The husband-training plan to play hard to get? Unexpectedly, Senior Sister Shaye could have come up with such a bad idea. Yang Zhao couldn't help but feel angry and amused when he heard it. Without saying a word, he raised his hand and said, "It's just a mess. You don't know how uncomfortable I was just now. If you kill your husband to get sick, see how you will live for the rest of your life." After one palm, he couldn't bear to let go, so he gently kneaded it through his clothes. Both of them came out of the bathtub, their bodies were wet. Mingyue's shirt was thin, and they were tightly pressed against her skin. She was so troubled by Yang Zhao's hand that she couldn't help twisting her body unbearably and said, "Don't... let everyone get up."

"What are you doing when you get up?" The little prince felt that his body was soaring. The unicorn Dragon King raised his head again and was eager to try. The empty hand couldn't help but stumble into the jade man's clothes in his arms, carefully holding a snow peak that was not very large but full and perky, and kept rubbing and pinching. His thumb and index finger gently clamped the swelling and splitting bright red, and smiled and said, "It's not that easy to grab it, it's not that easy to let go." A burst of numb and soft breath penetrated from his chest, and penetrated into the deepest part of Mingyue's body. The few strands that were originally not too many were like rolling soup and pouring snow, melting dry in the blink of an eye.

Jingjing. The breath exhaled from the cherry lips and the yolk nose was even more rapid and hot. Straws of orchid-like orchid-like fragrance spread in the air, making people intoxicated. Her body was not particularly sensitive and was not particularly enthusiastic about this kind of thing. However, at this moment, her love was like a tide, and it also caused the jade body to react. Amid the vague moans, she suddenly felt as if she was electrocuted, and her whole body was struggling and jumping like a koi with water. Her slender and graceful pink neck was about to be raised and shouted to the heart. Unexpectedly, Yang Zhao's lips pressed up again, blocking the sound that represents happiness in the depths of her throat, but she could not block the fragrant jade/liquid that was spit out from the source.

When this time lasted only a few seconds, but the extremely fierce struggle finally ended, Mingyue seemed to have exhausted all her strength. Apart from lying softly on Yang Zhao's chest and breathing slightly, she couldn't even lift half of her little finger. The so-called "The waiter was helping her to be weak, and she was just a new kindness" was just that. Yang Zhao saw it and couldn't help but feel pity for a long time. He moved his hands away and hugged Mingyue's slender waist again, patting her back with comfort. After a while, he heard the jade man's breathing finally returned to calm. Then he gently bit her ear bead and called in a low voice: "Have you recovered?"

Mingyue's long eyelashes were trembling, her eyes were blurred, and her expression was very high. When she heard her lover's inquiries, she couldn't help but feel ashamed. How could she say anything? She just hummed "Yeah~" from Yao's nose, Quan Chong replied. After pausing for a while, she murmured: "Azhao, I'm sorry. You haven't... yet."

"Then help me now." Yang Zhao smiled and grabbed Mingyue's white tenderness and put it in his place. As soon as he came into contact with the hot fire, Mingyue couldn't help but cry out in a low voice, feeling embarrassed, and hurriedly let go of his hand. But in a second thought, he saw the disappointment deep in his eyes, and finally he didn't want to go against his wishes. He overturned his hand with his five fingers like spring onion, tugged in and out, and kept stroking. His technique was not awkward. Yang Zhao enjoyed such a happy beauty, although he was refreshing, but he was a little surprised. He gasped and said with a slight breath, "Okay, that's it... so... so Mingyue, where did you... learn it from?"

Mingyue's skin has turned into a pink like peach blossoms, and her whole body is almost as hot as the hot water in the bath. She whispered: "It's also... Master Shaye taught me. She said... this is the authentic secret skill of Jile. After learning it, I will take care of you... You... I have spent a lot of effort to practice it."

It was another good thing Sha Ye did. Yang Zhao was really ridiculous. Suddenly he remembered something important, and hurriedly asked, "How did you say practice...but how did you practice? Could it be...can't it be...can't it be?"

