When I was fourteen years old, I became the king of the Zhou Dynasty. I wore a black royal robe embroidered with gold and twelve crowns on my head. "...
The person on the couch has a slender figure, as graceful as a woman. Black hair and snow-skinned skin, her face is delicate and beautiful, and her lips are like red. When you close your eyes and take a rest, you will feel even more immersed in the painting.
Qu Daoan was fascinated by the sight and couldn't help walking to the couch, leaning over to kiss the red lips.
The closed eyes suddenly opened, and the dark eyes were stained with anger, but they seemed to contain emotion. Qu Daoan was pushed away suddenly.
"Idiot——"
Qu Daoan got up from the bed in embarrassment.
The moonlight slanted in from the open window, and he could clearly see Qiu Mengqing on the bed.
Qiu Mengqing scolded angrily: "You can't even sleep honestly, what kind of dream did you have? ! It's fucking drooling, it's so disgusting! "
Qu Daoan was in a daze, and before he could react, Qiu Mengqing pulled his sleeve to wipe his neck. He was about to turn around and hug the other person to apologize, but he was kicked again.
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This article is in the first person! ! !
Dynasties are imaginary and did not exist in reality.
The protagonist will be a bit miserable later on.
Purpose: reward good and punish evil