The Beloved Imperial Consort - Chapter 206

[206. Chapter 206 Confrontation]

Zong Zhenglin was keenly aware that Mu Xiyao’s expression was wrong, so he tightly wrapped her arms around her, and discussed with Zong Zhengming about the response.

Don’t let her know, okay! She has a way to find out the truth.

Zong Zhenglin’s domineering temperament is used to being overbearing, and there is an unstoppable force in his bones. He was willing to risk changing the situation, and he didn’t ask her if she was willing to follow him, leaving the good future on that idiot Zong Zhenghui.

Blocking her way to the top of the concubine, even the future ruler of the world, the parents of the harem, Emperor Jian’an himself, can’t do it!

Mu Xiyao cast a gloomy glance at the calm man above her head, and became angry when she remembered his cold “irrelevant”. Bullying her is a woman, right? Looking down on people… men are not necessarily strong. Especially… in some cases, there is something different.

Although Zong Zhenglin said he was determined to stop Zong Zhenghui’s thoughts even if he took advantage of the situation, he still knew the importance. At this time, he was discussing with Zong Zhengming, and he wanted to surround Wei and save Zhao, so that the prince would be in chaos and have no time to be distracted.

“If you use the Fire Rider Camp as a breakthrough, you can lure them for profit…” Zong Zhenglin was calm and calm, and the meaning of the words made the opposite Zong Zhengming’s eyes shine. Yes, this method is much safer than rashly borrowing money from aristocratic families.

When he was interested, he waited for him to elaborate, but saw Zong Zhenglin’s face suddenly stunned, and his eyes were surprisingly bright.

“Sixth brother?”

Taking a deep breath, Zong Zhenglin’s fingers supporting Mu Xiyao’s arm gradually tightened.

Damn. This woman doesn’t know whether to live or die, so dare to confront him at this time? The light armor that was lifted under the abdomen, the tender little hands drilled into the brocade robe, and it was already slowly probing down. That movement was so slow that it seemed to be tortured on purpose, scratching his heart.

“This is a suitable candidate…”

“The above is not suitable. It is more convenient for Dusi and garrison to act.”

With a sullen face, he was talking to Zong Zhengming about serious business, but his anger was lifted again by Mu Xiyao through his robe. Zong Zhenglin’s heart was in a state of confusion, only the thought of Mu Xiyao being so bold and presumptuous in front of others made his heart arouse. Rao is that no matter how cold and self-disciplined he is, he can’t escape the curiosity that men are born with.

Especially, sitting across from him is Zong Zhengming, who has ulterior motives for Mu Xiyao.

Mu Xiyao was bold, raised the corner of her mouth, and put her small hand between his legs lightly. I thought it would take some time to hook it up, but as soon as I touched it, I was scalded by the sturdy body under him.

This? Mu Xiyao’s peach cheeks were slightly uncomfortable.

Only from Zong Zhenglin’s scorching temperature and fullness, he knew that the man’s desire had never diminished, and he had been holding on for a long time, holding her in his arms and chatting with Zong Zhengming eloquently.

No wonder everyone in the world said that His Royal Highness was strict with self-discipline, and it was only now that he had a deep understanding. It seems that in order for this statement to be effective, it is good to have someone to accompany him. When the two are in private, this sentence cannot be counted.

Amazing self-control? Mu Xiyao smiled with frowning eyes. excellent! Today, let’s try how the Jian’an Emperor in the previous life can endure. No matter how strong and domineering you are, isn’t the lifeblood still in her hands, waiting to be appeased?

Gently kneading through the fabric, after only a few efforts, Zong Zhenglin’s whole body was already tense, and the thighs under her buttocks were too hard to rest on.

Feeling the temperature of his palm rising rapidly, Mu Xiyao rolled her eyes and continued to make trouble.

“His Royal Highness, I’m very dizzy.” The voice was weak and weak, as if it was uncomfortable, and he couldn’t help but scream.

After being interrupted by Mu Xiyao, Zong Zhengming looked at Zong Zhenglin with a stern face, but helplessly reached out to lift her hood, and gave Zong Zhenglin a solemn rubbing of her forehead. This is a rare situation. It turns out that people who are used to being cold in private still have such a time to take care of people.

