The Group Pet Sister Became the Petite Bag of the Powerful Minister - Chapter 766

  Chapter 766 Yun’s confrontation with Tantai Desert.

  Song Zhao fixedly stared at Si Yu’s eyebrows.

   suddenly raised his hand and hooked, “Come here.”

  Siyu’s eyes drooped, his body leaned forward, and he approached Song Zhao.

  The regent, who is terrifying outside, is now like a large pet wagging its tail and begging for mercy, longing for the touch of its owner.

  Song Zhao’s heart collapsed instantly.

   Her tense body loosened slightly, and her fingers lightly stroked the man’s hair.

   “You know… the Holy One has only one month to live.”

  Siyu was tall and had long legs, so it was really uncomfortable to have his head down like this, but in order to make Song Zhao feel comfortable, he lay down on the barrel directly.

   Lifted his eyelids, the water mist from the wooden barrel blurred his face, he said with a smile, “One month later, this world will be given to you by this king, how about it?”

   Song Zhao curled her fingertips, she lowered her hand, and asked seriously, “Do you really want to be the emperor?”

  Siyu asked back, “Have you been helping me match up?”

  Song Zhao pursed her lips.

   What is still unclear.

   It seems that Siyu took her actions of seizing power and helping him as a performance of grabbing the throne for him.

   But Song Zhao never said anything.

   She didn’t want Siyu to be the emperor.

  From the beginning to the end, all she wanted was to hold the imperial power in her hands, send her enemies to **** one by one, and keep the Song family’s prosperity.

  Siyu stood up straight, and the man followed him into the barrel.

   stretched out his hand, and Song Zhao, who was completely naked, entered his arms.

  The man’s big hand stroked the girl’s fair and clean back, and he said softly, “Azhao, that position was originally mine.

  I know that you understand me best, so from beginning to end, you only chose me. “

  When the prince intended to let the Song family surrender.

   At that moment, Si Yu was very scared.

   I was afraid that Song Zhao would choose the prince, and that Song Zhao would meet him in battle for the prince in the future.

   After all, Song Zhao, before the age of twelve, was a noble girl who did not know the sufferings of the world and had a simple mind.

   But then Song Zhao suddenly became wiser.

   She rejected the prince and chose him.

   At that moment, in Siyu’s dead world, spring blossoms.

   At first, Si Yu didn’t believe that Song Zhao really chose him. After all, he was not familiar with Song Zhao at that time.

   has always been just his one-sided peeping.

   After that, Song Zhao deliberately seized power for him time and time again.

   She held the Punishment Department into his hands full of Akagi.

  Siyu swore in his heart that he would give the world to Song Zhao.

  Song Zhao lowered his head, not letting Siyu see the emotions in her eyes.

   She said softly, “Actually, being an emperor is very tiring. You see, your head is bald when you are less than sixty years old.”

  Siyu, “…”

   He couldn’t help laughing, “Have you thought about it for so long before you sit up?”

  Song Zhao said seriously, “I see the face.”

  Siyu also replied earnestly, “The saint went bald because he has too many concubines and excessive indulgence. And I only have you, and I will take good care of my body. I promise that when I get old, I will be a very handsome man.”

Song Zhao couldn’t find any other reason for a while. After thinking about it, he deliberately said, “How can the emperor have only one concubine… When the time comes, the civil and military affairs of the whole dynasty will let you accept the concubine. You will definitely not be able to bear it, can’t you avoid baldness? “

  Siyu, “…”

However, although.

   The point of this sentence shouldn’t be Nafei, why did you talk about baldness again?

   His forehead moved, he bent down and kissed Song Zhao’s chattering lips, his breath was warm, “Azhao, you know me the best, you’ll stay with me, okay?”

   Song Zhao still wants to say something.

  Siyu leaned over and leaned over, biting her lip and sinking.

The words    wanted to say were rushed into the clouds by the surge of lust.

  Song Zhao’s fingers pinched into Si Yu’s arm.

   His voice was hoarse, “Husband promises you that even if you become the emperor, you will always be as energetic as this time and will never go bald.”

  “…”

   (_) If you don’t scold me, I’ll write a special for you, the older brother regrets in his previous life + the heroine and the heroine with a baby!

   If you don’t scold me, cast the monthly vote and let me see if there are ten [Humble

   (end of this chapter)