Long live the best

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A familiar smell lingered at the tip of his nose, making his vitality rise rapidly.

not far away.

A piece of colorful, skirts and satins, all kinds.

Xiao Yuxiang led the girls and stood there, waiting to welcome him back.

There are more than a dozen people with different manners and different styles, but they are all the most beautiful women in the world. Standing together, they can almost blind people's eyes!

Most of them have reddish eyes and longing eyes, but they must restrain their excitement.

"hiss……"

Qin Yun looked ahead through the long palace and took a deep breath.

"Xiang'er's ankles are still so white..."

"Hey, I haven't seen you in January. This girl Li Mu has changed a lot. Be good to me. She seems to have grown bigger. I probably can't hold her with both hands."

"Ruyu and Pei Yao are still the same, familiar with each other lightly, the corner of that woman's eyes can take my soul away."

"Concubine Dou! Let me sleepless tonight!"

"Why is she getting younger and younger, that water snake waist is simply amazing!"

"There is also Yan'er, and Qingluan, Li Zhimiao, they are becoming more and more feminine, so beautiful!!"

Qin Yun's belly was hot, and he rushed over.

He laughed loudly and said, "I'm back!"

The girls couldn't stop their tears.

They couldn't believe that the husband they had been thinking about was back, until Qin Yun's yell, they realized it.

They moved their lotus steps one after another, their delicate bodies swaying, and they came running quickly.

Immediately.

Qin Yun crashed into the flowers, the tip of his nose was filled with the familiar body fragrance, and his arms were filled with soft fragrance, as if he had come to heaven!

Compared with running around and fighting in the grasslands, it is a thousand times better!

"Your Majesty, I miss you so much!"

"Your Majesty, you are finally back!"

"I heard that you were fighting in the grassland, and you scared the concubine to death."

"That's right, how many times has the Empress cried secretly..."

"..."

All the girls, Yingying and Yanyan, chattered non-stop and squeezed tears, which made people feel sorry for them.

Qin Yun comforted with a smile: "Don't cry, don't cry."

"Aren't I all right?"

"I'm thinking of you, it's not okay to give you a big face as soon as you come back."

All the girls wiped away the tears from the corners of their eyes, laughing through tears.

"Your Majesty, have you eaten yet?"

"Why don't we sisters serve you?"

Concubine Dou said with slightly red cheeks, and calmly removed Qin Yun's hand from the palace skirt, and gave Qin Yun an extremely charming coquettish look.

Qin Yun laughed out loud.

"No sleep tonight!"

"I want to eat on the dragon bed, you come and feed one by one!"

The faces of the girls were strange, and then their cheeks gradually turned red, completely losing the touching atmosphere just now.

What do you feed in bed?

It's not the first time for them, so they naturally understand.

Xiao Yuxiang's eyebrows and eyes are extremely gentle, which is called a submissive.

Immediately said: "Alright, alright, when Your Majesty comes back, I will obey you in everything."

"Let's go, the concubine has already been prepared."

Qin Yun raised his eyebrows, and kissed her pale face fiercely: "The empress is still sensible."

Xiao Yuxiang was ashamed and angry, coquettishly complaining: "Your Majesty~~"

"Hahaha!" Qin Yun laughed.

All the girls also covered their mouths and sniggered, which could be said to be trembling wildly.

"..."

Chapter 471

Late at night, Hall of Mental Cultivation.

The wide dragon bed is all white and full of ambiguity.

After several times of cloud and rain and frolicking, all the girls fell asleep tiredly.

Those who didn't fall asleep had their beautiful eyes closed at this moment, and their cheeks were reddish, pretending to be asleep.

Because in the middle of the dragon bed, Empress Xiao was still babbling in a low voice.

Although she covered her mouth, but in the silent night, it must be unavoidable.

One sound after another, extremely ambiguous, accompanied by Qin Yun's big mouthful of breathing, together compose the most perfect and most evocative movement.

After about half a stick of incense.

Qin Yun finally died down.

Hugging Xiao Yuxiang tightly from behind, with endless aftertaste, he whispered softly: "Xiang'er, why are you getting whiter and whiter?"