After My Death, The Villain Blackened Again

Chapter 669: My uncle's head is green

After a pause, Yange said, "I used to think the same way as you, but when I met someone who was thinking about it, I was all about him, and I just wanted to make him happy, but I didn't see him frown."

After that, he sighed again: "If you want to be a good emperor, you are destined not to take care of him, and you will feel uncomfortable when you think about it."

Nalan Mo bowed her head, her eyes were complicated, and the emperor's admiration must be her.

The emperor was so bored that she must not have liked the emperor yet.

Holding the pieces in his hand tightly, he suddenly felt that it was time to speed up the emperor's postponement.

Nalan Mo has always been a character that says to do it right away. The ministers went on the second day, listed various principles, and urged the emperor to decide what to do afterwards.

Yan Ge did not expect Nalan Mo to come in such a hand. She had wanted to stimulate this guy, but it turned out to be awkward. Her heart was very depressed, although she was swayed by the floods in the south, and she reprimanded the ministers. There is anger in the air.

So that afternoon, she simply went to the post-cooker of the Prime Minister's House and planned to have enough for this meal.

really.

The meal has not been served on her table.

Here comes Nalanmo.

He stood at the door, facing the light, and Yan Ge could not see his expression on his face. He only put his hands on the table with his hands folded, his voice pondered, and said weakly, "Although I thought about it before, I'll definitely get around your place, but I haven't eaten yet, can you give me some time, I'll leave after eating. "

Nalanmo didn't speak. He slowly walked into the room, the light gradually dimmed, but the features on his face became clearer.

The man, as expressionless as the enemy, looked at her like a tiger.

Yan Ge could not help but reached out and touched his face, wondering, "Master, why do you look at me like this?"

The dining room near the kitchen was ordered to help her to prepare for her after she left that day.

He asked the steward every day if she had arrived, and even while walking around Fuzhong every day, he would make a circle in this dining room.

The table and chairs in this room, including the couch in front of the window and the window screen embroidered with red plums, were all selected by him.

Will she come?

He often asks himself this way.

She knew he was killing her, and she would definitely not want to come to the Prime Minister's House again.

Days passed, and he had no hope of it.

However, I am used to it and come here every day.

As soon as he walked outside the courtyard today, the housekeeper hurried to inform him that she was here.

She is coming.

She's really coming!

Why is she so bold that she is not afraid of him killing her?

He didn't know whether it was joy or anger.

He stared at her, and when she said that he was there, he turned around, and finally he could not hold on to that bitterness.

A few steps came to her, he picked her up on the table, and he bowed his head and kissed her lips.

Yange kicked him up and said, "Sir, you said you would stop doing this kind of thing with me."

He sealed her mouth, swallowed her words into her belly, and ripped off her clothes, and he was at this table and integrated with her.

Yan Ge didn't expect the sick man to play and please, it was no worse than her.

On such a small table, he played her in various poses.

However, he was probably quite content with his own paintings. His favorite thing was that she leaned her back to him. His hands would rest on her back, and her cool abdomen would run on her back. She even put her body on her back, biting her earballs and shouting, "Yueyue, Yueyue ..."

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