Mingyue was both ashamed and annoyed. She immediately added two points of force to pinch her hands and said angrily: "Where have you thought about it? People... they all use Lingnan to pay tribute, and they practice a fruit called banana." Her jade palm was soft and said she was using force, but she couldn't hurt Yang Zhao or something after pinching it. But the little prince knew that he had made a mistake. He pretended to be painful and shouted: "What a bright moon, it's not that I guessed randomly for my husband. Oh, it hurts so much, it can't do it."

Mingyue didn't know that this guy was just pretending to be garlic. He really thought he had hurt him, so he hurriedly let go and apologized: "Oh, does it hurt? Sorry. This skill is really difficult. When he was practicing, he cut off dozens of kilograms of bananas in succession."

Yang Zhao said aggrievedly: "It's not that it hurts, it's here." He pressed Mingyue's other hand on his chest and said softly: "You are the bright moon in the sky, bright and flawless. But for me, an ordinary person, I actually learned such tricks and scheming... I feel very heartbroken."

Mingyue shook her head and said, "Although Mingyue is bright, it is hanging alone in the sky, which is too lonely and deserted. Ah Zhao, with you, Mingyue is willing to not be Mingyue, and just be an ordinary little woman, you will be very happy." After speaking, she couldn't help but sigh with regret and said, "It's just... Although you are the owner of Mingyue, Mingyue cannot be your only one... Ah Zhao, promised Mingyue. No matter how many women you have around you in the future, don't forget Mingyue, okay?"

Yang Zhaoqi said, "You little brain is really weird. How come you talk about this very well? Oh, is it because of those beauties sent by some messy guys? Don't worry, I won't want any one. Brother Li Jing, you should have seen it? He doesn't have a wife yet, so he will just give it to him if he turns around."

Mingyue shook her head and thought to herself, "Although you can not want these beauties, as the prince, you will still marry a good girl from a innocent family as a wife in the future. People like me..." Thinking of this, I couldn't help but pity my life experience, and shed tears. Yang Zhao felt a little hot liquid dripping on his chest, and his thoughts slightly turned, and he had guessed what she was thinking. He comforted softly: "What Mingyue, don't cry. At least, now I still have only you, and you only me. Who can tell the truth about the future?" After saying that, he lowered his head lovingly and kissed her eyelashes gently, kissing the tears away. He held her jade hand tightly and shared the heat in his palm with her.

Mingyue's heart was trembling, and she felt even happier than the time that time just now. She raised her pretty face, looked up at her beloved man with her eyes, and suddenly hugged him tightly without any effort, and whispered: "Azhao, Azhao, Mingyue will never be able to live without you."

Yang Zhao kissed her cheek and promised, "Then, I will never leave you." Then he held the jade man and sat up, turned over, put her down, and then gently fiddled with the scattered black hair. Under the waves, the mist was shrouded in the mist, but he saw the beauty as jade, with a gorgeous body, a cloud of cheeks, and a half-closed starry eyes, just like a fairy who fell into the mortal world from Guanghan Palace. At that moment, love/desire was great, and he lifted her skirt, raised his straight and slender legs, and said softly: "I'm coming in." The male waist was thrust, and he immediately entered. The bright moon shouted "Ah~" long and lazy, but his legs came back and wrapped around Yang Zhao, as if he wanted to use this action to keep the man in his body forever.

The water splashed everywhere and the sound continued. The rapid breathing and groaning of people instantly filled the whole warm bathroom with the local area. The endless spring makes people forget when in the sky and where in the world.

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In the dark darkness, two cold stars appeared leisurely. However, the light looked very radiant. Not only did it look like a little sharp as you would dress up in front of others on weekdays, but it also reduced the fatigue of being alone in private. The beautiful white girl, as clear as snow, sat for a while, and suddenly appeared on her cheeks that were almost transparent. She bit her teeth lightly, spat back, and cursed: "It's actually in broad daylight... Bah! A shameless pair of dogs."

