Chapter 654 Song Zhaosiyu's life and death are uncertain [End]

The long night is silent.

Si Yu was lying outside, facing the west window, so angry that he couldn't fall asleep for a long time.

It would be fine if Fu Nanqian talked nonsense to the prince, but Song Azhao actually believed it!

He also questioned his failure!

Will he not do it?

If it weren't for the inappropriate identity, Si Yu really wanted to let A Zhao try it out!

When I was feeling depressed, a slight breathing sound came from behind me.

Si Yu turned around angrily, facing the back of Song Zhao's round head.

The culprit is so angry that he can't sleep. Don't sleep too well!

Si Yu directly pulled Song Zhao over and faced him.

The little girl closed her eyes and her eyelashes drooped obediently.

A small black shadow fell on the face.

As if she felt that her posture was destroyed, she moved, and her legs crossed and slashed between Si Yu's waist and abdomen.

Si Yu's evil starts from the heart.

He turned over and sat up, holding her feet in his hand, and his fingertips passed through the soles of her feet.

Song Zhao was afraid of itchy.

He shook his feet in an instant and woke up from his sleep in an instant.

She kicked and glared with excitement, and then shook her feet back with a big smile.

Si Yu's innocent face, "Itchy?"

"What are you doing when you scratch me!" Song Zhaoyuan looked at Si Yu angrily.

"I can't sleep."

Song Zhao yawned, slowly retracted his feet into the quilt, lit his chin and said sleepy, "Then sleep hard, close your eyes and fall asleep for a while. I'll demonstrate to you."

Si Yu, “…”

Seeing that he was about to fall asleep again, he twitched Song Zhao's crouching nest with a bad intention.

Song Zhao had to open his eyes again and was furious, "What do you want to do tonight?"

Si Yu looked at her expressionlessly, "You."

Song Zhao was stunned.

The man's eyes were dark and dangerous, as if there were scorching flames.

Song Zhao nervously picked up the quilt and stared at him as if facing a great enemy.

"I don't accept that fast..."

Si Yu continued, "Please give me the lights, I want to take a shower."

Song Zhao breathed a sigh of relief and looked speechless with a beautiful woman on his face, "If you want to take a shower, go and bathe. You are not tired of your skills. You have always been the one who has the lights."

Si Yu said without changing his face, "It's so dark, I'm afraid."

Song Zhao, “…”

After a stalemate for a moment, she held a lamp with her face as if she had no choice but to accompany Si Yu to the ear room.

Si Yu asked her to wait for him at the door.

Song Zhao was waiting well.

After a while, Si Yu called her inside.

Song Zhao gently pushed the door and put the bathtub behind the screen, and the man's figure was reflected on it.

Si Yu asked Song Zhao to get soap cords for him.

Song Zhao took the soap cork and found Si Yu standing beside the bathtub with his upper body naked and wearing only his shorts.

Song Zhao quickly avoided his gaze, handed him the soapcorn calmly, and turned around to leave.

Si Yu sat into the bathtub and said, "Help me rub my back."

Song Zhao was shocked.

"I will rub your back?"

"Don't want to?"

"Not that," Song Zhao paused, thought about the language, and said awkwardly, "I just feel a little shy."

Si Yu said calmly, "You have to get used to it."

What are you used to?

Are you used to looking at the white body of powerful ministers?

Song Zhao choked.

She closed her eyes, took the veil and stood behind Si Yu's back and rubbed his back.

The man's body is very hard, with honey-colored skin, clear texture, strong back strength, and a good feel.

In modern world rhetoric, it is the most perfect latissimus dorsi.

The ridge is as deep as a canyon, with muscles on both sides turning up, the upper back is super wide, and the lower back seems to be connected to the waist, the muscles are protruding, and the lines are graceful and desireable.

Song Zhao seemed to be stroking a work of art, and the more he rubbed it, the more he became more and more vigorous.

"Do you think I need to wipe it here?" Si Yu asked suddenly.

"Where?"

Si Yu turned around, and the sound of water stirred.

Before Song Zhao could react, he had already stood up from the bathtub, and his lower shorts had gone.

The soapy kelp in Song Zhao's hand fell to the ground.

The lights are subtle.

The man's face is hidden in the shadows, his bones are perfect, like a bright moon.

What is more eye-catching than his face is the giant under his strong and sexy abdominal muscles that makes women in the world look at him.

"Do you know the answer now?"

He is very good!

Song Zhao bang, his cheeks flushed, and he stared at Si Yu for a long time and couldn't speak.

The breath that was blocked in Si Yu's heart instantly dissipated. His gaze with spring in his mouth always hooked Song Zhao, smiling in a seductive way, "It seems that A Zhao is satisfied."

"You are shameless!"

The powerful ministers are getting more and more horse-fork bugs!

Song Zhao humiliated the handkerchief in his face, turned around and ran out.

At the same time, Si Yu's ear tip moved lightly and heard a strange sound.

He quickly put on his clothes, rushed out of his ear room, chased Song Zhao in front of him, and hugged her and rolled into the grass.

The two of them used their cover to see the prince's personal guards carrying buckets of tincture oil and sneaking towards their bedrooms.

The purpose is to burn them to death.
Chapter completed!