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Xiao Yushu puffed out her cheeks, and if she wanted to say anything, she was full of warnings from Aotian, and the dangerous words smashed into her eardrums: "Yushu, if you dare to say a word for him again, this king will throw you to him, and you will never want to return to this king's side for the rest of your life." ”

The look in his eyes was quite serious, not like a joke in the slightest.

Xiao Yushu, who wanted to speak again, also became wilted, puffed out his cheeks, put a quilt on his head, and hummed: "Uncle Dead Emperor, Uncle Stinky Emperor, hum, I know that I am scared, ignore you, and sleep." ”

"Yushu." Li Aotian called her helplessly, not wanting her to sleep with a stomach full of gas.

"I've slept, I'll talk about it tomorrow." Xiao Yushu showed the emperor's posture to the fullest, as if she was her beloved concubine, and that little appearance was really arrogant.

She rolled over and covered her ears, obviously not wanting to talk any more nonsense with Li Aotian.

A thousand words boiled in Liaotian's mouth for a long time like stewed meat, and finally spit out two words lightly: "Sleep." ”

Xiao Yushu didn't even give him the simple word 'en'.

Li Aotian has a feeling of a hot face sticking to a cold ass, when has he ever been ignored like this.

I wanted to lift the quilt and reason with her, but the big palm was in the air and put it down, he was willing to disturb the sleep of this little thing, he couldn't wait to toss himself.

In the end, Li Aotian had to withdraw his hand, lowered his head and glanced at the strange obscene pants on his body, and a bad idea appeared in Li Aotian's mind.

When the idea came to him, he thought it was ridiculous.

It's really too naïve, too ridiculous.

However, this absurdity took deep root in his heart, and he put on his robe and walked out with his cloak on.

The muffled sound of the door closing sounded, drifting into Xiao Yushu's ears like smoke.

Xiao Yushu lifted the quilt and looked directly at the empty inner hall, thinking, why did the imperial uncle leave, did he think he stinks, she found a problem, every time she came to the monthly letter, the imperial uncle did not sleep with herself.

Even if I looked at it once or twice, I was reluctant.

Xiao Yushu wants to smell her ass, but her neck is not long enough, and she is not a giraffe, alas, forget it, what if it really stinks, what should I do, wouldn't I smoke myself.

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Outside the temple.

The sky was gray.

The cloaked man ran towards Murong Che's bedroom purposefully.

At this time, Murong Che was taking off his clothes and planning to change into a new one, he was naked/naked, with that handsome peach blossom face, and a demon was born.

The deep gaze from Aotian fell on Murong Che's handsome face, and a trace of displeasure crossed his face.

The lazy and idle Murong Che looked at his uncle's stinky face, and couldn't help but quip: "Uncle, what's wrong with you?" It can't be that the nephew is much more handsome than the uncle, and he is a little unconfident. ”

His words can always make Aotian unhappy, and the next moment, Aotian's hand covered his long sword and pulled out: "Again in front of this king, be careful that this king ruins your face." ”

Murong Che was not lightly frightened, he took several steps back, his arms covering his handsome face, leaving only a pair of bewitching eyes: "Uncle, don't make trouble, my nephew still relies on this face to do business." ”

"Okay, then you leave." Aotian's hand holding the long sword tightened.