Although the scolding was extremely light, it immediately alarmed Xianbei Liya, who was dozing in the corner of the room. The black tiger raised his ears alertly, then opened his eyes, stretched out his limbs from the carpet, and trotted to the owner, and arched her calves in habit. The girl in white turned her arms and hugged it, and said angrily: "Do you know that Xiao Hei, that little thief named Yang Zhao, is really hateful. Just now... in fact, they just wanted to scare him, but they didn't think they would really kill him now. But he... that little thief actually... let others see him. Woo~, it's so ugly and dirty. Man... men's things turned out to be so ugly. You must have never seen Xiao Hei?"

Xianbei Liya is a tigress, so of course I have never seen it before. However, it seems that it has its own opinion on the seven-character comment of the owner "What an ugly and dirty thing". At that moment, it roared again, and stretched out its tongue to lick the owner's hand. The girl in white relaxed her body, leaned against the soft fur of Xianbei Liya, and murmured: "Originally, I wouldn't lose. But because I saw his dirty thing, so...oh, I won't say it's so thin, you don't understand anyway. In short, I left later.

But, that little thief... no, it's a big pervert! He couldn't find someone, and he actually treated another woman as someone else's fight. In the end, he realized that he had made a mistake. Then they... no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, but the master... he... he... he... even said... he didn't believe it!"

The girl in white blushed while saying it. When she remembered what an old and unscrupulous master said in her family, she couldn't help but pout and feel stuffy. Her figure looked quite mature, but her expression between her eyebrows was still a little girl who had not grown up at the age of thirteen or fourteen. Xianbei Liya felt that the fur on her neck was so painful that she was caught by this master. She couldn't help but roaring in a low voice, but she didn't struggle.

"Holy Master, Holy Master?" The sweet call suddenly came into the room from outside the door, and his tone was very anxious. The girl in white paused and heard the sound. In the blink of an eye, she seemed to have changed her body inside and out, and her temperament that seemed childish and ignorant of the world disappeared completely. The one who replaced it was a heart-wrenching heroic nature. It was only because of the nature of the girl in white that only appeared when she was alone with the Xianbei Liya. Once the three appeared, she put on a disguise and became the amazing and ambitious leader of the Tang Sect: Tang Shisan.

Tang Shisan let go of Xianbei's inner teeth, stood up to tidy up his clothes, and said in a deep voice: "Is it Qianhong? What's the matter?"

The person outside the sect was the Golden Level Killing Envoy of the Tang Sect. Tang Qianhong, one of the left and right arm next to Tang Shisan, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when she heard Tang Shisan agree. Then she said respectfully: "Your Holy Sect Master is Master Yang. He..." After hesitating for a while, he finally smiled bitterly: "Here you, Master Sheng. Wan Zi blocked him several times, and he seemed to be unable to stop it anymore."

Tang Shisan snorted coldly: "That unscrupulous playboy doesn't do anything, but just keeps in mind all day long." After a pause, he finally sighed: "Okay, we are always under the roof of others, so let this playboy be arrogant for a while. Qianhong, you and Wan Zi take him to the place where I meet, and I will come soon."

Tang Qianhong responded, "Yes." He got up and walked away quickly. Tang Shisan was silent for a while, and finally sighed quietly. Then he got up and walked out, pushed open the door of the room, and walked out without looking back.

Outside the door, it is actually not an ordinary family. On the contrary, there are thousands of doors and houses here, with towers everywhere and magnificent buildings. Their rich and luxurious aspects are only half a piece of cake compared to the Tai Chi Palace. However, there are also flowers blooming in the garden, green lakes and dark green, and countless strange rocks and rockery. During the period, the shade of the curved bridges and trees are elegant and elegant, without a trace of vulgar and magnificent smell.

There are only a handful of people who are qualified to live in such a Chinese house in Daxing City. Among them, those who are not afraid of being afraid of being afraid of being afraid of being a king are even rarer. Strictly speaking, there is only one person. That is, except for Yang Jian, the next powerful person today: Duke Yue and Yang Su.

___Ou Su calls for red tickets and collection drops to divide the line___
Chapter completed!