When Zhao Luer was in trouble, Nan Ye snatched the wet wipes away and said impatiently
"I'll do it myself...clumsy!"
What a clumsy thing, if it weren’t for being shy, what would Zhao Luer have to be afraid of?
"Hello……"
Zhao Luer really wants to get angry. She is a modern person, not an ancient slave, and she is not a eunuch. The emperor of Datong belongs to Datong, not Zhao Luer.
But when Zhao Luer came into contact with Nan Ye's threatening eyes, she immediately lowered her head. Her little arms couldn't twist her thighs. If she acted impulsively, she wouldn't even be able to return to modern times. She couldn't bear it anymore, so she pretended to be aggrieved.
Mutually
"I told you, I don't know how to wipe it... Besides, you have your own hands and feet, why don't you wipe it yourself?"
"I am the emperor! Do you want to accuse me?"
Nan Ye shouted angrily and slapped the water angrily. The water splashed on Zhao Luer's face and flowed down.
What an arrogant woman, she dared to say that to him. If one day she is favored and becomes a concubine, she will fly to the sky. Doesn't she know that only the emperor is the greatest here?
Zhao Luer wiped his face vigorously, glared at Nan Ye and said, "The emperor is also a man, and a man should have courage and grace..."
"You said I don't have courage and grace? How bold!"
Nan Ye was really angry this time. Even if she was a woman, he could not forgive her for daring to contradict the emperor and ridicule him for his lack of grace. He stood up angrily...
"Hey, Nan Ye...your Majesty..."
Zhao Lu'er exclaimed. Nan Ye's strong body was completely exposed in front of her. His muscles bulged quickly and his lower abdomen was solid and flat. Looking down, Zhao Lu'er covered his eyes, his body trembled and he fell.
sat on the ground
Seeing Lu'er's trembling look, Nan Ye suddenly lost most of his anger and laughed mockingly. He stood up, pulled the towel, wiped his body, and got out of the bath tub.
Nan Ye walked to the nightgown, put it on, leaned over and looked at the shivering Zhao Luer, and patted her shoulder gently.
"What's wrong? The little slave who dares to call me by my name and doesn't care about life and death is actually afraid of seeing a man's body?"
"No, I'm not afraid!" Zhao Luer resisted in a low voice, but refused to take his hands off his eyes.
Nan Ye pulled away Zhao Lu'er's hand teasingly, and Zhao Lu'er immediately closed his eyes tightly and said angrily: "What's so good about the emperor's body? It's so ugly!"
The anger that had just calmed down rose again. Did this woman insist on teaching him a lesson? Why would she say such a thing?
It's getting too much...
He dared to say that Nan Ye's body was ugly. I don't know how many women loved this body. The concubines in the harem dreamed of having a night of skin-to-skin contact with Nan Ye and surrendered to his strong body. She, a little palace maid,
How dare you talk such nonsense
Nan Ye put his hand on Lu'er's shoulder and chuckled.
"If mine is ugly, I have reason to believe that slave's will be more beautiful than mine. Take it off now and let me see what is the difference between us that makes you underestimate me so much."
"ah?"
Zhao Luer jumped up like a spring and opened his eyes. When he found that Nan Ye had already put on his clothes, he boldly stood firm.
However, she still subconsciously hugged her shoulders to prevent Nan Ye from teasing her. If she really took off her clothes, her identity would not be exposed, and she would be eaten by this man until his bones were left.
"The slave is ugly, the emperor is... beautiful..."
It is simply against his will. This guy Nan Ye actually likes to hear compliments.