"Bang!... Bang bang bang!"

"Bang!... Bang bang bang!"

Zhao Hongrun was sleeping on a fragrant pillow in the elegant Cuixiao room in a waterside pavilion when he heard the sound of a watch clock coming from the street outside the house.

One long sound and three rapid sounds mean that it is already the fourth watch, which is the ugly hour.

The candle light on the dressing table next to the bed had long been extinguished, but with the moonlight shining in from the window, Zhao Hongrun could still see that the beauty beside the pillow was sleeping soundly.

The soft moonlight imprinted on Miss Su's naked body outside the quilt, she really looked as beautiful as a jade woman, and she was so beautiful.

Looking at the arm she was pillowing, Zhao Hongrun twitched it slightly.

Miss Su, who was sleeping, seemed to be aware of it. She let out a few dissatisfied sounds, and immediately turned away, exposing her smooth back in front of Zhao Hongrun. Not long after, there was another faint humming sound.

It's only May.

Shaking his head, Zhao Hongrun tucked the quilt in for her and immediately sat on the edge of the bed, carefully sorting out last night's experience.

I remember that when we were in the Smelting Bureau yesterday, Zongwei Mu Qing interpreted his inexplicable anxiety as a sign that a man needs a physical outlet at a certain period, and suggested that His Highness "relax".

Ever since, Zhao Hongrun came to a waterside pavilion. After all, when Zhao Hongrun felt irritable in the past, Miss Su's tenderness and consideration could always calm him down quickly, and she was like a harbor for his soul.

Zhao Hongrun did not tell Shen Yu, Wei Jiao and the others about this matter. After all, these two people were insiders. They knew the true relationship between His Highness and Mi Jiang and would never bring up such a thing that might hurt His Highness.

But Mu Qing didn't know.

But Zhao Hongrun still followed Mu Qing's advice because he felt that he could not be swayed by a godly thing.

You know, the green poison has been in Zhao Hongrun's body for about three or four months, but until now, there is still no sign of its attack. God knows if this is a thing made up by the gods like Chu Wu or Ba Wu to scare people? For a fundamental reason

Things that cannot be explained by common sense can suppress the normal needs of a man. Zhao Hongrun felt that he was indeed stupid a while ago.

He is still in his prime of life at the age of fifteen!

So, Zhao Hongrun and Miss Su gave it a try last night.

Of course, he was not stupid enough to make fun of his own life. According to his analysis, if the evil thing really had some unexplainable evil ability, then when he was in close contact with Miss Su, there should be something before the attack.

What kind of omen is appropriate, such as dizziness, dizziness, nausea and other uncomfortable reactions, as a warning to the person who has been poisoned.

The strange thing is that when Zhao Hongrun took the initiative to kiss Miss Su last night, nothing happened, there was no abnormality at all.

Well, Miss Su was a little shocked, and she broke a wine bottle with a slip of her hand.

Looking back now, Zhao Hongrun also found it a bit funny. After all, Miss Su's eyes widened with an incredible expression at that time, just like a frightened rabbit.

But after that, it’s not enough for outsiders to talk about it. A raging fire, a man and a woman living alone in the same room, what was supposed to happen eventually happened.

But having said that, even though Zhao Hongrun had some guesses, he was still a little uneasy after all. It was precisely because of this that he had trouble sleeping last night, and he didn't feel sleepy even though he lay with the beauty for half the night, until the ugly hour of the next day.

What he unfortunately said was that the green poison was just a frightening thing, not as scary as what Mi Jiang and Mi Rui said.

Why did you betray Mi Jiang physically? If you have sex with another woman, you will bleed from all the holes and die from poison. This is just to scare people. He, Zhao Hongrun, had a crazy night with Miss Su last night, and it is still nothing. No?

Only...

Looking at Miss Su who was sleeping soundly, Zhao Hongrun carefully got off the bed and put on his coat.

On the small table in the inner room, there are still empty bottles left behind when he and Miss Su had a drink yesterday. They are everywhere.

It has to be said that the drinks in the waterside pavilion really don't have much alcohol content. They taste like drinks. Therefore, even a woman who is not good at drinking will not have a problem drinking a few bottles. In comparison, Zhao Hongrun is more inclined. As for the turbid yellow rice wine, although it tastes like a drink in the mouth, it still has stamina and can make people feel drunk.

As for the spirits that Zongwei Shen Yu and the others were keen on, Zhao Hongrun declined. It was not because of the high alcohol content, but because of the extremely pungent smell of lees, which Zhao Hongrun couldn't bear.

After bending down and shaking several empty bottles, Zhao Hongrun found an unfinished wine bottle.

Picking up a porcelain wine glass from the table, Zhao Hongrun walked to the window, leaned against the window lattice, looked out at the dark river in the city, and poured himself a drink.

Yes, he spent the whole night with Miss Su last night, and the so-called green poison did not kill him like those horrible legends.

