The male god is about to wear and tear down

When the son-in-law went upstairs gracefully, Zhou Heting took the lead: "What are you doing here?"

Obviously, he also saw that this person was his own princess.

Zhou Heting looked each other up and down, and said, "Still dressed like this."

Although the words were vaguely derogatory, the tone was inexplicably pleasant.

"If the prince can come to appreciate the beauty, why can't I come?"

As he spoke, Lu Jiayi raised his hand to embrace a little beauty who was pouring wine, and raised his chin proudly.

The little beauty was shot innocently, her hands trembled, and she almost spilled the wine.Staying in Wangfei's arms, she didn't dare to struggle easily, so she had to ask the prince for help with her eyes.

Seeing the two getting close, Zhou Heting's expression changed for some reason, but before he had time to worry about this, he frowned and asked, "What's the matter with your voice?"

After agreeing to Qianqian not to reveal it, Lu Jiayi made an excuse, "I was seriously ill a while ago and burned my throat. Your lord, you don't know anything about it, do you?"

Unexpectedly, the lord was not embarrassed at all, he simply got up, took the beauties into a wing room.

Lu Jiayi and the beauty in his arms stared wide-eyed, wondering what the lord meant by this, only to hear the other party's lazy voice: "Don't you want to admire the beauty? Bring everyone in!"

The hand on Meirenxiang's shoulder trembled——

This, what does this mean!

Lu Jiayi is still a little virgin, where has he ever played such an exciting game!

But being driven to this position by the ducks, he bit the bullet and decided to do it if he didn't.

He took people tremblingly into the house.

Inside the house, the fragrance is lingering.

A pleasant incense is lit in the hall, and as soon as you enter, you can smell this refreshing atmosphere.

Zhou Heting was already sitting on the couch with a few Yingyingyanyans, leaving a seat opposite the small case. When someone came in, he raised his chin and signaled him to take a seat.

So, the two sides held a few warm and fragrant nephrites in their arms, and faced a stalemate.

Zhou Heting saw that the other party was a little uncomfortable, chuckled lightly, and said, "I didn't expect the princess to be interested in dressing up as a man."

Lu Jiayi sneered in response.

But more than that.

He is a man disguised as a woman disguised as a man!

"So? How does the princess plan to appreciate beauties?"

Zhou Heting curled his fingers at the end of the woman's hair, his tone was flirtatious.

Lu Jiayi did not show any weakness, and imitated her evil smile, took a glass of wine from the small case, wrapped her hand around the neck of the beautiful woman in her arms, and brought it to her mouth, intending to feed her.

The beauty raised her eyes and glanced at the prince, seeing that the prince's expression was not worried, she carefully took a sip with her lips in her mouth.

Lu Jiayi drank the rest of the wine in one gulp, unexpectedly the alcohol was not low, and it was so spicy that her throat hurt.

Slapping the wine glass back on the table, he said in a hoarse voice: "The prince rewards the prince, and I reward mine. Who wants to entangle with you!"

Zhou Heting saw that his reaction to drinking was jerky, but he still acted deliberately aggressive, and he felt even more amusing in his heart, with a teasing smile on the corner of his mouth, he never restrained himself.

On the other side, Lu Jiayi saw the way the other party flirted with her sister with ease, and immediately felt a rebellious comparison.

So in reality, a couple of young people who were lovers sat face to face in the ancient copy, full of beauties, and competed against each other as if they were targeting each other.

He curls her hair, and he smells her hair.

When he drank the beauty wine, he poured the beauty wine back.

When he spoke close to the beautiful woman's ear, he recited poems to the beautiful woman in opposition.

"The expression is thick, the meaning is far and gentle, and the texture is delicate and the flesh is even..."

Being bombarded by the concubine's sweet words one after another, and even though the concubine is also a woman, she is very disciplined in her hands, and has never lightened her sensitive position at will, so the beauty in her arms is still ashamed and coquettish.

On Lu Jiayi's side, although he knew that he was wearing men's clothing and no one in the museum regarded him as a man, his good family education since he was a child made him unable to behave disrespectfully towards women.

No matter what occupation this woman is.

Therefore, although the two were close together, Lu Jiayi's palms never touched the beauty's body in a large area, and the occasional touches in demonstrations were only exerted with fingertips. Only he and the beauty knew this well.

He also noticed that it was obviously the woman in the hook, but the person in his arms reacted greenly, and the violent heartbeat sounded through the chest, all revealing hints of her heartbeat.

It was as if she had been so intimate with someone for the first time in her life.

Maybe it was because of his own rules, when Lu Jiayi accidentally saw the opposite side, he also noticed this detail on the other side.

Although Zhou Heting is sitting in a bold and unrestrained posture and is disheveled, there are also many beautiful beauties sitting around him, who are close to him...

But his hands are also very regular.

It was as if he allowed these beauties to do anything to him, but he himself had no intention of taking the initiative.

[Congratulations on getting your first clue card: Hands of discipline]

Lu Jiayi secretly rejoiced.

Sure enough, things are not what they seem!

He finally discovered doubts, found clues, and put the exploration of the dungeon on the right track!

He will know right away, Zhou Heting's secret in this dungeon...

Maybe it was because he drank too quickly, or maybe it was a problem with his drinking capacity. Lu Jiayi gradually got on top of it after drinking a few glasses of wine.

Zhou Heting has been watching his concubine's "performance" with great interest.

He saw that the princess was getting drunk now, her cheeks were flushed, and she was unconsciously pursing her mouth to keep her spirits up, and the smile on the corner of her mouth gradually took on a playful meaning.

He let go of his hand, and the beauties in his arms retreated quickly with insight.

