Bai Mo naturally heard which two of these wild mandarin ducks were stealing the sun.

The Prime Minister, who was as beautiful as a flower but was unfamiliar with the charm, stood up straightforwardly and ruined her interest in hearing this good show. Bai Mo simply covered Rong Yue's mouth and did not intend to let go.

Rong Yue was tense all over her body, her nerves were very nervous, and she was in a first-level security state—

A slender but powerful hand walked around her neck, clinging to her shoulders, covering her mouth, while her back was tightly pressed against a slender body, and the temperature of the man was transmitted to her through the thin spring shirt.

It’s too...a little intimate for two women to stick together.

Moreover, this posture is too...a little embarrassing.

Especially now, there is still such an ambiguous atmosphere-

In the dense shadows of the trees, the slim woman reached out to pull the man.

"... Ling'er, are you trying to make me die of sadness?"

The man's voice was faint and his tone was resentful: "Are you still sad for my words? You are on the side, sitting and hugging your right side. Where are you still in your eyes when you are so happy?"

The woman came to admit her mistake and recognized her quickly, "It was my fault, it was all my fault. I shouldn't ignore your feelings, and let you drink so much wine."

The man continued to complain: "You still want to marry that person!"

The woman's tone was embarrassed: "It's hard to disobey the emperor's order, and I have no choice!"

The man snorted coldly, and the woman hurriedly coaxed him.

"How can that ugly man be as good as your hair? He doesn't even deserve to carry your shoes! I promise you that even if I get married to him, I will never touch a finger. If there is a lie in this, I, Feng Qingwu, will be punished by heaven, and the sky will hit five thunders-"

"Don't keep talking, A Wu, I believe you are!"

The man stepped forward and raised his hand to cover the woman's lips, whispering softly, and no resentment could be heard in his tone.

Why is this posture so similar...

Oh my god!

Bai Mo suddenly let go of the hand covering Rong Damei's mouth like an electric shock, and instantly bounced apart!

Rong Yue stood there expressionlessly, raised her hand to wipe her mouth, then reached out to dust off her robe that was wrinkled by Bai Mo, and her purple clothes fell leisurely like a flowing cloud.

"I am both a daughter, but I just hug you. Why are your Majesty so excited? Or is there a ghost in your heart?"

A sentence that sent a secret message was sent, the Prime Minister used Bai Mo's joke to tease her just now and launched a rebound attack.

Of course, Her Majesty the Queen would not be willing to surrender to others, and she would also send a message back without being outdone.

"Don't get me wrong. I'm afraid you'll fall in love with me. After all, since ancient times, there have been so many women like Duanxiu Fentao!"

Rong Yue sneered slightly: "Your Majesty is joking. Even if I break my sleeves and split my peaches, I will definitely not break my head."

Bai Mo said with a smile: "I mean this, each other."

After Her Majesty the Empress and the Prime Minister have finished arguing with each other, I will look back and take a look—

The pair of wild mandarin ducks who were stealing the sun were already embraced, and two shadows of shadows overlapped and entangled, and then an ambiguous sound of water came...

Bai Mo: "..."

If you want to marry a wild horse, my head will turn green into a grassland

Hearing this ambiguous voice, Rong Yue's expression was not very good-looking, and the suspicious dark red was quietly hidden in the night.
Chapter completed!