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Chapter 32: Sleeping

 The quilt that restrained Jiang Mo was untied, and Jiang Mo, wearing only a thin piece of obscene clothing, was stripped out.

When the emperor's hand reached through the hem of Xie Yi's clothes, Jiang Mo almost jumped up. He never expected that this emperor would be so unconventional that he wouldn't even have time to say a few words and would get straight to the point!

In the darkness, his senses were infinitely magnified. The emperor's palms had grown a thin layer of calluses due to his martial arts training. When they came into contact with his skin, they had a frosty feeling. When they were touched to his waist, he felt even more... The whole person felt a trembling feeling like an electric shock.

Good x - not fragrant! ! ! !

Jiang Mo cursed hard in his heart, quickly took out the Zhumengxiang from the system space, and crushed it with his hands. For the convenience of operation, this dream-building incense does not need to be ignited with fire, just crush it to quickly release the fragrance.

The quality of the products produced in the system mall is still guaranteed. In less than two minutes, Jiang Mo felt his body sink, and Zhao Hong had fallen asleep on his body. Jiang Mo quickly pushed the guy aside, then sat up and buttoned back the torn clothes. Then he breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Zhao Hong again.

hateful! He ate so much tofu!

Jiang Mo suddenly became jealous and tore off Zhao Hong's obscene clothes and touched them back fiercely!

Not to mention...it feels pretty good...

Zhao Hong's body is full of tight muscles. You can directly touch the outline of his muscles, especially his abdominal muscles. They are hard with a bit of elasticity, and they feel really good to the touch. comfortable.

Wait a minute! What is he doing? !

Jiang Mo quickly reached back and covered Zhao Hong with the quilt again.

[System: Master, don't forget to make some noise, there are still people outside. 】

The system suddenly sounded a prompt, which almost scared Jiang Mo, who had a guilty conscience, to death.

Only then did he remember that in ancient times, when emperors favored concubines, there were people guarding them outside. On the one hand, it was for safety, and on the other hand, it was convenient to listen to the emperor's orders at any time. It would be strange if there was no movement when sleeping.

Jiang Mo: "..."

Jiang Mo could only endure the shame and tried hard to shake the bed, making a creaking sound, and then making some ambiguous sounds from time to time.

When a group of eunuchs standing not far outside the palace heard the noise, their faces turned somewhat red. Nanny Lin, who was beside the Queen Mother, was also standing in the corridor. When she heard this, a happy smile suddenly appeared on her face.

After all, the emperor has never had any experience in this area. It is normal for the queen mother to be a little worried. But now it seems that the queen mother is still a little worried. After all, the emperor has also read the brochure provided by the Jingshi room, and coupled with the instinct of a man, This kind of thing is not difficult.

However, after waiting for more than half an hour, when the movement inside had not stopped, Granny Lin became unable to stand. It's understandable that the emperor started eating meat for the first time. This kind of thing still needs to be done with some restraint. As the saying goes, too much is never enough.

Nanny Lin winked at Fang Cheng, the chief eunuch beside the emperor, and Fang Cheng approached the bedroom and said loudly: "Your Majesty, it's time."

The movement inside slowly weakened, and Fang Cheng returned to his original position. Wait for the emperor to wait for a while and then call for water.

At this time, in the dormitory, Jiang Mo was hurriedly setting up the scene. He messed up all the bedding, pinched himself, messed up his hair, and poured some tea on the table, making it look so messy. It seemed like he had just experienced a hearty sex session. Because of Zhu Mengxiang, Zhao Hong was experiencing an extremely real dream, and his body would naturally respond in a real way. The air was filled with a strong musky scent, so there was no need for Jiang Mo to do anything else to him.

Fortunately, Jiang Mo is a Shuang'er, so there is no such thing as falling red, but the Shuang'er mark on his forehead is a troublesome thing. Once Shuang'er becomes a couple, the color of the mark on his forehead will become darker. Before, he only thought about how to protect the chrysanthemum. , but forgot about it.

[Jiang Mo: 008, what should I do with the mark on my forehead? How can I make it red? ]

[System: Just consume 10 points. Do you need to redeem it? 】

What can he do? Of course, only by redeeming it...

Jiang Mo disguised the scene, and then the effect of the dream-building incense was released. Zhao Hong woke up. He didn't know that he had just had a colored dream, and thought that everything in the dream was nothing. It really happened. When I woke up, I immediately asked someone to bring water.

The palace people filed in, preparing bathtubs and hot water for the emperor to take a bath. As for Jiang Mo, it depends on the emperor's arrangements. Under normal circumstances, he would just wrap him up in a quilt and carry him back, but if the emperor is comfortable serving him, it is possible to stay.

"Your Majesty, should Du Guijun be sent back now or should he stay?" Fang Cheng asked in a low voice.

In fact, I should have asked again whether he wanted to leave an heir, but this time the emperor favored the harem under the Queen Mother's repeated urgings in order to spread the branches and leaves, so there was no need to ask this kind of question.

Zhao Hong glanced at Du Yunyi, who seemed to be asleep on the bed. His long eyelashes were trembling slightly, and he looked like he was sleeping uneasily. There were several eye-catching red marks on his neck, and his hair was as black as ink. The silk was scattered like a waterfall, making him more delicate and lovely. The thin clothes were wet, and it looked like he had toiled a lot.

Zhao Hong hesitated for a moment and said, "Stay here and ask his palace attendants to send him a set of clothes. When he wakes up tomorrow, he will send someone to send him back in a soft sedan chair." 

"Yes." So considerate and thoughtful The arrangement made Fang Cheng know something in his mind. It seemed that the emperor was still very satisfied with Du Guijun's service.