When I think of Fang Jun doing some weird things to his underwear...
Princess Changle had goosebumps all over her body, and she wanted to rush to the side hall to drive Fang Jun away immediately.
"Suddenly I feel so hungry, Sizi, little one, let's go find some food, okay?"
Princess Changle suppressed the strangeness in her heart and coaxed the two little sisters with a forced smile, hoping to coax them both away and leave this place. As for whether Fang Jun in the side hall might do something obscene, he couldn't care less about it at the moment.
"Okay, okay, my sister and Xiaoyao are also very hungry! Sister Changle, let me tell you, when my brother-in-law comes back later, let him cook delicious food for us. The food made by my brother-in-law is delicious, even better than in the palace. The royal chefs are all good!”
Princess Jinyang said happily, her eyes shining brightly.
Fang Jun's delicious food has long conquered her stomach...
The devil wants to eat what he makes!
Princess Changle cursed angrily in her heart, but with a smile on her pretty face, she looked particularly gentle and pleasant: "Really? That's a blessing, let's go quickly?"
Then he grabbed his two younger sisters and quickly walked out the door.
"Oh, sister, you haven't changed your clothes yet..."
Princess Gao Yang warned.
This hot spring is blocked by a high wall, so it is not exposed to the north wind, and with its back to the mountains facing the sun, it is not cold. Moreover, the corridors connecting the hot springs in various houses are inlaid with glass, which is like a greenhouse. Even if you only wear single clothes, you will not feel cold.
But it's not good to just wear a middle coat like this.
Princess Changle has always been strict in etiquette, gentle and dignified and never rude in front of others. This kind of attire may not be a hindrance to others, but it will basically not appear on Princess Changle...
"Ah? Oh, no, I'm feeling a little hot. It's nice and cool. Anyway, there's no valet here. I'll change it later."
Princess Changle had no choice but to say.
She wanted to change her clothes, but she couldn't. All her clothes were in the side hall...
"Oh..." Princess Gao Yang responded and dared to go out behind Princess Chang Le, but she always felt something was wrong in her heart.
A group of people walked out of the soup pool, with the Wu sisters walking at the end.
Wu Meiniang secretly winked at Wu Shunniang, Wu Shunniang's charming childish face smiled mischievously, nodded, and slowed down.
Wu Meiniang is a sweetheart with seven orifices, and her sister Wu Shunniang is not bad at all.
When their highnesses walked around the corridor in front, Wu Shunniang stopped and turned back to Tangquan.
There was no one in the room, the clear spring water in the hot spring was exuding warmth, and a light mist shrouded the room.
Wu Shunniang frowned and looked around, then walked quietly to the side hall...
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Fang Jun covered his balls, twisted with strange devilish steps, "rubbed" into the side hall, and fell down on the kang.
After taking a breath, he put his hand into his crotch and touched it. He was relieved when he found that both balls were intact. Xu was pushed hard when he was standing up. It hurt, but it did not cause any substantial damage that could not be treated.
I rubbed it and felt a little better...
But in my heart, I was surprised that the seemingly delicate and serious Princess Changle could actually use such a destructive trick. It was really difficult to guard against it.
There were chattering sounds outside, and Fang Jun was also afraid of being discovered. His Majesty Li Er might personally kill himself, the "scum" for "tainting" his precious eldest daughter...
There is a faint aroma coming from the nose, which seems familiar.
Fang Jun sniffed it carefully with his nose raised. It was as elegant and fresh as orchid and musk, just like the body fragrance on Princess Changle just now. It made people feel refreshed and imagined. Turning around, he saw a light blue ladies' palace dress hanging on a hanger nearby.
And not far from his head, there was a set of middle coats placed randomly, and even a moon-white bellyband. The faint fragrance came from this.
"Could this be..."
Fang Jun's eyes widened, guessing a possibility, and then swallowed.
He stretched out his hand to pick it up and appreciate it carefully, but then he forced himself to take his hand back.
Yi Geren’s underwear...
Isn’t this so fucking filthy?
You absolutely can't do this kind of thing, it's too low!
But... there's no one here anyway, we're just taking a sneak peek, and no one else will know, so it doesn't matter, right? After all, this is the underwear of a royal princess. If the archaeologists of later generations get such a piece, why don't they use a magnifying glass to carefully observe it inch by inch, frame by frame, with their eyes glowing green?
