Chapter 111 The primary school chicken class is starting!

Lu Hanrui put the food box down and was about to retreat. Bi Lingyuan was still lying tilted without looking back. He said slowly: Stop, come here

Lu Hanrui walked forward, Wu Yong looked around, and carefully retreated and waited.

Going out early tomorrow morning?

Bi Lingyuan was still motionless, looking at the complex and gorgeous patterns on the soft pillow. While asking, he reached out to pull the soft pillow, treating it as Lu Hanrui's face, poking it over and over again, and pinching it hard.

Yes, Lu Hanrui answered regularly

When Bi Lingyuan heard her tone as usual, he felt increasingly unhappy. The boss asked unwillingly: You have nothing to say to me?

Then Lu Hanrui put his hand into her sleeve and took it out, chuckling: Some

Bi Lingyuan snorted with satisfaction at least, sat up slowly, tidied his wrinkles, tilted his head slightly, and twisted his hair hanging from his temples with one hand, smiling lazyly, and deliberately reserved.

Lu Hanrui looked at him and felt it was particularly pleasing to the eye. Her face turned red. Before he could call her in, she stood up and walked over with the sachet.

Bi Lingyuan took it and saw a few flaunting pomegranate flowers embroidered on the sachet, and a row of fine hairpin flower calligraphy beside the flowers.

Many children and many blessings, and all the wealth of the church

Well... the embroiderer could barely see, so I reluctantly accepted it

Bi Lingyuan said reluctantly, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but lifted up. He looked at Lu Hanrui again. He didn't see him for two days. Today, he suddenly saw him and couldn't bear to take his eyes back. He always wanted to leave the person behind, look at him for a while, and look at him for a while more.

Your stitch is a bit ugly...

Bi Lingyuan had nothing to say, picked up the sachet and walked to her side. Lu Hanrui couldn't help but lean over and looked at it seriously.

As soon as he approached, his body tilted and was dragged into his arms by Bi Lingyuan. He felt proud, but his face was unmoved and glared at her slightly: What are you looking at? I am teaching you

Before he could react, he was dragged to the desk and sat down by Bi Lingyuan.

In the study room of Xihun Pavilion, the incense burner is warm, and the sweet breath is fascinating

Lu Hanrui sat between Bi Lingyuan's legs, sat upright on her upper body, held a pen, and wrote obediently. Bi Lingyuan's chin was placed on her shoulder, and he looked at her seriously.

The hand holding the pen trembled slightly, and he pulled it a long time ago. The word "Fu" that was about to be written was invalid again.

Even Lu Hanrui, who is very handsome, became a little annoyed. From sitting down to writing the word "Fu", she threw a lot of waste paper under the table. Either she couldn't write it well, or even asked Wang Xizhi to come!

She was about to get up, but Bi Lingyuan held it down, and a hot ball was pushed to her buttocks. She could feel the size and hardness through the fabric. She snorted unconsciously, but then she felt ashamed and became even more angry.

You dare to be angry with me? Then you deliberately approached the Empress Dowager and followed her to Wanshou Garden, aren’t you afraid that I will get angry?

Lu Hanrui's face turned hot and she said shyly: "Are you... here to punish the little slave?"

Originally, the emperor pulled her to the table to write while standing at the table. Somehow, the two of them sat down again. For some reason, she sat on his lap.

Today is the 28th day of the twelfth lunar month. I will let you go after writing the word "Fu"...

She concentrated on writing, so Bi Lingyuan slowly put his hand into her clothes, rubbed her chest, and scratched her legs through her underwear.

That stroke was too long...

Bi Lingyuan pressed her buttocks to her hot place, biting her ears and teaching her how to write, while placing her hand into her underwear.