Chapter 935 Ah San Is Not a Good Boy

Qian Duoduo burst into laughter, twisted his ears, and became more and more disgusted: "Fourteen, you are really shameless~"

Seeing Qian Duoduo's smile, Long Muchen immediately heaved a sigh of relief with his tense spirit, stretched out his hand to wrap around Qian Duoduo's waist, stuck out the tip of his tongue, and licked her earlobe.

Then such a sexy and sluggish voice floated in her ears.

"This king is only shameless towards my Duo'er all his life, okay?"

Qian Duoduo was stimulated by him, and her body trembled slightly. The domineering little tiger turned into a cute and cute cat in an instant, and leaned limply on Long Muchen's chest.

The shy and confused eyes showed a charming and neat style.

Long Muchen fell in love with her appearance so much that he became dizzy and dazzled.

Along her collarbone, he kissed her softly from time to time, until he heard the little girl's mouth gasp, then he put her small earlobe in his mouth and said vaguely: "Good boy, let's stay away from Ah San in the future, he is not a good boy~"

Qian Duoduo, who was still obsessed with Long Yutian's teasing at first, was somewhat distraught and infatuated. When she heard this, suddenly, her face became gloomy.

Without further ado, he directly poked Long Muchen's chest with his wrist, then picked up the quilt and threw it on the ground, cursing fiercely: "Long Muchen, from today on, you sleep on the floor for me! "

——Duoer dividing line——

the next day.

Long Muchen, Qian Duoduo, Long Yintian and Zhaoyang were all ready to go to Jingzhou City early in the morning.

Sitting on the dragon couch, with Concubine Lin beside him, the emperor personally escorted them out of Beijing.

Due to the recent exhaustion of government affairs and the stimulation of the eldest son, the whole person seems to be in a good state of mind, and coughing will not stop with a little wind.

But even so, he still told Long Yintian to cherish the opportunity of this expedition, accumulate more actual combat experience on the battlefield, and strive to make contributions or something.

Concubine Lin, on the other hand, was holding the hand of her youngest son, crying with snot and tears, telling her to pay attention to safety, eat enough and wear warm clothes.

After chatting about the household chores, the emperor cast his eyes on Long Muchen, and said leisurely.

"Fourteenth brother, after you return in triumph, I will definitely keep my promise to you."

Qian Duoduo giggled, with a hint of sarcasm in his tone.

"Emperor, when we finish winning the battle, don't be so stingy, prepare more toffee for me!"

The emperor was startled, and a complex look flashed in his eyes.

It turned out that they had known for a long time that the **** had an idea and said that Qian Duoduo was poisoned, and it was a trick for them.

But even so, the fourteenth brother didn't blow up immediately, and ran into the palace to settle accounts with himself? !

Does this mean that in his heart, from the beginning to the end, he never thought of monopolizing the government?

Above the throne?

Seeing Long Muchen's military attire, he thought of all these years, every detail of his life and death for Shengchen Kingdom.

It's hard to say, but the emperor felt a sense of guilt towards this youngest and most taboo younger brother.

Zhaoyang glanced around in the crowd for several times, and then asked in particular doubts: "It's so strange, why didn't brother Yu come today? We don't know how long it will take to come back after we leave, he I don’t know how to send us off.”