Various small brain holes in comprehensive film and television

Chapter 45 The Female Sea King Transforms into the Bamboo Breath of Concubine De

It was another night when the Fourth Prince neglected his studies.

He still sat in the same place, but this time he didn't stare at the hand warmer.

He just stared blankly at the desk covered with homework, without saying a word.

The thoughts in my mind have nothing to do with my studies.

Su Peisheng was there too, and he knew that his master was thinking about Miss Zhuxi again.

But the master hasn’t had his meal yet!

He was worried, thinking that no matter how much he missed her, he still had to eat.

But I didn't dare to disturb him.

I don’t know if this Miss Zhuxi will have the chance to follow the Fourth Prince in the future.

This saves the master from losing his appetite every day.

The master doesn’t even have a woman now, and the closest person to him is Miss Zhuxi.

With her, there is one more person to worry about the master.

Su Peisheng sighed inwardly, it’s not easy for the master either.

A foster mother raises more than just you, and a biological mother also raises more than just you.

The adoptive mother doesn't like me the most, she has her own daughter.

My own mother doesn’t like me the most, she has a favorite son.

The master has never enjoyed pure maternal love since childhood, and always lacks care compared to others.

On weekdays, I, a rootless eunuch, am the only one who cares about him.

But he didn't think comprehensively enough, like he didn't notice that his sleeve was unraveled last time.

Miss Zhuxi was sharp-eyed and thoughtful enough to sew it herself.

It turns out that the master still needs a woman.

No matter what Su Peisheng muttered in his heart, the Fourth Prince was completely immersed in his own world.

Recalling every contact he had with Zhuxi.

The slightly upturned corners of her mouth always outline a gentle smile.

Make it irresistible to him.

Her hands were warm and dry, unlike his cold ones.

Every time they come into contact, he always feels like ice and snow melting into one.

And today... that hug...

Thinking of this, the Fourth Prince pursed his lips.

He didn't want to think of her like that.

Her eyes are always so clear and pure, so gentle and heartwarming.

She doesn't have that kind of thought about herself.

The Fourth Prince inevitably felt a little frustrated when he realized this fact.

But he couldn't help thinking, she smelled so good.

She is so big.

She is so soft.

Ahhh, the Fourth Prince was going crazy.

How could he be so filthy!

I heard that Concubine De is looking for a palace maid for herself.

I wonder if she will be chosen?

If she were there, the Fourth Prince couldn't help laughing when he thought about it.

When Su Peisheng saw this scene, he sighed inwardly, "Oh my god, look at how useless you are."

"Master, let's have dinner."

“No need,” the Fourth Prince, who seemed inexplicably energetic again, got up and went straight to bed.

It has been several days since I last dreamed of her. I wonder if she will appear in my dream tonight.

Entered.

In his dream, he begged Concubine De to let Zhuxi be her maid of honor.

When she heard the news, she looked at him in shock.

He also pretended to be shocked, as if he was not the one who asked Concubine De for her in person.

He didn't want to offend her.

That night, she taught herself and guided herself to understand her body.

It's like my mother is teaching me.

He pretended to be ignorant, watching her pretending to be calm, suppressing her shyness, and exposing herself bit by bit.

It turns out that her skin is so white and as smooth as cream.

It turns out that she can also wear bright red pockets.

I saw clearly how big she was.

It turns out that it's not only the front part that's big.

The back is also very big.

He wanted to be one with her forever.

He hoped she was his mother, but also hoped she wasn't.

But after all, he wanted her.

The sauce was brewing all night long without stopping.

The next morning, the Fourth Prince woke up before Su Peisheng called out.

The Fourth Prince sat on the bed, his lower body cold, his face flushed, and he was filled with shame and anger.

I didn't dare go to Yonghe Palace for meals for more than ten days.

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