Heroine’s Road to Becoming Scum: 844 The eighty-eighth bowl of soup (3)

Under 30% of subscriptions are anti-theft chapters, and more than 30% of normal chapters. It was steaming hot, and today Qing Huan had the honor to take a bath with Emperor Panlong.

Most cats are naturally afraid of water, and Qinghuan is no exception. Her four claws tightly hooked onto Emperor Yuanshou's clothes and refused to go down, and her nervous appearance was especially funny. Emperor Yuanshou opened her claws, and seeing that she was really scared, he ordered someone to bring a small wooden basin in, and then put Qing Huan in it.

The little cat is lying in the wooden basin and is also very well-behaved.

It was always the palace servants who served Emperor Yuanshou to bathe and groom, and it was the first time to serve Emperor Yuanshou to others. Several times he couldn't control his strength and pulled Qing Huan's hair in pain. She whimpered twice, obediently lying in the basin and not daring to move. Just kidding, it's no joke if it's knocked over. She didn't want to drink Emperor Yuanshou's bath water at all!

The maids serving around are also dumbfounded. What is the emperor doing to have such a good time with a cat?

Emperor Yuanshou doesn't care what the maids are thinking, he is very interested in cats now, so he is willing to spoil her and play with her. The fur on the kitten is very smooth, and it will become even worse when it encounters water. It is floating in the water like satin, and its delicate appearance makes people want to caress carefully.

The ink quickly drifted away, and Emperor Yuanshou rubbed the pancreas on Qing Huan again. The kitten was washed clean and fragrant and wrapped in a clean towel.

When he finished washing himself, the maid presented Qing Huan who had made the cat roll. Emperor Yuanshou smiled and looked at the cat wrapped in a towel with a pair of different-colored eyes looking around, took it into his arms, and nodded her head: "This time I washed it clean, if you don't take care of yourself again, I'll throw you into the ink."

The threat made Qing Huan tremble. This person is really bad.

She hurriedly meowed twice and licked Emperor Yuanshou's fingers in a pleasing manner. His warm and slender hands hugged her and wiped her hair. If the towel was wet, change another one until Qinghuan's hair was dry. Now, Emperor Yuanshou remembered himself.

The cat litter is obviously useless, and Qing Huan was placed on the dragon bed early in the morning. Just when she was waiting for Emperor Yuanshou to come to bed, Emperor Yuanshou came over and pinched her pink claws: "I have something to do, I will come back later, go to sleep first, understand?"

Something wrong? What's up? Qing Huan didn't react for a while, and subconsciously grunted, Emperor Yuanshou thought she had agreed, nodded her nose, turned around and went out, not forgetting to leave a palace maid here to look after her.

Qing Huan lay on the pillow, tilted her head and thought for a while, before the palace maid was not paying attention, she jumped out of bed secretly, and ran in the direction Yuanshou Emperor left.

After she came to the side hall, and heard the soft voice of the woman in it, she suddenly realized that after a long time, she was in the Linxing Palace! Qing Huan's bad taste suddenly came up. She was small, and it was night when the meat pad stepped on the blanket, so she slipped in against the wall, and the **** who was watching the night didn't even notice it.

The closer you get to the side hall, the clearer the woman's coquettish groaning, the whispering and coquettish cry, the voice of the emperor pardoning his concubine, is really charming to the core, even a woman can't bear it. Live to shake. I don't know if Yuanshou Emperor will be entangled by such a stunner.

She stepped on the cat's footsteps and approached. On the big bed, Dianluandoufeng didn't need to be mentioned. Qing Huan glanced at it before turning her head away - see no evil.

Emperor Yuanshou hadn't vented yet, and he seemed to see a white shadow out of the corner of his eyes. He couldn't believe his eyes--did he see it wrong? That little guy Yuanyuan actually came here?

He doesn't care about desires, and he's not used to being peeped by a cat when he is in the palace concubine. It was how a stunning beauty like Concubine Li could tame Cheng Huan, and Emperor Yuanshou lost interest. After hesitating about the incident, he ordered someone to come in to serve him. After he went back to the bedroom to take a bath, he went to bed to find out that the kitten had come back at some point, lying there and sleeping soundly. In full swing, I don't know what year it is today.

Remembering the sexuality that was interrupted just now, Emperor Yuanshou was angry and funny. This cat only followed him for a day, and it was really interesting to let him taste these emotions.

Seeing that Qing Huan was sleeping soundly, Emperor Yuanshou felt very unbalanced, so he stretched out his fingers and pinched her tender little paws, rubbed her claws back and forth with his fingertips, and rubbed them from time to time. Slender tail. Qing Huan was disturbed by him and wanted to lose his temper. He was an emperor, and he had to live with his own breath. He opened his watery pupils and licked the Emperor Yuanshou's finger. A few back and forth.

Obviously this dog-leg appearance pleased him, so Emperor Yuanshou let go of Qing Huan, but in the end he beat her head: "I'll spare you this time, next time I will dare to mess around. Run, I won't break your legs!"

