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    Xie Hualang was used to bullying his own lord, and he had seen a lot of his expression when he was teased and speechless by himself. Seeing him like this suddenly, he couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.

    She frowned, and asked cautiously: "Jiulang, are you not angry with me?"

    Gu Jingyang smiled gently: "When have I ever been angry with Zhizhi?"

    Xie Hualang became more vigilant, hesitated for a while, and finally became honest, put his arms around his neck, and persuaded: "Mr. Lang, let's stop making trouble, and ask someone to bring clothes. Let's go have dinner."

    She swept away the previous baring teeth and claws, and said with a cute face: "It's getting dark, Zhizhi hasn't eaten yet, and she's going to be hungry."

    Gu Jingyang's eyes were closed, and the mist from the spring water was indistinct. He was in it, and his complexion became softer, as quiet and gentle as jade.

    He said softly, "Okay."

    After finishing speaking, he raised his voice slightly and called out, "Come here."

    Not long after, Heng Jia's respectful voice sounded outside: "What orders does Your Majesty have?"

    "Bring a set of clothes for me and Zhizhi," Gu Jingyang said, "Hurry up."

    Heng Jia, as the emperor's personal servant, naturally knew that the servants had actually sent over a clean change of clothes just now, and they were about to give away the good ones, which was naturally strange.

    However, when he thought of the little ancestor who had just entered, and her usual disposition, he felt that nothing strange happened.

    The servants acted quickly, and it didn't take long for the men and women's clothes to be sent over.

    The emperor didn't like others to serve him close to him, let alone a young and beautiful queen inside, and the servants didn't dare to look for bad luck, so they put their clothes in front of the screen and quietly retreated out.

    Gu Jingyang breathed a sigh of relief almost invisible, leaned back slightly, and said, "Zhizhi, go and put on your clothes."

    The inner hall is as warm as spring, and the spring water is steaming. For a while, Xie Hualang was really reluctant to leave. He had already done what he should do, and the person who should be molested has also been molested, so he might as well stay and enjoy it.

    She said: "Jiulang go get dressed first, I'll soak for a while."

    Gu Jingyang didn't know where to think, his eyebrows moved slightly, his lips parted, and finally he just said: "I'll go out now, you turn around."

    Although Xie Hualang also noticed that Mr. Lang is not easy to mess with today, but he committed the problem of flirtatiousness again, and said with a smile: "Master Dao, I am the girl, okay? I am not ashamed, what do you have to be ashamed of?  Yue, you are all mine now, why are you still sticking to these details?"

    As soon as these words came out of her mouth, Gu Jingyang's expression became terrified, and Xie Hualang subconsciously shrank back, almost thinking that his eyes were about to shoot arrows and poke two holes in his body.

    Gu Jingyang's Adam's apple rolled, his mind was turbulent, and he almost wanted to kill the little goblin on the spot.

    "Zhizhi," he said word for word: "The last sentence, can you say it again?"

    "" Xie Hualang hesitated, but couldn't admit it: "I'll tell you what you tell me. Wouldn't that be embarrassing?"

    Gu Jingyang smiled: "What did you say?"

    Xie Hualang moved back a bit, turned his back obediently, and said angrily: "I said I turned around, you can open your eyes now!"

    If it was another time, Gu Jingyang might have to worry about whether the little goblin was lying to him, but this time it was different from the previous situation.

    Because of her repeated teasing, the fire in his heart became more and more intense. If she is willing to be obedient and obedient, it will be fine, and they will be at peace with each other.

    Ah!

    It's a pity that although Xie Hualang is used to lip service, he has a strong sixth sense of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages. Hearing that Mr. Lang's tone is not kind, this time he followed suit honestly.

    Gu Jingyang opened his eyes to look, and saw that she was facing away from him, her long hair was rolled up, the skin on her back was soft and tender, and when she looked down, her waist was slender, graceful and graceful.

    His heart beat faster, and he felt a little lost. He lowered his eyes and read the scriptures several times to meditate.

    Xie Hualang couldn't hear the movement behind him, but felt that his eyes seemed to fall on his back. Inexplicably, that piece of skin burned hotly.

    She was a little worried, and she could wait at the beginning, but at the end, the little girl couldn't help but fight.

    "Lang Jun," Xie Hualang moved forward again, and said a little uncomfortable: "Aren't you going to get up and get dressed?"

    Gu Jingyang quietly looked at her figure, his eyes were burning, but he said nothing.

    Xie Hualang was even more frightened, picked up the hot spring water, warmed his arms like warm jade lotus roots, and then said: "Mr. Lang, don't ignore me, talk to me."

    Gu Jingyang's eyes movedThe white greasy jade body in front of my eyes.

    No matter how thick-skinned Xie Hualang is, he is still a girl after all. When he did such a thing, he still couldn't help feeling a little ashamed, his jade face flushed

    She raised her eyes and saw Gu Jingyang looking at her intently, but said nothing. She was shy, but also a little annoyed. She hid her body behind the curtain, stretched out her hand and gently pushed him, and said in a low voice, "Master Dao, you are a little bit angry."  React!"

    Gu Jingyang smiled slightly, like a banished fairy, but he still didn't speak, he just grabbed her hand and poked into his loose robe, letting her feel the excitement at the moment.

    It's not that Xie Hualang has never touched it before, and it was never like this, so

    She was already a little hot-faced, but after that, she felt her heart beating like a drum, and she subconsciously wanted to shrink back, and retracted her hands.

    "It was you who took the initiative to send it here, and you are the one who wants to escape now," Gu Jingyang let her little hand escape, with a warm expression on his face, and said with a soft smile: "Mr. Ye is a dragon."

    Xie Hualang had never been so shy and embarrassed. He was somewhat expectant and timid at the same time. When he raised his eyes to look at him, and met the undisguised conniving gaze, the uneasiness and hesitation in his heart suddenly disappeared.

    She lowered her eyes a little shyly, lifted the curtain, threw herself into his arms, buried her head in his chest, and never raised her head again.

    "Zhizhi," when she rushed over, Gu Jingyang was also stunned, holding her bare/naked waist, and said in an erratic tone: "Do you know what you are doing?"

    Xie Hualang reached out and hammered on his chest, but did not make a sound.

    The light and shadow around him are so soft and ambiguous, and the mist rising from the hot spring in the distance is vague and blurry. It seems that Gu Jingyang's soul has also left, and has gone to his sweetheart, staying there and never returning.

    With strength in his arms, he picked her up by the waist, and went straight into the inner bedroom where people could rest.

    Her skin is so soft and moist, like the smoothest satin in the world. When lying on the bed, she is as quiet as a picture of a beauty, with black hair and snow skin, lively and fragrant.

    The four eyes met, I don't know whose heart was disturbed first, and even disturbed the candlelight in the room.

    The robes are off, the skin is touching, and the lovers who share the same mind embrace each other with deep affection.

    It's exactly: light wine in front of people, surrounded by nephrite lamps.  Looking back and hugging always makes sense.

    Pain, pain, push Lang lightly.

    Gradually hearing the trembling sound, I was slightly startled and blushed.

    There is no gap between trying and reinventing.  This time the flavor is crazy.

    Move and move, arms clasped together, lips pressed together, tongues intertwined.

    There is a crescent moon outside the window, exuding a cool and silver glow, the night is deep, and the night is growing.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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