Chapter 50

Bei Xing looked up at the majestic palace wall, then at his own small body, and denied the choice of climbing in.

Can only drill.

She resigned to her fate, dropped the heavy burden of idols on her back, and squeezed herself in from that small dog hole.

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Shang Li lay on the roof tiles watching with relish, Bei Xing glanced at it and then quickly turned his head, Fusang's mouth twitched, and he turned his head too.

Fusang poked Shang Li, the meaning in his eyes was shining brightly—you walked around a lot just to see this?
Two tiles were removed from the roof, revealing a small hole facing the big bed in the room.

There are two people lying on the big bed, and they are performing live erotica with all their strength.

One of them is still the current saint.

Beixing secretly observed Fusang's expression and found nothing wrong.

Is the emperor still Fusang Laozi...

It's okay to watch other people's live erotic palaces, and bring their sons with them.

What a stink!

What's even more frustrating is that Shangli doesn't care about reading it, and even reviews it while watching it! !

"This woman's figure is not very good, tsk tsk tsk..."

"Hey, look, look, this man is... How long has it been? Less than a quarter of an hour, right? Fortunately, this woman can bear it."

"If it were me, just this three-second man, I would have kicked him to the ground."

"He has eight pack abs, but he actually has one, tsk."

Beixing looked up at the sky, trying to ignore the words.

Fusang blushed more and more as he listened.

Shang Li looked at it, probably a little smug, and put his head between the two tiles he had uncovered.

Fusang's ears were red and his heart was beating, and he slapped Shang Li on the back.

Shang Yue, who had half his head in, was unprepared. Fusang suddenly slapped Shang Yue and successfully pushed Shang Yue in.

The woman exclaimed, and quickly pulled the quilt to cover herself.

The emperor's face was flushed with anger, Bei Xing grabbed Fusang who was in trouble, and didn't bother to deal with Shangli, dragged Fusang and quickly fled the palace, which is a place of right and wrong.

Don't blame her, don't blame her... Who told Shang Li to be idle and have nothing to do, and go to the roof of someone's house to watch the live erotic...

right!It's all Shang Li's own fault!

She is right!
The wrong one is Shangli!

Bei Xing, who had firmed up his mind, abandoned Shang Yue with peace of mind, returned to the Huai'an Palace with Fusang, and went even further, forcing Fusang to stay in her house.

"Miss Chi Wan, this is not in compliance with the rules, you are married..."

Fusang's face turned red and she clutched the door frame and refused to relax.

"He doesn't like me, I don't like him, he hasn't touched me, I haven't touched him, what's wrong?"

Beixing pried Fuso's fingers off the door frame one by one.

She broke one off and put another one back, still refusing to compromise: "Miss Chi Wan, this is against etiquette..."

"I am etiquette."

Fusang was stunned, and Beixing took advantage of this moment to pull his hand off, dragged him into the room, closed the door and window, and it was perfect.

When he reacted, he was already standing in the room.

Bei Xing pulled out a set of bedding from the cabinet and spread it on the floor.

"Go to bed."

After she finished speaking, she stared at Fuso with eager eyes.

Quickly shirk it and reject me!Refuse me!Say you sleep on the floor!Say it!
Fusang lowered his eyes and murmured: "...OK."

Bei Xing's entire face turned dark. He got into bed and covered his head with his head, and said in a muffled voice, "Sleep!"

"Chi Wan Gu..."

Beixing lifted the quilt, stared at Fusang dangerously, and said threateningly: "Sleep!"

Fusang finally shut up.

The room was silent, and silence spread.

 So I haven't updated today...

  I always thought I set a timed...

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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