The Little Crying Bag of the Prime Minister’s House

But what can he do?

Face this little ancestor.

They can only persuade each other.

"Niannian, can I carry you back on my back?"

Qin Jixun patted Ye Nianning's back softly, following her breath for her.

Ye Nianning stopped crying immediately.

Big teary eyes followed the direction of Qin Jixun's voice.

Being drunk and crying made her even harder to see.

But I heard Qin Jixun's voice.

Ye Nianning felt relieved.

Nodded sensibly: "Okay, Brother Qin carries me!"

Ye Nianning was still crying a while ago.

Suddenly smiled.

Opened his arms and moved towards Qin Jixun.

Close to Qin Jixun's sleeve.

Ye Nianning suddenly saw something, glittering with bright water stains.

Ye Nianning glanced disgustingly: "Dirty."

Then he walked around to the other side of Qin Jixun before he was willing to let him carry it.

"..."

Qin Jixun wanted to tell her.

First, it was her nose and tears.

Second, she went to the other side and got on his back, but she would still touch those.

But when I think about it, what can he say to a little drunk?

Ever since.

Qin Jixun shook his head, helplessly back Ye Nianning and stood up.

Bai Zhan suddenly stood in front of Qin Jixun.

"Master Qin, let me come, after all, there are differences between men and women, you are like this..."

Qin Jixun gave her a faint glance: "Can you carry it?"

Bai Zhan was silent.

Ye Nianning likes sweets the most. Although she looks beautiful in clothes, she actually has a lot of fat and soft meat on her body.

Probably not moving.

Ye Nianning was lying peacefully behind Qin Jixun.

After being blocked by Baizhan, Qin Jixun could not move.

Ye Nianning was the first to be impatient.

She twisted and twisted behind Qin Jixun, even pinching Qin Jixun's thin waist with her calves.

"Hurry, run! Drive! Drive! Horse run!"

Upon seeing this, Bai Zhan quickly moved away.

More helplessly, he followed behind Qin Jixun.

dance to tune.

With a lot of thoughts in my heart, I can't think of another reason to separate Qin Gongzi from his own lady.

Qin Jixun's waist was entangled by Ye Nianning.

A strange feeling came to my heart.

Inexplicably a little distraught.

He tilted his head and said in a deep voice.

"Don't move around."

Because it was a little uncomfortable, Qin Jixun's tone was accompanied by a solemn warning.

Ye Nianning immediately flattened her mouth, and lay on Qin Jixun's back and started sobbing.

"Oh, the horse is so fierce! The horse is so fierce!"

That being said.

Ye Nianning's calf was still not loose.

On the contrary, the clamps were tightened more tightly, as if this way her horse could walk faster.

"..."

Qin Jixun dared not speak any more.

But he didn't dare to feel the warm and exquisiteness wrapped around his waist.

He could only keep his head buried, walked quickly to the side of the carriage, and threw Ye Nianning onto the soft cushion of the carriage.

Sitting in the Cui Yao clean oil truck.

Ye Nianning couldn't settle for half of the incense's time.

Started to squeeze again.

His small face was red, and his eyes flowed.

His eyes were full of moisture, his soft body twisted, and he looked at Qin Jixun timidly.

Seeing Qin Jixun's eyes darkened.

Turning his head and clearing his throat, he asked in a clear voice, "What's the matter?"

"Brother Qin, I'm thirsty~"

After drunk, Ye Nianning's voice was more delicate, and the tail trembled, so that Qin Jixun's heart trembled.

Qin Jixun opened the curtain and took a breath of fresh air outside.

He calmed down for a moment and said.

"You can bear it, and you will return to the Ye Family Courtyard."

"Brother Qin, I want to have tea! You won't give me tea! How can I ride a horse!"

Ye Nianning was already restless sitting opposite Qin Jixun.

She posted directly in front of Qin Jixun.

The limp body almost lay on his chest.

The scorching breath was drunk, and it sprayed to the tip of Qin Jixun's ears, staining the white jade flawlessly.

Her eyes were filled with infinite water, wet.

Looking at Qin Jixun faintly.

Qin Jixun looked away, his voice was rather astringent.

"Now that there is no tea to drink, please bear with me."

Tell yourself too, bear with me.

Unexpectedly, Ye Nianning raised her little hand.

The fingertips, like sprouts, touched his thin lips.

Reached in.

A warm dampness.

Warm and soft.

Every moment is so easy to touch the heartstrings.

Ye Nianning pouted, with an expression like finding a treasure.

"You lie to me! Don't you have tea here? I want to drink it!"

Qin Jixun's eyes flickered slightly.

The throat moved slightly.

Gently hold Ye Nianning's white and tender fingers.

Take the opportunity to chew a few times.

Qin Jixun looked at Ye Nianning deeply.

There was still an ignorant mist in the eyes of this little drunk, and the smoke was moist and moved, very unconscious.

"Do you really want me to feed you tea?"

Qin Jixun's voice was muted and he was extremely suppressed.

"really!"

Ye Nianning raised his neck, looking forward to it.

She is so thirsty and thirsty!

Xiaoshan wanted to plug his ears outside.

But still heard the movement inside.

His face was a little red.

Because I was too excited.

The only thing I’m not happy about is that I’m afraid I’ll get up tomorrow morning and have to wash my pants for the young master. QAQ

The author has something to say: Qin Jixun: It seems that I will drink more Niannian in the future.

Ye Nianning: Meow meow? ? ?