Quick Transmigration Little Stalker: The big villain is moving

Chapter 139

She has never served anyone before, so she really doesn't know any messy rules.

But if she is allowed to seduce him, she can easily make his heart itch without any effort.

Fu Zhan felt the warmth and sweetness of his lips and teeth, and his eyes, which had been calm for more than 20 years, dizzy for the first time.

Although the ripples were not obvious, Jiang Wan could see them clearly.

She moved closer, wrapping her soft arms around his neck, as if she wanted to smash her whole body into his flesh and blood.

The taste of this herbal diet is different from what Fu Zhan usually eats.

Yushanfang makes herbal soup, which has a strong medicinal flavor, and the broth is greasy, which makes people lose their appetite.

But at this moment, the medicinal food between the lips is less bitter and greasy, on the contrary, it has more floral fragrance, light and refreshing.

It tastes great!
After a moment, the two parted lips.

Jiang Wan suppressed the cunning at the tip of her lips, and innocently raised her head and asked, "Is the emperor satisfied with his service?"

The feeling of emptiness made Fu Zhan frowned slightly, but it was fleeting, and he soon returned to his usual appearance.

Pure, elegant, elegant.

Like a jade-faced fairy who is like a spring breeze.

"I am very satisfied." Fu Zhan took out a handkerchief from his arms, and slowly wiped off the honey on his lips.

"Then do you want people to continue to serve you like this?" The beauty's vermilion lips hid a smile.

Continue like this?

Do you stick to her lips and teeth, and exchange incense?

Fu Zhan closed his eyes lightly, and the smile in his voice was slowly disappearing, "No need."

He took the soup spoon in her hand, and personally scooped the soup into his mouth.

But also strange.

It tastes the same tomorrow, but this time it tastes better than before.

Jiang Wan nestled in his arms and didn't speak, like a good cat.

It's just that the winking eyes are restrained, hiding all the evil and transparent enchanting.

He took a few sips, then slowly put the spoon down, "Can you grind ink?"

She nodded, "Yes."

"This painting is almost finished, please stay and grind the ink for me."

"Follow the emperor's orders."

Seeing that the man holding her had no intention of letting go, Jiang Wan simply sat firmly on his lap and rubbed ink, with the attitude of a doting concubine.

The candlelight is dyed with the fragrance of ink, elegant and quiet, and the hatchback is warm.

I don't know how long it took, Fu Zhan stopped to appreciate the painting, but suddenly felt a little heavy in his arms.

He looked down.

Mei Jiao Niang, who was wearing the eunuch's clothes just now, had already closed her eyes and snored softly, sleeping soundly while hanging on his waist.

The buttons were loose, and a few buttons on the collar were undone, and there was still some flamboyant powder inside.

This is?

Just as she was about to take a closer look, she saw the limp little hands tugging at the clothes on her chest.

Gently pull down a few inches, and almost all of the charming powder is exposed.

Fu Zhan's eyes were pierced by the pink peach blossom apron, and before he breathed out, he was constantly teased by the bursts of fragrance.

The beauty was in her arms, maybe she was sleepy and a little feverish.While tugging on her clothes, she whispered charmingly, "It's so hot. Huh~"

Most of the gray eunuch's clothes had faded, and the fragrant shoulders were gradually exposed, white as porcelain jade.

Fu Zhan pursed his lips, lifted the beautiful girl in his arms with both arms, and walked towards the soft couch in the study.

He put her on the couch, and looked coldly at her slightly open mouth and rosy face.

The eunuch's clothes on her body have faded to her waist, and the peach blossom bellyband is wrapped in jade muscles and charming bones, and she is full of spring.

Even so, Fu Zhan standing beside the bed was also expressionless.

But the Adam's apple on the neck slips and rolls faintly
After a while, he walked away in a hurry.

It wasn't until the room became silent for a stick of incense that Mei Ji, who was lying on the soft couch, quietly opened her eyes.

Jiang Wan buried her small face in the pillow and grinned, then took off the eunuch's clothes and threw them on the ground.

The flower finger casually touched Yu Ruyi beside the pillow, her eyebrows could not be concealed no matter what.

What about the emperor with a pure heart and few desires?

Her peach blossom girl has all kinds of tricks to set him on fire.
(End of this chapter)