Chapter 449 Beauty Furong 5

Si Yu has always been the one who holds the initiative.

He knows exactly what he wants and must get it.

Even by all means.

Only for Song Zhao, he exhausted all his tenderness and patience in his life, wanting her to throw herself into his arms.

In this way, she will feel happy.

Song Zhao's heartbeat was slightly out of balance.

In the daze of the candlelight, the powerful minister looked at her with gloomy and depressed eyes.

It's like the moonlight on the top of the mountain, with the storm behind it.

It was as if warm water had been poured on her heart, as if she wanted to stir up all the emotions in her heart, and agreed to all his requests recklessly.

Si Yu suddenly grabbed her hand.

Her hand was clenched into a small fist at some point, crystal clear, like a pure white pearl.

Hold it in the palm of your hand, tender.

When his big hands were closed, they could completely wrap her small fist.

He bowed his head and kissed the back of his hand restrainedly.

very strange.

It wasn't her hand that he kissed, but she seemed to be able to feel the wet touch through his palm.

With the numb warmth, it was transmitted from his skin, and her chest burned up.

"Or, let me put it more bluntly."

The man stared at her heavily, like a patient wolf.

The adam's apple moved extremely enthusiastically, her voice was hoarse, domineering and crazy, "I'll post it upside down, okay?"

Song Zhao's throat was dry, and he frowned suddenly, "It hurts."

Only then did Si Yu realize that he was using too much force.

Immediately let go, turned around and poured himself a glass of strong wine, then raised his head and drank.

The white neck, Adam's apple rolled down, sexy and seductive.

Song Zhao watched and swallowed.

The man's voice became even hoarse, "Speak, okay, or not?"

Song Zhao bit his lips tightly, resisting the urge to nod, and said calmly, "If I did something very bad, would you still want to marry me?"

Si Yu continued to drink, suppressed his voice and said indifferently, "Your sister is so upright, can she do bad things?"

Song Zhao was extremely ashamed, she lowered her head.

In the crystal-clear eyes, there are some uncontrollable emotions, depressive and bitter.

Choking his neck, he said, "Assumption."

The words fell.

He raised his head to meet her slightly nervous gaze, and said with an immoral look, "What is good and what is bad? Everyone's definition is different.

For me, marrying you is already the best thing. "

Song Zhao wanted to refute.

She is not as good as he thought.

At least she hasn't reached the passing mark yet, so she can have the confidence to tell the unbearable truth.

"Song Zhao."

He called her.

With the movement of drooping eyes, a few drops of wine slowly rolled down along his cold Adam's apple, following the arc of swallowing, into his open collar,

"I really can't bear it for long."

Song Zhao couldn't bear it, and finally let go slowly, "I want to be my county horse, and the requirements are very high."

"..."

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This night, the imperial city was not peaceful.

The South Vietnamese mission sent a document to Emperor Yuanchun.

Emperor Yuan Chun looked at it and directly overturned the case on the table.

The eunuchs were so frightened that they knelt on the ground, afraid of being angered, they secretly invited Queen Gu to rescue them.

No matter how angry Emperor Yuan Chun was, as long as he looked at Queen Gu's face, he would calm down quickly.

Empress Gu came here after hearing the news, and gently offered hot tea to the gloomy Emperor Yuan Chun, "My lord, why are you so angry?"

Emperor Yuan Chun glanced at Empress Gu's face, and he was in a much better mood. He casually stuffed the document into her hand, "Look for yourself."