"The emperor is the pride of the sky, and Weichen is a rough man, the emperor's fine skin and tender flesh are not too rough for Weichen's camp to ruin the emperor's skin." Although Li Aotian's words sound respectful, if you taste it carefully, there is another hint of taste.

Li Aotian is a troubled person, which makes Li Yushu unable to answer.

It's not deep, it's not shallow.

As if he was arrogant, in desperation, Li Yushu had no choice but to come to him and sit down.

There was a distance between them, and when they glanced at Aotian, they felt very unhappy, coughed lightly, and said, "The emperor is disgusted with the smell of sweat on Weichen's body, and he doesn't want to get close to Weichen." ”

What a bad excuse he has.

Liyushu's noble ass moved towards him: "Uncle Huang said that he laughed, Uncle Huang is a dragon and phoenix among people, how can there be a smell of sweat, it is all the taste of masculinity that attracts women, and sometimes it also makes me respectful." ”

This sycophant is a good shot.

The shooting of Aotian is particularly enjoyable and comfortable.

"It turns out that Weichen is so important in my heart." Li Aotian looked shocked, and through the moonlight condensed the little face of Li Yushu, the face was so tender that it could almost pinch out the water, just like her watery eyes, ten bewildering heartstrings.

Li Yushu smiled lightly.

Night can always strengthen people's courage, and it can also make people stimulate the most evil string in their hearts.

Li Aotian involuntarily approached her and asked, "The emperor has heard about Emperor Wai and Dong Xian." ”

Groov.

Her heart was red and in a trance.

If you just say the name, you may not understand it well.

But if it is the word broken sleeve fetish quoted from the two of them, I think no one knows it.

Thinking that Dong Xian slept on the collapse of Emperor Wai, Emperor Wai couldn't bear to disturb the minister's dream after waking up, but he was in a hurry to go to court, so he cut off his sleeve robe for this minister.

So the term sleeve fetish came out.

Later, after the evolution of the world, this habit of breaking sleeves has another meaning.

She blinked her eyes, swallowed her saliva, adjusted her breathing, and said quietly: "I have lived in a cold palace with my mother since I was a child, my mother's knowledge is limited, and I don't have so much talent, so I don't know their story very well, and I hope that Uncle Huang will understand." ”

She said it with great humility.

"It doesn't matter." Li Aotian looked like he was going to tell a story to the emperor, and the big palm grabbed her hand: "Weichen will tell the emperor carefully." ”

Goosebumps gushed out from Yushu's body.

Uncle Huang, are you playing for real?

Who wants to listen to your story?

Go away, go away, take your paws away.

The corners of Li Aotian's lips hooked an evil smile, and the cheetah's eyes stared at her burningly, as if he wanted to swallow her in one gulp, he knocked on Li Yushu's wrist, turned around and pulled two soft pillows on top of his head, and at the same time pressed Li Yushu beside him while lying down.

Yushu's heart and liver are about to jump out.

She didn't want to lie flat.

I can see my chest when I lie down.

She tilted her head slowly, and her voice was weak: "Uncle Huang, let's play a game." ”

"What a game." Li Aotian seemed to be in a good mood, and he was actually interested.

"Good friends, back to back." Li Yushu spit out six words stiffly.