When the starting point man crosses into a little eunuch

"Hey! Sister-in-law! Take your feet away, you've crossed the boundary." Zhu Houzhao lay sideways on Zhang Mo's left chest, pulled Liu Ning's foot with his foot, and said very dissatisfied.

"I'm talking about sister-in-law, you said my feet crossed the boundary, so don't you think your hands have crossed the boundary?" Liu Ning clapped Zhu Houzhao's hand uncomfortably, and said loudly.

"Sister-in-law, I warn you, don't touch your feet." Zhu Houzhao kicked Liu Ning's leg hard, gritted his teeth and said with a smile.

"Well, you sister-in-law, you dare to make a move!" Liu Ning also said with a counterattack, gnashing his teeth.

The two talked to each other, although they were smiling and there was no problem, but the four legs hidden under the quilt couldn't help kicking each other indiscriminately.

It's just that the two haven't decided the winner yet, and Zhang Mo, who is lying in the middle, has already had a bad luck. He was kicked several times in confusion by someone, and he couldn't help but persuade: "Hey, hey! Who... Kick me again?"

"Get up! Don't kick Mo Mo!" Zhu Houzhao felt sorry for his daughter-in-law, and immediately sat up holding the quilt, lowered his head to look under the quilt, and kicked out hard after seeing the direction, hitting Liu Ning's knee, causing her to cry Almost fell out.

"Damn sister-in-law!" Liu Ning held back tears, sat up like Zhu Houzhao, and kicked back fiercely.

"Hey! Quilt, it's very cold!" Zhang Mo hugged his chest with his hands, curled up instinctively, and looked helplessly at the two blushing faces with only their heads outside the quilt, with a few drops hanging from their foreheads. Khan's little bun let out a long and heavy sigh.

Did you make a mistake?They were sweating!It's so cold in winter!Zhang Mo shrunk his body even tighter, and searched the bed with his eyes, but he couldn't find the second quilt to keep out the cold. When they got up just now, the two of them had already moved all the quilts out in order to be more intimate. Only the bed was left on the two of them.

"Mo Mo, I will win soon, just wait for my good news!" After all, Zhu Houzhao still did not forget to comfort Zhang Mo in spite of his busy schedule, but he was immediately beaten by Liu Ning because of his distraction. With a kick in the chest, Liu Ning took the opportunity to move back a good lead.

"Let's fight, let me beat you two to death!" Zhang Mo jumped up from the bed, rushed to the table, hugged his clothes, turned his head and said to the two men with a vicious face: "Hit slowly, I'll go find Rhubarb."

Zhang Mo said, casually put on a few thick clothes to keep out the cold, opened the door and walked out without looking back.

"Brother is gone! It's you, you ran away in anger!" Liu Ning grinned, and burst into tears. While crying, he didn't forget to pick up a pillow and hit Zhu Houzhao, saying, "The beauty is a disaster, the trouble is a beauty, If you are a dead woman, you will know how angry you are."

"Nonsense! It's all you!" Zhu Houzhao pursed his lips, blocked Liu Ning's "pillow attack" with one hand, grabbed another pillow with the other hand, and started to fight back.

The two were arguing while fighting, I don't know how much they were arguing, suddenly there was a sound of hurried footsteps outside the door, and then the door was pushed open from the outside, a figure broke in, almost running at a flying speed Back on the bed, while the two were still distracted, they grabbed the quilt and wrapped it around their bodies, curled up into a ball and pressed heavily on the edge of the quilt, wrapping themselves like a bun.

"Momo, why are you back?" Zhu Houzhao looked at Zhang Mo lying on the bed with a surprised face, panting heavily.

"Brother, what's wrong with your head?" After all, it was the girl who was careful, and she saw a bruise on Zhang Mo's forehead at a glance.

"This..." Zhang Mo reached out his hand to touch his forehead, sniffled his nose aggrievedly, and said through gritted teeth, "I didn't pay attention for a while, and I was accidentally pounced on by the dog at Dahuang's door."

"The dog at Xiaohuang's door? Are there any dogs here?" Liu Ning asked Zhu Houzhao with his elbow, staring at him with beautiful eyes.

"There is no dog here!" Zhu Houzhao looked at Zhang Mo with a smirk, and quickly kissed his wound, before saying, "But there is Qian Ning at the gate of Dahuang."

"Go to sleep at the door too!" Liu Ning rolled his eyes at Zhu Houzhao, took out a silk scarf from his sleeve, and gently wiped Zhang Mo's forehead, focusing on the place Zhu Houzhao had kissed just now.

"I'll go to the door and let you take advantage of Momo inside? I don't want it!" Zhu Houzhao shook his head quickly. My surname is Zhu, but I'm not stupid.

"Why are you like this? Qian Ning is inferior!" Liu Ning stared, poked Zhu Houzhao's chest hard with his fingers, and said with disdain.

"What's wrong with me? I..." Zhu Houzhao raised his chest and retorted loudly.

"All right, all right! Both of you..." Zhang Mo jumped up, embraced the two of them with both hands, and then kissed their pink faces one by one. He fell back, dragged the two of them to the bed quickly, pulled the quilt to cover the three of them, and then said: "Quiet, sleep, whoever makes noise will be kicked out."

As soon as they heard "Whoever makes a noise, drive them out", the two immediately covered their mouths with their hands, and lay quietly on Zhang Mo's chest, but stared at each other like black eyes.

"Be good! Don't quarrel, don't make trouble!" Zhang Mo reached out and hugged the two in his arms tighter.

solar!My hands are getting sore!Or are you two...is it time to lose weight?I can hardly breathe!

The hardest thing to bear is the grace of a beauty. It really makes sense. How did the ancient emperors and the gods of the starting point solve this problem?

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Every night I have nightmares such as "ghost pressing on the bed" and "ghost haunting". When I wake up, I find that Zhang Mo, who is not only his chest but also his limbs, is tightly entangled by two little buns, he is in such pain and happiness. , Several months have passed in the fragrant and painful days.

In a blink of an eye, the first year of Zhengde passed, and the new year of the second year of Zhengde came again.

"It's Chinese New Year, so happy!" Zhu Houzhao, who was bouncing around, held two fairy sticks in his hand, sat on the steps and looked at the stars in the sky, stretched out his arms and shouted loudly towards the sky.

No wonder he was so happy. When he was in the palace in the past, every year when the new year came, the palace would start to be busy with the preparations for the new year, and all kinds of big sacrifices and small sacrifices that required the emperor himself to attend would follow. The emperor himself Just like a spinning top, he has to spin wherever the ancestor's rules dictate, and he can spin it continuously for 24 hours without breathing.

Especially in the first day of the first lunar month, the court meeting had to be busy from the night before, and then the emperor who hadn't slept all night had to go to see the ministers with panda eyes, and then the two sides started a "you are tired and I don't feel good" "Fall in love and kill each other.

Seeing a group of old men, how can they be as happy as celebrating the New Year with Momo in Xuanfu?Especially after Liu Ning fell asleep last night, he and Momo... hi hi... you understand.

Zhu Houzhao covered his flushed cheeks, his little head kept shaking, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, but Mo Mo said that there is a gift for me, and I don't know what it is.

The author has something to say: Momo's gift is related to the conquest of Mongolia. .

As a reminder, the famous enclosure movement in the early days of British capitalism...

Don't say that the emperor is suffering during the Chinese New Year. It is still popular in our place to get up and eat early in the morning and eight in the morning, and the elder brother is exhausted. .

So if I don't go to my grandparents' house for the holidays, I try not to go...

At least at home, at my strong request, our family's New Year's Eve dinner was changed to dinner. . .

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