His eyes suddenly darkened, and his breathing became messy.
It's just that the girl in her arms is so delicate and ignorant of worldly affairs that she might not be able to withstand any storm.
".You are too young."
He rolled his Adam's apple twice restrainedly, and placed a soft kiss on her forehead, completely lacking the dominance he had before.
"Where is it?"
Bai Tao's lips tightened and she fanned her eyelashes, "I'm not young anymore, I've grown up."
And they are all over a hundred years old.
According to the age of a mortal, she can be his grandmother. Can she still be called young?
He kneaded her cheeks and soft lips again.
Baitao wanted to resist, but now she was in the wrong. Her curled eyelashes kept trembling, so she could only bully him.
Ying Zheng played with her left and right on the bed like a doll, and every inch was her favorite.
He is not afraid of being late for a good meal, and he can afford to wait any longer. In the end, the future will be long.
The little fox hummed, and the young man's eyes were dark, with a little spark of fire. At this moment, someone came from outside to report, "Your Majesty, a hostage from another country has come from the State of Yan to pay an audience."
The world is full of chaos.
Ying Zheng placed a kiss on the girl's forehead, "Taotao, wait here for me to come back."
Baitao's eyelashes trembled as she saw him getting up and walking out of the palace door.
She wondered in her heart.
Is this the end of the story? Since nibbling is so good, why not nibble more in the future.
Bai Tao licked her lips and smacked the taste.
I thought it tasted pretty good, so I stared at the shoes and fell asleep on his bed.
Little did they know that now that the Chengjiao incident has subsided, Ying Zheng has begun to take power and is busy in the temple, as well as the arrival of Prince Dan of Yan State to Qin State.
At this time, getting along with Baitao was also the first time to receive the letter and leave the courtiers to squeeze out the time.
Towards evening, Baitao woke up, but he hadn't come back yet.
She shook the bell next to the couch and asked, "Is anyone there?"
Zhao Gao came in from the door: "I have met my young master."
"I'm hungry, go and ask the palace servants to prepare food."
Zhao Gao said appropriately: "The dining room has been prepared and the hot water is ready. Young master, would you like to take a bath or eat first?"
Why did he not follow Brother Zheng, but instead deal with trivial matters in the inner palace? Baitao felt strange in his heart, but he didn't ask more questions and just said: "Let's take a bath first."
After washing up and coming out refreshed, Baitao saw that the long table was filled with delicacies.
A cauldron of red deer and turtle meat is cooked.
Half a lamb chop, a roast chicken, three big pot helmets baked with white flour, and two bowls of spicy soup.
She sat down obediently and asked, "Aren't you back yet?"
Zhao Gao: "Your Majesty is still discussing matters. Please order your servants to serve the young master's meal first."
Baitao nodded, grilled the roasted chicken with chopsticks and said, "Brother Zheng has never been so busy before, so busy that he forgot to eat and sleep."
Zhao Gao smiled and said: "Your Majesty is different now. Now the Prime Minister must listen more to your Majesty."
Baitao was not interested in the affairs and entanglements of the previous dynasty, "Zhao Gao, where are you from?"
Zhao Gao lowered his head and said, "The slaves are the sinners of Qin."
"sinner?"
"yes."
Zhao Gao added, "This slave is from Zhao. His father was captured and sent to the Qin State. The slave grew up with his father in the Qin State. Until he was old enough and entered the palace, the slave had no roots, but he had already regarded the Qin State as his country." My own roots, and because I was good at writing prison orders when I was young, and knew the laws of Qin by heart, I was favored by your Majesty."
He said sincerely, "I am very grateful to Qin and your Majesty."
At this moment, Ying Zheng walked in from outside, and Zhao Gao quickly retreated.
Baitao took a sip of spicy soup while holding the clay pot, and said to Ying Zheng who came in: "You are a very loyal slave to you."
"He's just a slave." He wiped his hands and sat next to her, "It's his duty to be sincere."
