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1692. Chapter 1692 Deterrence 8

Fangfei was already dressed neatly and stood at the door and looked around.

When she saw His Majesty come back, she immediately looked overjoyed and greeted her.

Luo Jia saw that she was in good spirits. Although she slept a little late last night, her eyes were not black, her cheeks were flushed, and her warmth in the morning was the best time for a young woman in her twenties.

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The morning sun shone on her face. She was wearing a wide, light red shirt. She couldn't see the change in her waist. She was still light, like a deer. The urge to chew a lipstick with red apples came up again.

Luo Jia smiled and went over and hugged her.

"Ah... Your Majesty..."

He was attacked gently again, his face was wet and coquettish. Fangfei was shocked. What's wrong with Your Majesty? Why do you always like to "chew" yourself recently? When did Your Majesty start to develop such a bad taste?

"Fangfei..."

I chewed it again, and the touch was soft and soft, and my young skin was so fresh and elastic.

Fangfei chuckled and laughed.

"Your Majesty, what do you say?" she asked impatiently.

Luo Jia then let her go, and was in a good mood. He pointed at her lips: "You kiss me and I will tell you."

She smiled and tiptoed, really kissing her.

The soft red lips, with the fragrance of the dressing just now in the morning, was like a faint sweet fragrance entering the heart and spleen, so comfortable.

Luo Jia took her hand and came to the breakfast table.

"Your Majesty, you have your favorite pickles..."

She personally served the rice for His Majesty, brought it to him, picked up the chopsticks in her hand, handed them to him, and picked up the food for him. They were all his favorites, like a hill, and were so attentive and attentive to serve him.

Luo Jia enjoyed such meticulous service, so of course he had to confess.

When Fangfei heard the list of Taoist priests treating guests, like Luo Jia, his eyes were almost falling off. There was such a debate scene?

She suddenly remembered the debate about Qu Yuan's "Summoning" between the psychic priest and the high priest at that time, and could no longer help laughing out loud.


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