Vol 2 Chapter 4780: Don't want to see, the Emperor of the Emperor?
Chapter 4780 does not want to see, the Emperor of the Emperor?
At this moment, Gu Jingyu was mysteriously hooking his lips, and his fingertips tapped on his lid: "Imperial Master, Madame Emperor, how... even tea does not dare to drink?"
He smiled low, and he was stunned and provocative. "Here, but the site of Madame Emperor, I am afraid that the palace is poisoned?"
"Afraid, it is the Lord of the Palace." The night was cold and snorted, and the cognac condensed the tea in the cup, and the sputum licked the lips. "Maybe the lord can try it, it is your poisonous." , or mine."
"Of course, Madame Emperor, you." Gu Jingyu replied without hesitation. "Mr. Emperor's poison is the first poison in the world. Even the young pigeons can't resist. The palace dares to compare with the emperor."
The night is clear and the sleeves are swept away.
If you are excited, the flames will rise.
The girl is white and palm, shot in the palm of her hand.
Xuan Mang hair.
The teacup floated up directly and splashed down against the face of Gu Jingyu.
Hot hot tea, "哗" a little, drenched on the body of Gu Jingyu.
"I know, still in front of me, play with this little trick?!"
Gu Jingyu has no meaning to avoid.
With the tea, I dipped my luxurious robes.
He coveted, looked at the tea leaves, and turned around on his robes, the look on the face did not change much.
"This cup is worse than pouring into the mouth of the palace, how?" The night clears the white fingers like jade.
Directly put the tea cup in front of Di Mo Xuan in his hand.
She got up, like a flame-like sleeve robe, and it was like a fire.
The exquisite white jade porcelain is against the red of the flames.
The lining of the girl's white fingers reveals a luster like a jade.
She walked straight toward Gu Jingyu.
"Mrs. Emperor, just a joke." Gu Jingyu smiled warmly and immediately got up, avoiding the hands of the night.
The hand, like a white jade, passed over his head.
Make him swear, flashing a strange streamer.
It’s fleeting.
There is no compulsion in the fall of the night.
She placed the teacup on the table in front of Gu Jingyu.
"I am just just making a joke."
After all, she turned and returned to the side of Di Mo Xuan.
She will know.
As soon as I arrived at the restaurant, I saw that Gu Jingyu was waiting here, and there was no good thing.
Still thinking about poisoning in the teacup.
I don't know if my brain is kicked.
At night, I sat down in the chair and raised my eyebrows. "So, the Lord of the House is coming, just want me, detoxification for the pigeon girl?"
"No, no." Gu Jingyu smiled and shook his head. "The young pigeon is poisoned. It is her personal grievance with Mrs. Emperor. If Madame does not want to detoxify her, it is her own life."
His tone is very light and windy.
It seems that the life and death of the pigeons is irrelevant to him.
The night is too lazy to take care of their bends: "I don't talk nonsense, I am very busy."
She stared at the pressure of the Emperor's big vinegar jar and Mo Xuan, and came here with Di Mo Xuan, but it was not listening to him nonsense.
This time, Gu Jingyu did not sell any more: "Mrs. Emperor should have known that the dark palace needs you, right?"
"I don't know." The night cleared the lazy ears.
Gu Jingyu did not hear it, and smiled and continued: "Don't you want to see the emperor's emperor?"
A simple sentence.
It is the smile that makes the night clear the lips, and suddenly condenses beads.
Her enchanting emotions, like the whirlpool of the rushing, rushing into the raging wave.
(End of this chapter)