Baitao didn't mention it either, "You said you asked me to wait for you. Why did you come back so late? Did you encounter some troublesome things?"
"We met some." Ying Zheng pursed his lips: "Taotao, you only waited for me for half a day, but I have been waiting for you in Xianyang Palace for eighty-one days."
"."
Oops.
Baitao asked casually, but he didn't expect that the problem in his heart was not over yet.
Baitao quickly rolled up the deer and turtle meat in a pot helmet and handed it to him. He said rather guiltily: "Brother Zheng, are you hungry?"
Ying Zheng paused, took a big bite from her hand, and then took it.
Baitao tore up the chicken again, rolled it into a chicken-filled pot helmet, and placed it in front of him.
She figured that as long as she rolled it up fast enough, she would be able to stop him from asking questions. Ying Zheng didn't seem to be eating very fast, and he even seemed to be a bit dignified.
But the speed was like a hurricane, and all three cauldrons were in his mouth within a moment.
It also includes a pot of deer turtle meat, half a lamb chop, half a roast chicken, and a bowl of spicy soup.
Nothing was wasted.
Even though Baitao was used to it, he couldn't help but sigh: "Brother Zheng, you eat a lot."
Ying Zheng wiped his mouth and threw the handkerchief on the case, "I am a man, not a little girl like you, who should have such an appetite."
Sometimes the amount of food intake is also listed as a contest between warriors. Baitao wanted to make him forget about that incident, so she nodded, "Brother Zheng is the most powerful."
Ying Zheng glanced at her. Her little face was not as big as his palm, but her wide eyes were round and bright, and the pleasant words coming out of her mouth were piercing her heart.
What he did was stabbed directly into his heart.
"You've been running for three months." He went straight to take a shower.
Baitao: "?"
Why did it go around and come back? Why isn't it over yet?
It's really good noodles and chicken intestines. She was very guilty before, but now she has an attitude of "what can you do to me?"
She got on the couch directly, covered herself with a quilt, and occupied the bed, planning to let him make the bed on the floor.
Ying Zheng had just finished taking a shower, his dark hair was hanging down, and he was wearing a loose black robe. As he moved around, his well-defined abdominal muscles were looming.
When he saw the small bulge on the bed, his eyes darkened, "Taotao?"
"I am occupying this bed today." Baitao pulled the quilt, moved it to the far side, and covered his face, "You are not allowed to get on the bed."
Ying Zheng pulled down the quilt that covered her face: "This is my bedroom. Why don't you let me sleep on my bed?"
Baitao said calmly: "You are a big man and I am a little girl. It's just a bed. What's wrong with you giving it to me? You are so stingy."
"Sharp teeth and sharp mouth."
Baitao gently bit the back of his hand and said vaguely: "If you change the story, I will allow you to stay on the bed."
"." He laughed angrily, "Confucius is right, only women and villains are difficult to raise."
Baitao relaxed his teeth and said, "Forget it, brother Zheng, just go lay the floor."
As she said that, she pulled away the quilt and covered her head. Unexpectedly, the big hand she had bitten just now lifted her up from the quilt.
Before Baitao could grind her teeth, Ying Zheng threw her into the couch and wrapped her tightly in the quilt, "Heartless."
Baitao couldn't break free and said with a sullen face: "A gentleman talks but doesn't use his hands. You can use your mouth and hands no matter what."
Ying Zheng lay down next to her, and Baitao was about to bite his neck. He closed his eyes, with a look of blue tiredness on his face, "Taotao, have you really missed me in the past three months? "
Baitao clenched her teeth and struggled to free herself. After a moment's hesitation, she covered him and herself with the quilt and found a comfortable position under his arms.
"I don't miss you."
"how many?"
He turned over, leaned over with his handsome face, lifted her chin, and pecked her lips.
Actually not much?
All Baitao was thinking about was, didn't three months just happen in the blink of an eye?
She had lived for hundreds of years, and she had only been away for three months. How could he be so brooding about her.
