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Xin Yao saw Jun Chen like a mouse saw rice, and jumped into his arms with one foot. Jun Chen smiled and hugged her, held her palm and smiled, "It’s hard to love Princess."

Xin Yao looked up and smiled and poked Jun Chen’s jaw. "You’re welcome, Emperor!"
"cure too much!" Xin Yao here is still flirting with Jun Chen, and Mu Junze has rushed out of the Fengzao Palace with Qin Taifei on fire.
Xin Yao had a headache and scratched his face. "Is your hand too hard?" Angry, toffee, this is so …
Don’t respect your elders!
Jun Chen patted Xin Yao’s little head and then put her in his arms and rubbed her hair in a low voice. "I can’t bear to part with the toffee. He is going to marry the princess. Chapter 8 The emperor is really’ gentle’ and’ considerate’
Xin Yao is inexplicably sad, so he has a lover and forgets his mother!
Jun Chen pinched Xin Yao’s small nose and saw her feet at a glance. She still stood on one foot and the other didn’t dare to work hard. He simply picked her up in the tasikmalaya and pinched Xin Yao’s eyebrows. It’s not over yet. What are you doing?
Jun Chen’s charming smile at the queen is a serious face. "The queen will leave it to you."
The queen was a little scared, but on the surface, she was still ready to send Jun Chen out of Fengzao Palace.
When I returned to the Huayin Hall of Jun Chen, Xin Yao was exposed. I stretched my muscles and rolled around on the soft couch and looked at Jun Chen in an exploratory way. "Your plan is really great!"
In front of her, she paved the way for the whole Qin Taifei to feel depressed and a group of expensive girls were angry, but Xin Yao was sure that no matter whether she remembered it or not, the Third Prince Yi Junchen would order one of the expensive girls to pick a fight and let it go completely wrong.
The heart of the emperor is unfathomable!
Jun Chen is funny after listening to it, or can this little thing be considerate of his mind and know what he thinks!
Before him, Xin Yao grabbed his arms and rubbed them. Finally, Xin Yao begged for mercy from him. He let her go and looked at her sad little eyes. He ordered someone to bring ointment and pulled out her feet to study for a moment. "It seems better."
Jun Chen gave me an imperceptible smile, and his hands kept moving. If you say that it was quite a wave when Jun Chen injured Xin Yao, a bottle of medicine could spill half a bottle, but after a long time, he became so familiar with the emperor. He even learned what thrift is to benefit many times.
And when he asks Xin Yao how satisfied he is with himself, Xin Yao will look at the roof and hum, "That’s it!"
This time is no exception.
"Ah ~ ~ ~! ! ! !”
"The emperor you want to wring my foot ahhh! ! !” Xin Yao wants to cry. This man is too black! I just want to hear myself say something about him! She will retaliate if she doesn’t say it. It’s terrible to twist her foot.
Hey, hey, hey …
Jun Chen doesn’t listen to praise himself and disdains to throw Xin Yao’s jade hoof aside. When castrating, he will get up and go out. When Xin Yao is out, he will pull his long-sleeved dog leg and rub it with a smile. "The emperor is so gentle and considerate, and the male and female servants are so touched …"
Xin Yao also squeezed out two tears than dedication, and Jun Chen was a little disgusted with her. "Clean it up for me!"
Xin Yao came to think that it would be nice to take a pat and tease him according to his meaning, and suddenly she had a brainwave …
Dark apricot eyes were deeply congealed with tears stained by herself, and the ruddy lips of the sleeve were extremely ambiguous when she kissed it. After she kissed it very seriously, she carefully wiped her sleeve twice and then squinted and said to the emperor, "It’s clean!"
Jun Chen raised his eyebrows. Suddenly, he felt that the woman had something to be a favorite, and he consciously wanted to reward her!
Xin Yao was caught off guard by Jun Chen, who turned around and threw herself on the soft couch with a cute expression on her face. Her lips felt hot. Jun Chen gently and slowly licked/licked her tender and soft lips, and when she consciously wandered, she marched into and occupied every inch that belonged to her.
"Well …"
Xin Yao resisted, and even some people didn’t want to resist being held by the emperor’s adult. She felt better than Shu, and her little hand unconsciously touched him.
Jun Chen increased the crushing strength on her. Xin Yao touched his hand, and the greater the strength. At the end of the day, he simply changed his hand to scratch Jun Chen’s pain and frowned. The little thing was so cruel that the last two people were flustered.
Xin Yao sobbed against her bitten lips. "You are too cruel!"
Jun Chen snorted coldly. "Do you want me to take off my clothes and show you?"
Xin Yao "…" Take it off, take it off.
She immediately turned her eyes into a horizontal line and fell to Jun Chen. Jun Chen read the expectation in her eyes and teased her, "Do you really want to see it?" Start to undress at the same time
Xin Yao wanted to resist, indicating that she didn’t accept the temptation. Although she covered her eyes and couldn’t see what Jun Chen was doing, she still heard the rustling undressing sound.
It’s over! It’s over! The Emperor has undressed!
It’s over! It’s over! She put her hand out of her eye!
"Mr. Huang Jiang and Mrs. Jiang are here."
Jun Chen "…" What a bad time!
Xin Yao "…" is more appropriate!
Because Jun Chen admires Ouyang Jun and dotes on her teacher’s mother, she also respects them very much. They rarely report anything about going in and out of Huayin Temple. However, Ling Yan’s voice just fell and three people appeared in front of Jun Chen Xin Yao.
Jun Chen’s robes are scattered and Ling Yan is used to pretending to be blind. Jiang is a little shy to ask her husband, "It seems that we have come at a bad time."
Mr. Jiang gave her a soft smile. "Let’s come in and Yan Gonggong will report it."
Xin Yao had buried her face in the quilt, but Jun Chen was deadpan. Ling Yan waited on her dress, and she was not disturbed, annoyed or shy at all.
Of course, you can’t expect a shy expression on an emperor’s face. For details, please see "On the Emperor’s Thick-skinned Being Tempered"