Qing Huan meows and goes to sleep.

In this way, very soon, Qing Huan spent a month with Emperor Yuanshou. In the past month, she never disturbed Emperor Yuanshou's concubine Linxing. Every day, she ate and slept enough, slept enough to play, and played cute tricks for twelve hours every day, vowing to make Emperor Yuanshou the No. 1 in the dragon. cat slave.

Fortunately, I have gained a lot. Although Emperor Yuanshou has not been so exaggerated to her as a cat slave, it is not far away. Now he has no cleanliness addiction to her at all, and he is willing to eat with her on a plate and a pair of chopsticks. !

Emperor Yuanshou was born cold and frail. To treat such a person, it was just that a simple woman could not enter his heart. On the contrary, the identity of a cat brought great convenience to Qing Huan. She could go in and out of the palace at will, and Emperor Yuanshou also wrote her a gold medal, with her current name Yuanyuan written on it, and a small golden bell hung on the small plaque.

It's really worth it.

Because she is a cat, she will never betray, and she will never talk too much, so many times Emperor Yuanshou will unconsciously say something in front of Qing Huan with some troubles - of course, in fact, she doesn't want to hear it at all.

He smiled lightly, and seeing that Qing Huan had finished eating, he squeezed a little more for her until she couldn't eat any more.

This time... I really held on, Qing Huan slumped on the table, and Emperor Panlong took her into his hands, touched her chubby belly, and sighed, "greedy cat."

Qing Huan meows.

Emperor Panlong also quickly ate some food and prepared to change clothes and bathe.

He put Qing Huan in the cat's litter, but Qing Huan stepped over and followed. If it is an ordinary cat, it is of course convenient, as long as it eats, sleeps, eats, and occasionally sells cuteness, but can it hug the thick thigh of Emperor Panlong?

The answer is obviously no. Although she is a cat body now, she is not a cat heart. A generation of emperors like Panlong will definitely not be as good at strategy as ordinary men. Time is the most important thing. Qinghuan doesn't want to waste a minute, she is still anxious Go back to Naihe Bridge to clean up Moze.

Two maids were changing clothes for Emperor Panlong, and several other maids were preparing pancreas, towels and other items. When they saw Emperor Panlong's strong, tall and burly body, they couldn't help but turn red Pretty face. It's a pity that His Majesty has strong self-control, and there are few court ladies who are lucky enough to be visited, and they can only dream of being lucky.

It is indeed a good figure, Qing Huan thought.

The dragon robes that were taken off were neatly folded and put aside, Qing Huan unceremoniously lay down on her face, and the good smell of ambergris instantly surrounded her. She stared at Emperor Panlong in the bath with big eyes without blinking. The maid was wiping his back. Her skin was pale bronze. Every muscle was full of strength and beauty. Things are also very impressive.

It must be very happy to be his concubine, Qing Huan thought ramblingly, then yawned and grunted again.

Can't the ears of Emperor Panlong hear this grunt? He looked back and saw that the cat was sleeping on his dragon robe. Immediately, he suddenly became playful. He pointed the water with his finger and bounced over it. When he saw the cat looking around in a daze, he couldn't help laughing.

Cute little guy, this less than a day of getting along has made him happier than the concubine in the harem for half a year.

This is bath water... Qing Huan sighed in his heart, let him go.

After taking a shower and wiping herself, a palace maid accidentally pulled the black hair of Emperor Panlong. He glanced at her lightly, and immediately someone came in and dragged her out. The other palace maids served with more sincerity and fear. In fact, you should be more careful when doing things in His Majesty's bedroom, because you don't know when you can't do it well and you will lose your life.

Emperor Panlong is not an emperor who takes his own life, otherwise he would not have unified the world at the age of twenty-five, and managed the country in an orderly manner. In the courtroom, he is also an unequivocal figure. The counselor of the Panlong Kingdom is basically a decoration, because as long as it is something he decides, no one is allowed to object or speak out.

It doesn't look like he is a Ming Jun, because he doesn't listen to anyone's advice or opinions. But it's not necessarily a faint-hearted gentleman - have you ever seen such a young and promising Duan-jun? Strictly speaking, Qing Huan thought he was a wise tyrant.

A ruthless, powerful, yet sane, violent person.

Such a person is very suitable to be an emperor, because he does things right, he will go forward when he decides, and he is extremely intelligent, cold and ruthless, but there is nothing he can't do that he wants to do.

God's darling.

As a cat, Qing Huan is not qualified to go to the dragon's bed, and the palace maids and eunuchs around him are watching. So if she wants to wait for Emperor Panlong to fall asleep and go to bed secretly, it is basically impossible. The most important thing is that with Emperor Panlong's martial arts and alertness, she will be pinched to death by him before she can climb up, okay? ?

Not to mention that the height of the dragon bed is several times that of her who has no mana at all, and she can't even jump on it.