Unrivaled appetite!
At dinner time, Zhao Wujiang showed off five large bowls of rice, which almost made him choke and roll his eyes.
At first, it was Dugu Mingyue who served him a big bowl of rice.
While eating, he briefly stated that he was going on a "business trip" to another place.
After he finished eating, Xuanyuan Jing served him another large bowl of rice.
After eating again, Linlang served him a bowl, her eyes were tender and she couldn't help but eat.
After finishing three bowls, Qing'er had to serve him another bowl. She looked at him with the kind of eyes that love to eat but would shed tears if she didn't want to eat.
He had no choice but to finish digging.
Just after he finished planing, his daughter Xiao Nianxia was holding a big bowl of rice and staring at him expectantly:
"Daddy, eat..."
Tomorrow I will set off for the Daqian Dynasty, so I feel really full after this meal.
at night.
Zhao Wujiang leaned on the soft pillow and silently reviewed the situation.
As time passes, he gets closer and closer to the full story.
"Pa!" A ball of fragrant wind hit his face, interrupting his thoughts. He grabbed the ball of fragrant wind. It turned out to be a silk bellyband, pink and white, with a milky fragrance, and Unique fragrance.
The fragrance contains the great spiritual energy of the Great Zhou Dynasty - dragon energy.
Xuanyuan Jing got into bed naked, glanced at him, and probably said:
"The person named Zhao has a bit of vision."
Zhao Wujiang obeyed and began to undress. He had just unbuttoned his undershirt when he suddenly felt a chill in his lower body.
"Pa!" A ball of coquettish wind hit his face, interrupting his movement. He grabbed the ball of coquettish wind at a loss. It turned out to be a pair of obscene pants. The middle of the obscene pants had deformed. It must have been that the giant giant had been imprisoned for many years. Dragon, caused by being constantly contradicted by the giant dragon.
"Uh-huh." Xuanyuan Jing's face turned pink and she spat in embarrassment. She took off Zhao Wujiang's trousers with just one move, while Zhao Wujiang was still undressing gracefully.
Zhao Wujiang finished taking off his clothes, revealing his muscular body. He slipped into the bed and hugged his soft, plump body.
The friction against each other was like sparks igniting in the dark night of the quilt. Just holding them in my arms could feel thrilling.
"On the thirteenth day of the twelfth lunar month, the Great Xia Dynasty may see the light of day again." Master Zhao was kneading the dough in bed, unable to hold it with one hand, and the dough swelled out from between his fingers.
He learned the news about the secret realm of the Daxia Dynasty from Zhang Xukun. As the last emperor of the Daxia Dynasty, he felt that Jing'er needed to know this.
"I'll go." The desire in Xuanyuan Jing's hands was surging, and on her beautiful face with picturesque features, her long autumn eyes were staring at Zhao Wujiang.
If the Great Xia Dynasty wants to see the light of day again, she must go back and see her former hometown, the broken country, and the devastated world.
Zhao Wujiang released his rubbing hands, hooked his hands on Jing'er's charming waist, and rubbed his back with his big hands:
"There are many dangers, and I don't want you to go."
"But I must go." Xuanyuan Jing's eyes filled with water, and he circled with his hands:
"You'll protect me, won't you?"
Zhao Wujiang had the handle and how could he dare to say no.
He said that he did not want Xuanyuan Jing to go to the secret realm where the Daxia Dynasty was located, because he was worried that Xuanyuan Jing would be in danger.
But he did not directly order Xuanyuan Jing not to go, but said that he did not want to go.
He honors the lover's decision.
Even if the danger is great, he will protect his lover.
"Do you have anything else to tell me?" Xuanyuan Jing's pretty face came closer, their noses touched, and their breaths hugged each other.
Motivated by the quilt, Zhao Wujiang picked up one of Jing'er's slender legs with one hand and said with a smile:
"I feel a little uncomfortable with my arms and legs. It's cold in winter. Please allow me to dig into a log and make a fire."
There was a rustling sound from inside the quilt, and when the two were about to join each other, Xuanyuan Jing turned over directly, held down Zhao Wujiang's hands with her delicate jade hands, and sat on Zhao Wujiang's waist.
She said coquettishly:
"I suddenly changed my mind.
I want to walk the way of the rider. "
In the dark night, Zhao Wujiang stroked along the exaggerated tightening curve to the straight arc, and pressed gently:
"Your Majesty is wise."
The two reached an agreement and high-fived each other in the dark night, and the applause could not be heard without stopping.