But he was definitely not happy when he said this.
She thought for a while: "I miss Brother Zheng more than the moon at night."
Ying Zheng was extremely happy when he heard that. He picked up Baitao and leaned against his chest, grabbed her head and kissed her.
This was a lingering kiss. Baitao was tingling from the kiss, and her hands clung to his neck involuntarily. If he nibbled it well, she would also enjoy it very much.
After a long time, Ying Zheng let go of her, wrapped his arms around her waist and made her close to him, patted her back and said, "It's getting late, Taotao, go to sleep."
"hold head high?"
In fact, after sleeping for half the night, Baitao was not sleepy yet. She wanted to stick to him and talk for a while, but before she could blink, she found that he had fallen asleep.
Maybe I'm very tired.
She blinked twice and curled up with her ear against his heartbeat.
Just after the kiss, the three tails on her tailbone were inexplicably excited, and they were itching to get free.
Baitao thought for a moment, then simply let out her tail and licked the pointed fur, then quietly wrapped her three tails around his waist, and opened her eyes until dawn.
*
Early the next morning, Ying Zheng woke up as usual.
Baitao had already tucked away her tail and pretended to be sleeping soundly.
Suddenly feeling a dense kiss on her eyelashes, her eyelids trembled. She opened her eyelids and saw Ying Zheng's handsome profile.
He said: "Are you awake?"
"Yeah."
Baitao narrowed her eyes and yawned lazily, rolling off his body, "I'm awake. Brother Zheng, you go to court."
You wouldn't know it if you didn't turn it over, but when you turn over Baitao, you can see that there are still a few tufts of fox fur on his waist.
Baitao trembled, and when Ying Zheng was about to get up, she threw him down, "No! You can't leave yet."
Ying Zheng: "Huh? Can't you bear to leave me alone?"
"Yes, I just can't let go of Brother Zheng." Baitao said casually, grabbing the fox fur on his waist with her claws, not letting go of every corner.
Ying Zheng followed her hand and looked at it. In a hurry, Baitao raised her head and kissed him.
"Boom——"
Ying Zheng froze, the girl was so charming, her hair snaking into her collar, rising and falling on the little bit of hair exposed on her chest, making it impossible for people to take their eyes away.
He was originally a young man, in his prime of life, and he had eaten a lot of venison last night.
At this moment, a wave of heat permeated his limbs and bones like an overwhelming force, making him almost unable to control himself. He clutched the quilt tightly and said hoarsely: "Taotao, get down first."
"No, no, wait a minute."
The girl's hands were still lighting fire everywhere and began to burn into a large sea of fire.
"Wait a minute." Baitao touched two handfuls and said confusedly, "Brother Zheng, are you hiding something?"
Ying Zheng's ears were burned to the core. He stood up and ran away as if running away.
Only Baitao was left clutching the fox fur ball in his hand.
Strange, what happened to him?
At this moment, the maids outside filed in holding hot copper basins.
When Rui'er saw Baitao on the couch, the corners of her mouth turned up, a little teasingly, "Little Master, how did you sleep here last night?"
Baitao put the hair ball away and said, "It's not bad."
Rui'er smiled in her heart and came over again and said: "A woman's first time will always hurt a little bit. I hope you can endure it today and you'll be fine."
"ah?"
Baitao felt that she was confused, so she lifted the quilt and stood up, "What are you talking about? Why can't I understand you?"
"It's a matter of course, how can this be dumb?"
Rui'er thought she was embarrassed and stopped teasing.
She leaned over and looked at the quilt, and found that there was nothing on it. The smile on Rui'er's face froze.
It's impossible. The young master and the king have both reached the age of knowing Shao Ai. It would be abnormal for a man and a woman to live together in the same room without something happening.
What's more, love affairs are just something men and women talk about, so it's no big deal.
She tried to ask again: "Really? No?"
Baitao is as pure as white paper: "What's there?"
Rui'er absolutely fell.
Who is the problem?
(End of chapter)
