Lihua’s teeth were itching, some people were like real dogs when it came to acting, they could act better than her.
This damn monster seemed to be addicted to teasing her, and would have convulsions when she couldn't do anything to him.
For example, after this monster took a sip of tea, he seemed to notice pear blossoms and raised his eyebrows slightly:
"Wumeimei is here too? I heard that your massage skills are very good, and my mother is very impressed. It just so happens that my shoulders are a little sore today, so come over and massage them for me."
That serious expression, that light tone, and the teasing eyes seemed to be provocative, as if asking her what tricks she had, and calling them all out.
Lihua's fist hardened when she saw it. She just thought, how could that handsome face be so flat?
Just press it, who is afraid of whom? It’s best not to regret it!
With a dignified and elegant smile, Lihua bowed and said, "Master Meng Wansui thinks so highly of me, so I take offense."
She smiled brightly, put her hands on the monster's shoulders, and said, "Long live my Lord, your shoulders are stiff, please use more force, I have offended you."
Before she finished speaking, Lihua was caught off guard and pressed hard several times.
But I found that the texture underneath the summer clothes was very strong, and it was tightly tied, and bursts of scalding heat came from it.
Lihua couldn't help but pinched it back and forth, thinking that this evildoer looked like a noble man, but his whole body was covered with tendon flesh. One touch of this shoulder would tell that it was different.
I don’t know what kind of kung fu you practice. Do you still practice it when you are so busy as an emperor?
But at this moment, Yuchi's respectful voice came: "Wu Mei, are you still satisfied? It's not that you use more force, why is your strength so small, it makes me itchy."
Lihua's face turned red, and she heard the ridicule in the words, asking if she was satisfied with the touch.
Ah, what are you satisfied with? She was just curious about what the handsome man's shoulders were made of.
In this case, she is going to exert her strength!
Lihua kept a smile on her face, gritted her teeth and used all her strength to massage her, wanting to take revenge, she broke out in a hot sweat.
Unexpectedly, this monster remained motionless and didn't seem to feel any pain. He even thought about drinking tea. His posture was really elegant.
While she was wiping away her sweat, the evildoer actually said something sarcastic: "Wu Mei, it would be better for you to eat more food in the future so as not to run out of energy. That's all. If you are tired, my mother will feel sorry for you. Go and give me some tea."
He instructed her very smoothly to pour tea and water. Sometimes she thought the tea was too weak, and sometimes she thought it was too hot.
Well, the perm and lightness were all intentional on her part, but this monster is a real dog!
After a long time, Lihua was very depressed. She didn't take any advantage and was teased a lot.
While the entire harem was busy in its own way, every midnight, a four-legged black shadow flashed past the main hall deep in the Tingli Courtyard.
The dark shadow was busy, going from camp to camp, going back and forth inside and outside the palace, running back and forth, completely worried about this family.
This black shadow is often busy all night, and it is not until dawn that it lies stretched out on the ice silk white brocade and falls asleep. It sleeps all day long and then comes out of the cave at night. It works quietly for several nights.
Late that night, it rained heavily.
Somewhere in the capital, a group of people were ambushing around a dilapidated warehouse. There were people hiding in front and behind the house, as well as on the roof and walls.
They stayed motionless, enduring the wind and rain, just to catch the thief, a thief who was so arrogant that he came for several nights in a row!
The heavy rain kept falling, and the sound of rain covered everything. The sky was so pitch black that even with the rain curtain, one could neither see nor hear clearly from three feet away.
This group of people complained secretly, the house was leaking and it was raining continuously. In this terrible weather, people were already soaked and cold, and their sight was blocked and their hearing was disturbed. It was difficult to detect the thief in advance, which was not conducive to catching the thief.
Someone couldn't stand it anymore, so he touched the person next to him, went over and whispered into his ear: "You think it's raining so hard, will the thief come again?"
The person next to him hissed: "I heard from Master Biao that the thief is very powerful, so don't say anything."
The man could only keep silent, but he kept muttering in his heart, thinking that the thief would never come again.
After all, Master Biao didn't catch the thief and had already alerted him. As long as the thief has any brains, he won't come back again.
Master Biao is a rough man with a rough face, bold and careful.
He shipped a lot of good things one after another from outside the capital. In order to hide them from others, he hid them in this dilapidated warehouse and waited for the situation to calm down before proceeding.
This dilapidated warehouse is located in the corner of a four-door courtyard. From the outside, it looks like a dilapidated house that has been abandoned for many years, without attracting any attention.
I don’t know how the thief found out, broke through all the obstacles, took out the hidden things, and visited several times in a row.
When Biao Ye went to check as usual, he discovered that something was missing.
The thief was extremely smart. He didn't take many things away each time, but each item was the most valuable treasure and the most important thing.
At first, Master Biao thought that it had been hidden somewhere and had been lost in a hurry, so he searched the whole yard, but couldn't find it.
The next day, Master Biao went to the old warehouse and found that several things were missing again.
Master Biao was completely shocked. Only then did he realize that he had been robbed. He quickly sent people to pawn shops, black markets and other places where stolen goods were sold to search for the lost items, but found nothing.
The night before, Master Biao was worried that something would happen again, so he led his people to guard the door of the old warehouse that night, hoping to wait and catch the thief.
As a result, after not waiting all night, Master Biao thought that the thieves would not dare to come. Unexpectedly, when he went into the warehouse yesterday morning, he found that more things were missing this time.
It turned out that the thief had unknowingly dug a hole in the back wall of the warehouse and stole the things under the eyes of everyone, without disturbing anyone at all.
Master Biao was furious: "It's too much to bully others, it's too much to bully others!"
He is not familiar with this place and comes to steal every day. I have never seen such a thief. He is so arrogant and courageous!
Master Biao was furious and vowed to catch the thief with his own hands.
Last night, Master Biao asked others to guard the outside of the warehouse in the dark, while he sat inside the warehouse with a weapon in hand to guard it personally. If he found a thief coming, he would capture it in one fell swoop.
Even if he couldn't take it for a while, he would shout loudly and his people would appear from all directions to keep it safe so that the thief could not fly.
Master Biao had a good plan, but he was too sleepy to hold on.
He stayed there until midnight, when he felt confused and took a nap. Half asleep and half awake, his neck felt itchy and he scratched it subconsciously.
Unexpectedly, he felt itchy after scratching, as if someone was scratching him with something furry, and it was very annoying.
Master Biao woke up in a daze and suddenly realized something was wrong. Someone gently put his hand on his shoulder and hooked something around his waist from behind.
He woke up for a moment, and when he was about to strike the weapon behind his back, something sharp touched his neck.
Master Biao's hair suddenly stood up, his scalp exploded, and he did not dare to move at all.
Years of licking blood from a knife's edge taught Master Biao that he was no faster than the person behind him, and his throat would be slit if he moved even a little bit, and his life would not be saved at that time.