But despite this, Zhao Hongrun still noticed something strange that could not be described in words.

It is a sense of loss that cannot be fully and fully satisfied.

Zhao Hongrun didn't know how to describe this.

It is undeniable that Miss Su, who was once a courteous woman, did not have much experience in bed, but her shyness and her seductive appearance when she endured her shyness and lingered with him once made Zhao Hongrun's heart beat and his heart surge.

But yesterday, Zhao Hongrun had a strange feeling, as if something was missing, just a tiny bit, just a tiny bit, preventing him from fully experiencing the beauty of complete pleasure.

It has to be said that this sensory deviation made Zhao Hongrun feel strange and also felt a sense of loss that cannot be described in words.

It was as if a voice came from the bottom of my heart: It could actually be more pleasurable.

If it were her, wouldn't it feel better?

When an absurd thought came to mind, Zhao Hongrun couldn't help but picture Mi Jiang's expressionless face.

"It's simply ridiculous!" Zhao Hongrun shook his head and threw this stupid idea away.

However, this is how people think. Sometimes the less you want to think of something, the more you will think about it and won’t let it go.

No, when he turned to look at Miss Su sleeping peacefully on the bed, Zhao Hongrun couldn't help but imagine, if she were that woman Mi Jiang, what would she look like in bed?

Shy? Angry? Or still expressionless as always, acting like a dead fish that can't move from beginning to end?

I'm crazy too!

Zhao Hongrun quickly suppressed a certain "horrible" scene in his mind, because it was really terrible, sleeping with that paralyzed, sinister, and uninteresting woman.

He patted his chest and tried to relax and not think about that aspect.

I have to say that this is the negative effect of super memory: even if it is just a picture in his mind, with his super memory, Zhao Hongrun can complete the fantasy picture and make it more real.

It becomes like something you have experienced yourself.

This is the same as when I dreamed about the imperial sister Princess Yulong.

That incident tortured Zhao Hongrun so much that it wasn't until Miss Su, who had had physical contact with him, subconsciously replaced Princess Yulong's position that Zhao Hongrun was freed.

But now, if he doesn't control it, he will also fall into another fantasy trap created by himself. The only difference is that Mi Jiang has replaced Miss Su's place and become a frequent object in his subconscious.

Empty your thoughts, empty your thoughts...

After reciting it several times in succession to no avail, Zhao Hongrun simply looked out the window at the night scene. The slightly cold breeze seemed to make his thoughts a little normal.

"Mr. Jiang, what are you doing standing at the window?"

It was not until dawn that Miss Su, who had slowly woken up, turned around slightly and was suddenly surprised to find that there was no Ai Lang beside the couch. She subconsciously raised her head and saw Zhao Hongrun sitting at the window leaning against the window lattice.

, I don’t know how long I have been there.

"Are you awake?" Zhao Hongrun turned around and asked.

Putting on a gauze dress, Miss Su walked up to Zhao Hongrun Yingying, snuggled into his arms, and said quietly: "What happened?"

"Why do you ask?" Zhao Hongrun asked doubtfully.

Hearing this, Miss Su's pretty face turned red, and she was squirming and speechless. After all, she felt that something was obviously wrong with Ai Lang last night. He was more proactive and domineering than before.

"Nothing happened, don't worry." Zhao Hongrun hugged her gently, and then, when his eyes saw Miss Su's graceful figure looming under her gauze clothes, he couldn't help but feel a little dry.

No wonder, after all, he had held it in for too long a while ago.

"Sleep a little longer?" Zhao Hongrun asked with a chuckle.

Miss Su lowered her head with shame, because the strange smile on the corner of Zhao Hongrun's mouth made her feel frightened.

After all, he was smiling like this last night.

"ah!"

As Miss Su suddenly stopped screaming, Zhao Hongrun hugged her up. He smiled evilly at Miss Su and walked towards the bed.

Seeing this, Miss Su suddenly became short of breath, and her whole body gradually became hot. She put her arms around Ai Lang's neck, and her delicate body trembled slightly.

Looking at her delicate appearance, Zhao Hongrun couldn't help but become excited.

That feeling of not having enough fun... must be an illusion, right?

Stroking Miss Su's hot and slightly trembling body, Zhao Hongrun murmured in his heart.

When he thought about it, with such a beautiful and gentle confidante at his disposal, how could he still not be fully satisfied?

"What's wrong?"

Miss Su seemed to have noticed something and asked doubtfully.

"No, it's nothing." Zhao Hongrun shook his head, then brought his head close to Miss Su's ear, gently licked her earlobe with his tongue, and said with an evil smile: "This time, it's you on top."

"Eh, eh?" Miss Su opened her eyes wide in shock, and her panicked look was even more lovable.

It's just an illusion, don't make a fuss. That green poison is just something to scare people...

Zhao Hongrun rested his hands on his head and felt the joy, and at the same time secretly told himself not to think too much.
Chapter completed!