Will anyone say they are dirty?
Definitely not possible. I am an archaeologist, studying great cultural relics and the underwear style of the Tang royal family, and inferring the clothing culture of royal princesses a thousand years ago. This is a noble and rigorous academic act. It can enhance the core competitiveness of a socialist country and cultivate the people's national pride...
right!
We should treat this underwear with a scientific and rigorous attitude, observe it closely, see its material, craftsmanship, and style, and then write an article to record it in detail, so that archaeologists of later generations can There is no need to excavate grave after grave in the name of archaeology...
Fang Jun's eyes widened, and there was a war between heaven and man in his heart, repeatedly fighting between noble and dirty. There was a lotus made of silver threads on the clothes that were wrinkled and wronged, which seemed to be laughing at his hesitation. Decide.
finally……
"ah!"
An exclamation sounded in Fang Jun's ears.
Fang Jun was almost frightened to death and blurted out: "I didn't move!"
Turning his head, he met Wu Shunniang's eyes as she opened the door.
Wu Shunniang's eyes first met Fang Jun's, and then turned to Fang Jun's hand. Fang Jun also came to his senses. Although he didn't understand why Wu Shunniang left and came back, when he looked down at Wu Shunniang's gaze, he realized that his hand was only 0.01 points away from the exquisite clothes embroidered with lotus. centimeters…
Well, in fact, it's not just 0.01 centimeters, there's always two or three inches.
But the problem is that there is always no doubt in which direction the hand is heading.
Wu Shunniang blushed, glanced at Fang Jun secretly, and lowered her head.
Fang Jun was so embarrassed that he tugged at the corner of his mouth, moved his hand back without leaving a trace, coughed dryly, and explained: "This...that...that thing, it's not what you think."
Wu Shunniang remained silent.
Fang Jun was a little anxious. This was a matter of his own character. Even if it was the truth, he had to quibble.
"Actually, I just think it's pretty. Well, I want to take a look. It's really nothing..."
"oh……"
Wu Shunniang lowered her head and responded, feeling at a loss.
Fang Jun is embarrassed, she is more embarrassed than Fang Jun!
First, Princess Changle insisted on bathing in the hot spring alone, and then this guy appeared here. What else is there to understand? It’s just that I really didn’t expect that such a delicate and dignified person as Princess Changle would be possessed by this bastard...
Fang Jun was about to collapse and said with a wry smile: "You really misunderstood..."
He explained the misunderstanding that had just occurred in detail, leaving nothing out.
"Is that so?"
Wu Shunniang believed it. She felt that there was no need for Fang Jun to lie to her.
What does it mean for a grown man to have three wives and four concubines? Wasn't he stolen by this guy... Besides, Princess Changle had already reconciled, and she didn't feel guilty about destroying her family, so it really wasn't a big deal.
The eyes that were rippling like water secretly glanced at Fang Jun's "injury", bit his lip, and asked shyly: "Um... will there be a problem? If you feel something is wrong, you should still see the doctor. Those who take a look should not hide their illnesses and avoid medical treatment.”
This is my sister Wu Meiniang's "lifeblood", so I can't be careless at all, otherwise my sister's "happiness" in her life will be ruined.
Besides, this thing feels really good to use...
I am a widow, and it is really unbearably lonely to be alone in the boudoir without revealing my true feelings. There are countless men out there who covet her, but few of them can make her proud and willing to give everything she has and let them take whatever they want.
Since I don't want to remarry, but I can't go out and steal a man, how can I endure this deep-seated loneliness? She is a pretty young woman who can produce water when pinched, and she still has a long life ahead of her! Only if this guy in front of me could satisfy his cravings from time to time...
Fang Jun looked at Wu Shunniang's charming face and plump figure, and the shocking glance when he faced Princess Changle reappeared in his mind. He swallowed hard and whispered: "It won't be a big deal, so what?" , if someone can rub it, it will probably heal faster..."
Wu Shunniang's face turned red, she glared at Fang Jun shyly, bit her red lips and walked up to Fang Jun. Shy, but never coy. She has experienced the beauty of spring nights and the desolation of loneliness, and understands the essence of "carpe diem".
A pair of jade hands untied Fang Jun's belt, and happiness appeared in front of his eyes. He had to hold on tightly...
