Xiaoqing and Xiaohuzi?

"Haha, sir, be careful to give you a scorpion in the back."

Upon seeing it, Yan Xiaoming couldn't help but laugh out loud. He stood up and frustrated and poked his forehead. Yan Xiaowu's smile, and his eyes curiously asked: "What is Guan Changsheng's trouble?" I have not toss him again."

"I should say that you are smart or stupid. You have not seen the difference between Changsheng and Xiaohuzi?"

Of course, Xiaohuzi is different for longevity, even if the two are basically noisy and big.

"Is there something?"

Yan Xiaowu scratched his head and went out with him. He really didn't see it. No, rightly, he didn't see it, but all his thoughts in the past few years were to bring soldiers to fight, to marry women and eat. Above, I didn’t pay attention to other things at all. Naturally, it’s impossible to find a naked 'sexuality’ between good brothers.

"Okay, don't think about it, let's go back to the mountain village."

During the speech, the two have already left the Fu'an Palace. After Yan Xiaoming said, Yan Xiaowu is not entangled. After turning over the horse, he reaches out to him again. With his strength, Yan Xiaoxiao sits relaxed on the horse. On the back, the two drove the tall horses away from the palace.

[End of this chapter]