Your Majesty be my lord [Transmigration Book]

With a thought in his heart, Wan Wan added another sentence: Your Majesty wins the beauty of the world, so it is better for the ministers and concubines to look at His Majesty in another place.

Duan Yunshen didn't deliberately pause when he compared his lips, and he didn't know if Jing Shuo could understand what he meant.

However, in any case, the "let's go" at the beginning should be understandable.

Duan Yunshen was still enjoying himself at this time, being silly, completely unaware that he was molesting the tyrant just now.

Jing Shuo looked at Duan Yunshen for a moment, and then took Duan Yunshen out of the building, but he didn't leave the building, but found an empty room and jumped in with Duan Yunshen.

Duan Yunshen:? ? ?

Jing Shuo held Duan Yunshen's waist without letting go, and directly brought Duan Yunshen to the bed in the room.

Duan Yunshen:? ? ? ? ?

No, this posture, um, did I think it was crooked?

Your Majesty, please be sober, Your Majesty!

Duan Yunshen tried to jump off the bed, but was pushed back by Jing Shuo.

Duan Yunshen was a little flustered.

Before the panic was over, a delicate woman's voice came from the next door. It was the kind of voice that one knew that the next door was doing sports.

Duan Yunshen: ...

...It's quite exciting, isn't it?

Sister, stop calling!I'm so flustered, let my brother survive! !