Zong Zhengming didn’t know what to do. Zong Zhenglin’s thoughtfulness was clearly because he hated Mu Xiyao for secretly teasing him, but he deliberately teased him like a little bit of water.

The previous **** has not disappeared, and now it has intensified.

“Would it be better to knead it harder?” Others sounded like Zong Zhenglin asking if Mu Xiyao’s strength was appropriate, but the two of them understood that the meaning of this sentence was by no means so simple.

The corners of Mu Xiyao’s mouth were raised high, and there was already a deep smile on her little face.

Can’t stand it anymore, want to urge her? Your Highness, when you lied just now, you were not so good at talking.

“It’s better to be lighter.” Mu Xiyao turned her back to Zong Zhengming, and she didn’t need to pretend if she had no scruples. Only the voice was still very weak.

Zong Zhenglin’s eyes darkened, and it was difficult to clean up her on the spot, so he could only grit his teeth.

It’s the other way around!

Mu Xiyao looked up and saw his tight chin, with a smile pouring out of his eyes. Your Highness, enjoy yourself…

groping to the belt around his waist, his small hands tentatively burrowed into the man’s shirt, and his slender fingers touched three inches below his abdomen. Every time he succeeded, Zong Zhenglin would twitch slightly.

This feels very good, to tease the prince and bully the future emperor, Mu Xiyao finally has a kind of pride that raises her eyebrows.

If it wasn’t for Zong Zhenglin pretending to be a ghost, she wouldn’t be able to think of such a trick. Tat for tat, Your Highness, you are making yourself uncomfortable, no wonder your concubine.

Zong Zhenglin’s forehead was soaked with sweat, and the firmness under his body was unbearable pain. Damn woman, how dare to play with him like this!

Those who have no scruples all the way along the wind and water will finally realize the power of the softness of the fingers.

While Zong Zhengming was drinking tea, Zong Zhenglin bowed his head and stared straight at the smug-faced person, his eyes almost bursting with anger. The deep ink color in the phoenix eyes is too thick to be resolved.

Seeing his silent warning, Mu Xiyao was even more provocative in her beautiful eyes. Lilac’s little tongue slowly showed her head, just in front of Zong Zhenglin’s face, her head was slightly sideways, and added to his palm. As if it wasn’t deadly enough, Mu Xiyao softened her expression, closed her eyes and rolled his tail fingers, sucking and swallowing.

Zong Zhenglin’s body trembled and his throat rolled up and down. If it wasn’t for Zong Zhengming’s presence on the other side, he would have overwhelmed people and entered the army.

Just thinking about it, it is inevitable to think of the naked spring under the cloak. The flower stamen dew… I really think about it.

Jiaojiao, a natural beauty, a fairy born to torture people.

When she finally touched Zong Zhenglin’s work, Mu Xiyao’s eyes were wide open, her mouth was half open, and her hands were shaking in shock.

Zong Zhenglin… Has he reached the limit of venting? She still has a lot of tricks to use, why is the boss so anxious?

Mu Xiyao has nothing to do with herself, Feng Liang speaks lightly. In other words, she was being tossed so vigorously, not to mention half an hour, even half a column of incense couldn’t stand it. For Zong Zhenglin to be so persistent, he has been able to survive until now thanks to his extraordinary perseverance and internal strength.

Mu Xiyao looked into his deep eyes, and easily read out the pain and longing. It was rare to see Zong Zhenglin so restrained and fragile, Mu Xiyao raised his eyebrows high.

“Would you like it?” Silently asked, the little mouth only made a mouth shape, which made Zong Zhenglin sweat and wet his clothes, and his body couldn’t stop throbbing.

Seeing his condensed face, his eyes were astonishingly bright, Mu Xiyao’s actions stopped abruptly.

“Would you like it?” Mu Yaonu asked again with red lips like fire.

The veins on Zong Zhenglin’s hands burst out, and he wished he could strangle this daring man to death.

She couldn’t stand her teasing so many times, but she couldn’t resist the crazy thoughts in her heart, she just lowered her eyes and blinked very quickly.

[End of This Chapter]