422. Chapter 420 No matter how good the rain is, it can't stand being watered every day
"My beloved concubine's hands are getting smoother and softer, just like a newborn baby."
Mu Yanxi stiffened for a moment, and goosebumps fell all over her skin.
For two days, we had been secretly teasing and talking to each other all the time. From the outside, they only felt that the two of them were extremely affectionate, and they were filled with admiration and envy. Only they themselves knew what it felt like.
Mu Yanxi estimated that the back of Rong Chu's hand was already black and purple.
He was already pale, but after she pinched him a few times, couldn't the back of his hand still turn blue and purple?
When we arrived at Suiyuan, it was already full of people.
Just the women in Qianjiaobaimei filled four tables.
There are eight people at a table, four eight thirty-two.
Mu Yanxi glared at Rong Chu with disdain. She had thirty-two wives, one every day, and not the same one every month.
After much deliberation, her Chonghua was better, and there was no woman around him.
Nothing like him, like a stallion, he doesn't know how to keep himself clean at all.
As soon as Rong Chu appeared, the women swarmed up like fish that smelled the fishy smell, "I have met your highness and my sister, the concubine."
Every woman has traces of being carefully dressed up, hoping to make Rong Chu notice her at this birthday party.
no way...
The most indispensable thing in this palace is women, but the only man who can let these women use them openly and eliminate loneliness and emptiness is Rong Chu.
These women are like dry land that has been dry for a long time and is in urgent need of irrigation.
Lowering her head and looking at the group of women squeezing forward in front of her, Mu Yanxi felt a little bit sympathetic to Rong Chu.
There is so much dry land, but only one person can irrigate it. No matter how good the rain is, it cannot withstand watering every day.
Being a groom every night sounds wonderful, but let’s put it into practice...
She couldn't help but look up at Rong Chu again.
Although she has been resting for three days and a half, she is still in good spirits. She has been irrigated so many times, but her face is still rosy, lively and energetic.
It's good to be young.
With a strong body as the capital of the revolution, even when he was a groom every night, he did not show the slightest trace of decadence, and there was no trace of excessive indulgence on his body.
In line with the idea that the world is full of pitiable people, why should women make things difficult for women? Mu Yanxi very considerately pushed Rong Chu towards the crowd of women so that his many concubines could touch him more conveniently.
Eat tofu, wipe oil and so on.
As the saying goes, organizing people is the foundation of happiness. Please call her Huo Lei Feng!
Sure enough, her hard work was not in vain. The women touched their little hands, hugged their thighs, and pulled their clothes and pants. Anyway, thinking about the strength of the crowd, Rong Chu couldn't tell which hand was which.
Whose body did it grow on? If asked later, they would refuse to admit it.
The girls were very happy touching each other.
Rong Chu's face looked ugly.
It was estimated that the touch was almost done, and any more skin would be removed if touched. Mu Yanxi once again pulled Rong Chu back in the spirit of helping others, curved the corners of her lips, and said with a smile,
"Your Highness, look at how enthusiastic all the sisters are. Your Highness is so lucky to have so many beautiful and beautiful sisters serving you. I am very pleased."
Rong Chu slowly turned his head, his eyes wanting to kill someone.
She smiled even more happily, "If Your Highness has a few more children, it would be even more perfect." "My beloved concubine's hands are getting smoother and softer, like a newborn baby."
Mu Yanxi stiffened for a moment, and goosebumps fell all over her skin.
For two days, we had been secretly teasing and talking to each other all the time. From the outside, they only felt that the two of them were extremely affectionate, and they were filled with admiration and envy. Only they themselves knew what it felt like.
Mu Yanxi estimated that the back of Rong Chu's hand was already black and purple.
He was already pale, but after she pinched him a few times, couldn't the back of his hand still turn blue and purple?
When we arrived at Suiyuan, it was already full of people.
Just the women in Qianjiaobaimei filled four tables.
There are eight people at a table, four eight thirty-two.
Mu Yanxi glared at Rong Chu with disdain. She had thirty-two wives, one every day, and not the same one every month.
After much deliberation, her Chonghua was better, and there was no woman around him.
Nothing like him, like a stallion, he doesn't know how to keep himself clean at all.
As soon as Rong Chu appeared, the women swarmed up like fish that smelled the fishy smell, "I have met your highness and my sister, the concubine."
Every woman has traces of being carefully dressed up, hoping to make Rong Chu notice her at this birthday party.
no way...
The most indispensable thing in this palace is women, but the only man who can let these women use them openly and eliminate loneliness and emptiness is Rong Chu.
These women are like dry land that has been dry for a long time and is in urgent need of irrigation.
Lowering her head and looking at the group of women squeezing forward in front of her, Mu Yanxi felt a little bit sympathetic to Rong Chu.
There is so much dry land, but only one person can irrigate it. No matter how good the rain is, it cannot withstand watering every day.
Being a groom every night sounds wonderful, but let’s put it into practice...
She couldn't help but look up at Rong Chu again.
Although she has been resting for three days and a half, she is still in good spirits. She has been irrigated so many times, but her face is still rosy, lively and full of energy.
It’s good to be young.
With a strong body as the capital of the revolution, even when he was a groom every night, he did not show the slightest trace of decadence, and there was no trace of excessive indulgence on his body.
In line with the idea that the world is full of pitiable people, why should women make things difficult for women? Mu Yanxi very considerately pushed Rong Chu towards the crowd of women so that his many concubines could touch him more conveniently.
Eat tofu, wipe oil and so on.
As the saying goes, organizing people is the foundation of happiness. Please call her Huo Lei Feng!
Sure enough, her hard work was not in vain. The women touched their little hands, hugged their thighs, and pulled their clothes and pants. Anyway, thinking about the strength of the crowd, Rong Chu couldn't tell which hand was which.
Whose body did it grow on? If asked later, they would refuse to admit it.
The girls were very happy touching each other.
Rong Chu's face looked ugly.
It was estimated that the touch was almost done, and any more skin would be removed if touched. Mu Yanxi once again pulled Rong Chu back in the spirit of helping others, curved the corners of her lips, and said with a smile,
"Your Highness, look at how enthusiastic all the sisters are. Your Highness is so lucky to have so many beautiful and beautiful sisters serving you. I am very pleased."
Rong Chu slowly turned his head, his eyes wanting to kill someone.
She smiled even more happily, "If His Highness adds a few more children, it will be even more perfect."