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Chapter 262: Victory! Let's talk on the bed 4

When Chen Su'er looked at Murong Jing with doubt, she saw him lying down lazyly, looking very enjoyable, less emperor's majesty and more lazy aura, she actually had some sync with her, as if she was comparable. She still needs to be leisurely?

TMD, did she get infected?

Is laziness contagious?

"Queen, I feel like I am more and more like you. Haha!... It turns out that it is so comfortable to relax." Murong Jing buried her head on the bedding she usually covers, soft and faint fragrance, as if she smelled her The smell and her breath feel quite comfortable.

Actually, Murong Jing thought too much. The brocade quilt was newly replaced. Does it smell like her?[

Hearing this, Chen Su'er was stunned for a moment, and then when she understood, she wanted to roll her eyes.

What is this? How could the indifferent body change just now?

Didn’t it look like a volcanic eruption the moment before?

How could I take her bed like a person who is fine next time, smiling and spreading her limbs?!

Suddenly, she remembered the first snow.

It seems that the first snow is too.

Is it true that both of them are good at this?

Chuxue pretends to be elegant and peaceful in front of others, straightforward and innocent behind her, and lively and cute.

And what about the emperor, he is cold and ruthless in front of others, with thousands of years of ice and snow, and like a big child behind others?

No! There must be a problem. Could it be that she wants to relax her vigilance?

Must be.

She couldn't relax just because he did this.

Things are the same!

MMD, look at Murong Jing's expression calm and he looked relaxed. She felt unhappy from the bottom of her heart.

She admitted that she was perverted and admitted that she couldn't stand him well!

Not happy! Just unhappy!

I originally wanted to delay some time to sharpen his sharpness, but it seems that there is no need to!

Time doesn't have to be wasted, start right away!

Forget it torture him to death! Humph, laugh him to death, see what he will say after a while.[

Bastard! Is it not enough for her to do that? Or does it feel like it doesn’t matter if she loses?

The anger in Chen Su'er's heart finally understood what it means to laugh at her skin and not to laugh, and what it means to hide a knife in her smile - because she is now performing it with her heart.

Twist a cup of warm tea with two fingers and slowly delivered it to the edge of the bed.


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