Madame General, Don’t Aggravate Me!

Su Biluo sneered: "It's okay to refuse, not to refuse, it's just acting. Mrs. Ben will not be emotional to you, you can rest assured."

"Oh?" Tuoba Xiaojun's eyes burst out of ten thousand kinds of glazes, and his lips were wicked, "Su Biluo, you know, the more difficult it is, the more the palace likes to challenge. As you say, this The palace wants to try it, will it make you emotional. "

Su Bi snorted, looked at him coldly, and walked back to the cabin: "His Royal Highness is afraid to use feelings as a play, what else to try? What challenges? If you just want to conquer women, don't care about women like women, cherish women, Then no woman in this world really likes you! "

Without looking back, she went into the cabin to find Mo Yu and they were drinking, but she didn't realize that Tuoba Xiao behind her stood there.

He was born in the family of wealthy emperors since he was a child. His father, Tuo Tuo, Hong Wen and Wu Quanquan, with great wisdom and bravery, built Xixia into a great power. Under the guidance of his father and emperor, Tuoba Xiao's childhood reading group books, Xiwenyanwu, Qinqi calligraphy and painting, medical astronomy, everything is fine.

The Tuoba Xiao who grew up with a golden spoon has always wanted the wind, the rain, and the glory and wealth. The natural beauty of the world is loved by women, and the concubine is always like a cloud. go with.

but……

When he saw Su Biluo and met Su Biluo, he realized for the first time what he lacked. However, what he lacked could not be said.

Until now, Su Biluo's words made him realize that what he lacked was a woman he really liked and really liked him. Maybe there are many women who like him, but he really likes none of them ...

Inexplicably melancholy, Su Biluo, if not a married woman, how good!

Tuoba Xiao closed her beautiful eyes, and by nature, he threw this melancholy out of Jiu Xiaoyun.

If you do n’t, you need to make up.

So far, he has nothing to do.

After Tuoxiao entered the cabin, he found that Su Biluo was fighting wine with Hawthorne.

Chi Dinai is the territory of Ozawa, Xixia has not officially taken over, so Hamon sent Hawthorne to follow, one is to lead the way, the other is to convey the will of the king, so that the indigenous people of Chang Di and Chi Di are moved to other tribes, and these two are formally transferred. The land was handed over to Xixia.

Hawthorne is a semi-primitive Aboriginal, unpretentious. This Xixia country is strong. The marsh boat built by the Prince of Xixia is also different from the local one. The luxurious furnishings in the cabin are no less than the inner courtyard of the palace.

There are all kinds of food, wine, music, dance, music, piano and chess, and Su Biluo is not limited to bars, and naturally there are many songs and laughter on the way.

Su Biluo fights with Hawthorne, Yingyue and Ruhua follow up. The bet of Dou Jiu is that the losing side performs the show for the winning side.

Tuoba Xiaole had to watch the excitement on the side, the half-reliant body, the appearance of holding a pot and drinking, almost dumped all beings.

It's a pity that Su Biluo didn't pay attention at all, only to think of Mo Zichen, and was so bored that once he saw Hawthorne drinking in his cabin alone, Yingyue played chess in the painting, Mo Yu watched chess, and proposed to fight wine with Hawthorne. It's nothing more than borrowing wine to calm down.

However, where Su Biluo's wine volume is the opponent of Hawthorne and other stubborn men, soon, he could not support it, his vision became blurred, and the scene in front of him showed a double image, she recognized it with her remaining reason Lose, put down the hip flask.

She still didn't forget the mission of this trip. However, under the dizziness, she couldn't resist the strength of the wine and misplaced the jug. With a bang, she broke on the ground.

"Performance show, performance show, Mrs. Su, can't be said without words!"

Hawthorne mumbled, he was still drinking alcohol.

Su Biluo gently supported the table, and the reddish face, the diamond lips that were particularly delicate and mellowed by the wine, became very hooked. Intoxicated, she narrowed her eyes and smiled softly: "Well, no It ’s just a show. It ’s simple. Then, Mrs. Ben, just sing a song ... "

She leaned over to pick up the fragments of the jug, placed it on the table, picked up a chopstick in one hand, and hit it.

Singing casually is the song "Swordsman".

Traveling to ancient times, on this boat, in this mood, this situation, this scene, it seems that only this song is the most suitable-

Sea laugh

Surging tide

Ups and downs with the waves

Cangtian laughter in the world

Who loses and who wins the sky knows

Jiangshan Xiaoyanyuyao

How much Taolang Tao knows

The breeze laughs at the lonely

Evening pride left

La……

La……

La ...... la ...

A sea of ​​laughter and cross-strait tide

Ups and downs with the waves

Cangtian laughter in the world

Who loses and who wins the sky knows

Jiangshan Xiaoyanyuyao

How much Taolang Tao knows

Cang laugh is no longer lonely

Pride is still smiling

Tuo Daxiao snapped his eyes in the singing voice, revealing a beam of crystal light, staring at Su Biluo scorchingly.

He was still provocative, leaning on his body, and holding the hip flask on his flexed knee. His hands were slender, white, and beautifully curved, outperforming the hands of thousands of girls.

Tuoxiao Xiaoda was in the palace and spent every day in singing and dancing. No matter how enchanting the dance is, and then the sound of singing is not as clean, free and wild as this song, which fits a certain yearning and appeal in his mind. .

Tuoba Xiao was deeply moved.

He couldn't help but straighten up, staring at Su Biluo with a charming smile on his face, and he fell in love with singing, so delicate, so free and easy, so sexual ...

Er, Tuoba Xiao actually thought of the word, yes, he was deeply intoxicated.

Fascinated by the mood of Su Biluo's singing and lyrics.

This little woman must not know how beautiful she is at this time. Perhaps, in her eyes, there would be no existence at all. In those clear and clean eyes with a little shattered light, what could be seen in the distance, I am afraid it was her own husband.

Tuoxiao's hand was clenched suddenly, his knuckles protruded, his pupils were suddenly convergent, and the crystal-like beauty instantly became unfathomable.

It is this neglected sense of loss that turns into a strong desire to conquer.

Although Su Biluo said, don't just go to conquer women. You must like them carefully and cherish them. Only then will you get a woman who really likes her.

However, in the face of a woman who doesn't like herself, if you don't conquer her first, if you want to cherish and care, what should you do.

The song stopped abruptly, and Su Biluo didn't know whether it was sad, or she was really drunk, and suddenly fell to the desktop.

Tuoba Xiaoying was shocked. The tabletop in front of her was full of fragments of the hip flask that had just been knocked. If she leaned forward, those fragments would immediately scratch her pretty face.

When it was time and time, Tuoba Xiao suddenly shot, and the software around him turned into a long ribbon, wrapped in Su Biluo, and easily moved her away from the table.

The ribbon was closed gently, the beauty was already in her arms, steady and proper.

He stared at the sleeping beauty in his arms like a sweet water lily, could not help but bowed his head and kissed ...