Zhou Heting took a glass of wine, and continued to watch the two beauties on the opposite side put on a lively show.

Lu Jiayi was already so drunk that he was unconscious. What he saw was staggering, and he let out a low moan from his throat, as if his bones had softened, and he fell on the beauty's shoulder.

But he was still thinking about the so-called victory and defeat, so he insisted on pulling the beauty to stick him.

In the eyes of Lu Jiayi, a drunk, the beauty is always a few feet away from him for some reason.

From such a distance, can he still be green to this scumbag prince?

Of course not!

So he raised his hand, drunkenly, to rub the beauty's neck, which was close at hand, to draw her closer.

The beauty was so teased that she held her breath.

The princess who was sober before has a stubborn and neutral handsomeness, which is fascinating.But now the concubine is drunk, her every move is like a goblin touching people's heartstrings, making her ears feel hot, and her body can't help trembling slightly.

The princess' hot breath was sprayed behind her ears.

She flinched and wanted to deviate, but when she turned her head, her lips were only a little away from the princess's.

The princess's lips were full and moist, and because of the drunkenness, they were seductively red.

As long as she gets a little closer, she can...

bang bang——

A crisp sound shattered the beauty's imagination.

She was so frightened that she got up immediately, and the princess who was leaning on her fell limply on the couch.

She lowered her head and looked up, and saw the prince's face was gloomy, and on the ground, there was a broken wine glass that he seemed to "unintentionally" touch.

"I'm sorry, my lord!" She hurriedly apologized.

Zhou Heting stood up with his hands behind his back, pressed a few broken pieces of silver on the small case, and waved his hands back.

The beauties in the house were rewarded, and immediately took the money bag and left the house.

Only the beauty who was too close to the princess had lingering fears. Standing beside the depressed prince, she whispered: "I wonder if women understand women better. The little girl was seduced by the princess and almost exceeded the norm..."

"I see." Zhou Heting's tone did not mean to blame.

"Then, my lord, my daughter will leave first."

"Go."

Ordinary high-ranking benefactors and brothel women usually do not have such a relationship.

The brothel girl made a mistake, and she still had the opportunity to explain it to the dignitaries.

But this nobleman didn't even pursue the matter, and talked with others calmly.

It's just that Lu Jiayi was already drunk and didn't notice this detail.

But the prince fell into deep thought because of the beauty's words.

He didn't believe that a woman who usually liked men would be turned red by another woman.

Zhou Heting stood in front of the couch where the princess lay with his hands behind his back, his eyes seemed to be searching, from top to bottom, carefully scanning every detail of the other's body.

The more he looked at it, the more wrong it became.

Zhou Heting simply started to probe the opponent's throat.

His face changed.

Go to the other side's chest again.

His complexion is even worse.

With a hard heart, Zhou Heting touched down...

He gasped, and quickly withdrew his hand like an electric shock.

After confirming the other party's gender, King Xuan, who had never cared about this bright princess, became anxious for the first time.

He wandered around the house along the small case until the old bustard knocked on the door and entered the house before he came back to his senses.

So as soon as the bustard entered the room, she saw the drunken concubine, and...

The concubine wandered back and forth, and without realizing it, it was a certain prince whose cheeks were slightly flushed.

Seeing someone coming in, Zhou Heting raised his fist awkwardly to cover his lips, and cleared his throat.

And the old bustard is also a fine person, the prince has a strange expression, she sees it and doesn't tell the truth, but just asks the prince if he wants to stay here tonight.

Zhou Heting was going to agree habitually, but thinking of the limp person at his hand, he changed his words: "Then, let's take the sedan chair and go home."

In the evening, Qianqian, who hadn't waited for the princess to come back, stood at the gate of Prince Xuan's mansion, looking forward to seeing that familiar figure among the crowd.

But she didn't wait for the princess, but she waited for King Xuan's sedan chair!

I don't know what kind of nerves this prince has lost today, and he raided back to the house again!

Qianqian, who had no time to hide, happened to meet the bearer's eyes, so she had no choice but to stand still and brainstorm for a while how she should answer if the prince asked the whereabouts of the princess.

Then, she just watched——

The prince came out from under the curtain of the sedan chair with the princess in his arms!

Moreover, the concubine's arms were wrapped around the prince's shoulders, and her face was pressed against the other's neck, sleeping peacefully!

Qianqian didn't know what she missed this afternoon, and the two of them made such rapid progress.

But before she could get distracted, she hurriedly followed behind the prince, accompanied her into the bedroom, and settled down the drunken concubine together.

The prince didn't know why, but the movements of his hands were very gentle, but his expression was very gloomy.

After the princess was settled, the prince closed the door, retreated out, and gave Qianqian a stern look.

Qianqian was almost scared to cry by this look, and vaguely felt that her head was in danger.

The prince opened his lips: "You know the princess is a man."

This is not a question.

It's an interrogation.

Qianqian's knees softened when she heard this, and she almost knelt on the ground.

Seeing the servant girl's reaction like this, Zhou Heting knew it in his heart.

But he didn't pursue it, but said: "Don't make this matter public."

Qianqian didn't dare to raise her head, "Understood."

"Also, prepare a room for me. I will sleep in the mansion tonight."

"Yes!"

Qianqian took the task, turned around and ran away.

Qianqian, who unexpectedly saved her life by accident, was rejoicing while tidying up the guest room, but when she was laying out the bedding, she realized something——

Although we didn't spend the night in the same room...

But this is indeed the first time after the prince and the concubine got married, the prince proposed to stay in the mansion to rest!

The author says:

Princess: You love me, and I love you too.

Prince: I am happy to see you greening me.

Beauty: These two are really good at playing.

The verses in this story are excerpted from Du Fu's "Walking with Beauty".

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