When the starting point man crosses into a little eunuch

"Who?" Zhu Houzhao asked nervously.

"Of course it's you!" Zhang Mo said very naturally, without any expression of reluctance or hesitation, but with a puzzled look on his face, he stretched out his hand to touch Zhu Houzhao's forehead. It's as cold as before, but it's not like...

"Are you running a fever? Asking such a strange question? Idiot! If you don't save you, who will you save?" Who told you that you can't swim.

Considering that Zhu Houzhao in history relied on his ability to swim, so he loved to fish in the river when he had nothing to do. As a result, those good swimmers drowned in the water.He has never learned swimming, and as for activities such as boating and fishing that Zhu Houzhao loved in history, he didn't even think about it.

"Mo Mo, you're so kind!" Compared to Zhang Mo's full belly, Zhu Houzhao was like his surname, he seemed much more simple and honest, and immediately blushed and lowered his head like a quail.

"Be polite!" Zhang Mo let out a long breath in his heart, and silently wiped off his cold sweat.

Children these days are so hard to fool, they can even ask such profound questions about love. Fortunately, this question that has stumped countless heroes has been analyzed by the predecessors and can no longer be analyzed. I just need to copy the answer. .

"Take a picture, let's go home! It's getting dark, it's time to go to bed..." Zhang Mo said the word "sleep" heavily, and while talking, he didn't forget to look at the girl in new clothes and dressed up with ambiguous eyes. A new Zhu Houzhao.

"No!" Zhu Houzhao, the pink pig, shook his head firmly, fully showing his lofty temperament of not being "seduced by masculinity".

"Why...why?" Zhang Mo looked at Zhu Houzhao in amazement, first sugar-coated cannonballs, and then prostitution, but this little pig didn't appreciate it, does it have to be in broad daylight... er... all over the sky Under the stars, on the roof of passerby A, he pushed him down on the roof tiles, reversed and pressed under him, and took off a certain pig's pants, exposing his white and tender butt to the moonlight, Then he raised his big hand and savagely... beat him up.

"Momo, what's the matter with you?" Zhu Houzhao, who didn't know he was about to die, looked at Zhang Mo, whose face was changing from joy to anger, and whose hands were trembling slightly, asked with a puzzled expression.

"It's...it's okay..." Looking at Zhu Houzhao with a white and tender face, Zhang Moqiang suppressed his heart and pushed him to the ground. He pulled up his pants to see if his butt was as white and tender as his face. He shook his head, pulled Zhu Houzhao's sleeve, and said in a low voice: "Zhao Zhao, please, go back!"

"It's easy for me to go back!" Zhu Houzhao shook his small face, his face full of joy, it was not easy, it was not easy, after so many years, it was the first time that Mo Mo had the initiative, and if he didn't use it well, he would I'm really sorry for our status to go back so easily.

"Say something quickly!" If you have farts, use them!The villain succeeds!A pure villain succeeds!Let's see how I deal with him tonight!

Zhang Mo had the idea of ​​a time traveler in his heart, old Hong Kong movies such as "The Manchu X Torture" and "XX Group", combined with advanced sex education films from island countries and European and American countries, plus nurse outfits, black stockings, and iron chains , whips and other things, running happily in his mind together.

"Let Liu Ning get away from my bed!" Zhu Houzhao pursed his lips and said proudly, "From now on, it will be just the two of us on my bed..." Zhu Houzhao pointed to Zhang Mo and then to himself, with a different expression on his face. In other words, there is a bitter feeling of "I sacrifice my happiness and only find one person to sleep with, so you can't take it easy and sacrifice it".

Who knows you?It's just the two of us in your bed, but you didn't say that you won't appear on other people's beds. Who knows if you will crawl on other people's beds.

Zhang Mo pursed his lips inwardly, showing a bit of impatience on his face, and persuaded him, "Ning'er is my own sister, and she is also a child, so why be jealous of her? Are you making noise?"

"As for, as for, as for!" Zhu Houzhao stood up abruptly, pouted, stomped his feet with a hurt face, and the tiles under his feet creaked with his movements, looking at Zhang Mo with fear, Fearing that this little ancestor would be injured because of Daming's bean curd project, he hurriedly stood up and grabbed Zhu Houzhao's arm, and said eagerly: "Dear, sweetie, I only love you, can't I just love you? Please, stop stomping, okay?"

"I want to stomp! I want to stomp! I want to stomp!" Zhu Houzhao said, and stomped his feet on the roof fiercely. Everyone within a radius of 100 meters from the center was evacuated, especially the reporters and paparazzi were strictly on guard, so no matter how noisy Zhu Houzhao was, no one would come out to disturb him.

"Zhaozhao! It's shameful to show cuteness maliciously!" Zhang Mo looked at Zhu Houzhao, who was round and round, as cute as a QQ expression, and said sternly.

"It's better to be cute than to sell yourself!" Zhu Houzhao snorted heavily, raised his face high, and turned his nose to the helpless Zhang Mo.

"Watch the road, watch the road, be careful of falling!" Zhang Mo looked at Zhu Houzhao who was walking backwards and stomping on the roof, humming a little song, unable to touch his forehead, and muttered in a low voice: "Really, where are you going?" Okay, why did you run up to the roof? It’s cold and windy! I don’t know where to hide?” Are you stupid?

"Huh! Bad Momo, I want you to take care of it!" Zhu Houzhao put his hands on his waist, leaned his upper body slightly forward, stuck out his tongue at Zhang Mo, shaved his face with his hands, and said with a grimace.

Conscience of heaven and earth, Zhu Houzhao is the cutest and smartest little Zhengtai in the Ming Dynasty for more than a hundred years, how could he not know how to find a place to hide, just think about it, he is a single kid who has no money on him during the Chinese New Year. Where can I hide?

