Si Rou curled her lips, knowing that this guy could not be relied upon, so she raised her head and pushed him, but was blocked by Li Qingcha's plate armor. The girl muttered, "Sure enough, he practiced some weird skills." Li Qingcha: ￣□￣｜｜ She also wanted a big breast. Even if she didn't give it to others, it would be nice to enjoy it occasionally. "Princess, be serious! I'm forcing myself on you~" “(ˉ▽￣～) Tsk~~, I’ll use the same words you said about me to retaliate against you, ‘You’re good at talking but you can’t do it’.” "Hey! I have such a bad temper!" Li Qingcha pressed forward, Si Rou was stunned for a moment, then she couldn't help laughing, thinking how could Li Qingcha take the initiative? However, when she saw the other person's expression, her contempt immediately disappeared.
Are you serious!? "Wait... wait a minute!" Now it was Sirou's turn to stall for time. Let her take the initiative, that's fine, because both the rhythm and duration of the attack are in her own hands, and she can decide the scale as she pleases, and can stop whenever she wants. But if it were handed over to Li Qingcha... It's like writing a novel on Pineapple Bun, but the censorship power of the chapters that are sent out is not in your hands. How to drive? What is the maximum speed limit for driving in kilometers per hour? There is no clear explanation. As the saying goes, "If the punishment is unknown, the power is unpredictable." In the eyes of the writer, any act of driving is equivalent to doing a 360-degree Thomas drift around a traffic policeman, which is a sign of not wanting to live. Sirou wants to live, and "The matter about the successor of Huajian School being a girl" also wants to live. Therefore, "wait!" She repeated it again, louder. Unfortunately, "I can't wait any longer." Li Qingcha's face was getting closer and closer. Thinking softly and fighting and retreating,
Sirou is in a dilemma. Sirou typed GG. She felt that everything around her was slowing down, even stopping. Ascending... (※ Note 1: This is the only way.) (※ Note 2: If you don’t have a group, don’t even think about reading any paid content. I rectified my last book N times and I’m afraid.) …… …… …… I don't know how much time has passed. Sirou watched as Li Qingcha casually picked up a copy of "Beijing Popular Novels", tore off a page, and wiped his forehead and hands. The girl couldn't help blushing, biting her hair and turning her head to the side. Li Qingcha smiled, "what?" Sirou's face turned even redder. "What? You still want to come?" "..." "how?" "Her Royal Highness the Princess is actually a slut!" Li Qingcha's expression was extremely shocked, as if he had just seen Sirou's true face. This made Sirou want to go up and give her a good slap. She rolled her eyes at him. "I want to eat. I'm hungry." Li Qingcha nodded. "Yeah, it's really exhausting." "Don't say it!" "Okay, if you don't want to say it, don't say it." Li Qingcha walked into the main hall and moved the food box into the study. The two of them used the desk as a bed and ate while sitting on the "bed".
She pinched Sirou's cheek. "Open your mouth." "Why?" "No, no, I'll feed you." "..." Sirou didn't expect to be outmaneuvered by Li Qingcha and opened her mouth in annoyance. Li Qingcha smiled, "You're a good kid if you open your mouth. Be good~" Sirou's red lips slightly opened, like two crimson petals. As a result, Li Qingcha roughly stuffed a piece of longevity cake into the girl's mouth. The girl's mouth slowly became an O shape, and her cheeks were a little sunken. It took her a lot of effort to finish chewing. The way he bit was so vicious, as if he wanted to chew someone into pieces. She pushed Li Qingcha. "You...if you want me to eat it myself, just say so!" "Oh, eat it yourself." "!@#￥*%..." Sirou pinched Li Qingcha's arm, then sat up and ate lunch leaning against the bookshelf. Her back still hurts a little. There's no way. The books on the desk were not completely cleared away, and I got hit just now. The girl muttered: "Someone doesn't know how to be gentle with women." That's true, but I still put my legs into someone's arms and rubbed them to keep warm in the hot summer. She picked up the cold food while choosing her words. After thinking for a while, she said, "I heard that women will have... um... bloody disasters in their wedding night. Why is it that I..." There is no need to explain the following words very clearly. Li Qingcha coughed lightly. "This... this is a serious academic issue. If I want to explain it clearly, tens of thousands of words are definitely not enough." Sirou: Stare—— The eyes are very sharp. Li Qingcha could only pretend not to see it. Although Sirou was somewhat puzzled, she did not continue to ask.
Anyway, there are plenty of ways to find out in the palace. She pinched the soft flesh on Li Qingcha's thigh with her left and right big toes, and then asked the second question. "Why are you so skilled!?" Li Qingcha: ￣□￣｜｜ I feel like I can guess what the other person is going to say next. as predicted, "How many times have you tried this with others?!" Li Qingcha quickly said, "No, no, I am innocent." Si Rou was speechless. "Your definition of 'innocent' must be different from others." "No, I'm really innocent." "I know, I know, I know. This 'innocence' is not the same as that 'innocence'. The 'innocence' you want to talk about is completely different from the 'innocence' in the usual sense." It sounds a bit like a tongue twister. But it’s good to understand. Li Qingcha held the bowl and gave the still warm dishes to Sirou, while he ate the cold ones himself. Sirou's eyes flashed with a hint of fascination. She was about to open her mouth when her eyes drifted across the bookshelf. She seemed to remember something and showed an expression of sudden enlightenment. The slender waist dances on the willows of Zhangtai, Su Kou sang softly about Shangyuan Spring. The fragrance blows across my clothes with a sense of meaning, Cuihua fell to the ground silently. …… "Isn't that the poem from the Golden Plum Vase?" Sirou muttered to herself. Chapter 280 Afterwards Sirou stared at Li Qingcha as if she was studying an alien creature. Just now, she mentioned a chapter in "The Golden Plum Vase" - "Night Inspection of the Charming Figure", and what Li Qingcha chanted was the opening poem of that chapter. No one would believe that this was an unintentional act.
Si Rou said, "You are not a Confucian monk, right?" Li Qingcha shook his head. The ninth rank of Confucianism: Kaiqiao. Although his combat capability is average, he has the ability to read ten lines at a glance and remember everything he sees. Sirou had an expression of understanding. "You're not born with a photographic memory, are you?" "No."