Could it be that he is alone like those beggars on the street, huddling under the eaves of some big family or at the back door to avoid the wind in a very unattractive way?

Not pretty, not pretty, if someone who comes to him finds out that the majestic Emperor Ming is like a beggar, will he still live?

On the contrary, a peerless handsome guy stands on the roof with the posture of a jade tree facing the wind, the breeze blows through his clothes, and the bright moonlight casts a layer of silver light on the handsome guy, just like a banished fairy, how elegant and unrestrained he is .

"Okay! I don't care, I don't care!" Zhang Mo shook his head. He didn't forget how he looked when he saw Zhu Houzhao just now. Shivering yellow pig shit balls.

That hungry, poor and pitiful face with two strings of snot hanging from his face is not as happy as the beggars in the back alley.

"Honey, don't stomp on it, okay? Be careful of falling!" Zhang Mo looked at the tiles under Zhu Houzhao's feet vigilantly. It was too dark to see clearly, but the tiles under his feet seemed to be of unreliable quality. explain.

"If you fall, you will fall! Maybe there happens to be a beautiful woman with a naked body taking a bath below, and if I fall, I will fall into her bathtub." Zhu Houzhao said triumphantly with his hands on his hips, while Zhang Mo standing in front of him His face was livid, and he couldn't tell whether he was happy or angry, only his hands clenched into fists revealed his mood.

"Your Majesty, wake up, you've read too many YY novels..." Zhang Mo said a few words coldly through his teeth. The beauty took a shower.

It's bearable to be born, but not to be familiar with. At a young age, I think about these things all day long. It seems that I can't do without education.

Zhang Mo snorted coldly in his heart while thinking, staring directly at Zhu Houzhao, who was still jumping up and down on the roof, heartless, happy like a little rabbit, with sinister eyes, he took off the cloak and threw it aside , regardless of the cold weather, he rolled his sleeves to reveal his white and strong arms, rubbed his palms against each other vigorously, and walked towards Zhu Houzhao with an unfriendly expression. Take him to see a cold first.

"Idiot! You don't have any imagination at all. No wonder you can't write any novels. You can only be an eunuch..." Zhu Hou looked at the gloomy Zhang Mo, although he didn't know what kind of brutal atrocities he was going to suffer next, he smiled While bouncing around, he stretched out his hand to scrape his face, and said to Zhang Mo, "You child without imagination, you are destined to be an angel with broken wings in your previous life."

"Your sister!" You are an eunuch, and your whole family is an eunuch!Being a eunuch is not just serving your family!

Unbearable, there is no need to bear it anymore, Zhang Mo rushed towards Zhu Houzhao, who was like a defenseless chick, in the posture of a tiger, and then...

With a sound of "crash la la", Zhu Houzhao, who was still very flat just now, jumped up and down on the roof and suddenly disappeared from Zhang Mo's eyes.

"emperor!"

"His Majesty!"

"Eunuch Zhang!"

"What happen to you guys?"

Before Zhang Mo could react from the scene in front of him, a large crowd of unknown crowd suddenly appeared in the quiet yard just now. Although they were shouting wildly, no one dared to go up to the roof, only one Standing in the yard with his head up, he looked at Zhang Mo eagerly, eager to find out what happened from him.

"Shut up! Your Majesty is fine, he just fell!" Zhang Mo spread his hands helplessly, telling him not to jump, he wants to jump, this time it's going to be a big trouble, right?

Zhang Mo curled his lips, looked calmly at the big hole less than a foot away from him, walked over cautiously, and slowly stretched out his head, only to see the mist in the room, and for a moment he couldn't see Zhu Houzhao in front of him. where.

"Zhaozhao..." Zhang Mo called out, and Zhu Houzhao's soft reply sounded in the water mist. Although the voice sounded a little soft, it didn't feel any pain.

Zhang Mo patted his chest, let out a long breath of relief, and decided whether to jump outside first, and then break in through the door, or use waste to jump down with Zhu Houzhao.

Zhang Mo couldn't make up his mind for a while, when a gust of cold wind passed by, he couldn't help shivering with his bare arms, quickly tore off his rolled up sleeves, then looked down again, and saw the water in the room The fog has been slowly blown away by the wind...

"Someone is taking a bath in the room!" Zhang Mo set up a tent with his hands, and broadcast live to the onlookers in a carefree and joyless voice, "Well, she's still a woman... Your Majesty is just a dream this time... Zhang Mo stretched out his thumb and forefinger to the crowd, making a distance of two inches. Said: "That's it."

"Zhang... Eunuch Zhang... the emperor's dream..." Although all the people present knew that the less you know about the royal family, the safer it is, but the so-called curiosity will kill a cat. Although they have been secretly Keep this little friend, and prevent reporters and paparazzi from entering, but because the distance between the two parties is far, I actually didn't see or hear anything that I shouldn't know.

"The emperor's dream is... to fall into the bathtub of a LOU woman who is taking a bath." Zhang Mo sighed, and compared his fingers emphatically to everyone, and said with emotion and helplessness: "It's so far away! Your Majesty Ah! Next time, aim and drop again!"

As soon as Zhang Mo said this, there was a sound of regret from below, everyone was very emotional, and they all confided their hearts impassionedly, and they wished to replace Zhu Houzhao with their own bodies, and fell into the bathtub of a naked woman in the bath for Zhu Houzhao.

well!You people, don't you know that the naked woman in the bath is not necessarily a beauty, but she may also be a little hate?

A cup of Ganges carrion and two women is not enough to describe Zhang Mo's mood at this time.

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