Meng Ying swallowed her saliva and said: "Business... business?" She hid her complicated thoughts. With Chu Jiaoli here, how should they do "business"?
Beigong Tengxiao raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "Meng Cairen, what can you do for me?"
Meng Ying came back to her senses and looked at him subconsciously, but immediately lowered her head the moment their eyes met. She pinched her sleeves nervously and whispered: "As long as His Highness needs it, I will... I will...
Willing to do anything."
"Very good." Beigong Tengxiao still stared at her incomprehensibly, until her back was sweating, and then he said, "Kneel down."
Meng Ying was stunned for a moment, but she didn't know what made him unhappy again, so she hurriedly knelt down, not daring to express her anger.
Beigong Tengxiao lifted up the thin quilt, lay down on the bed, and said: "Tonight, you will take the fan and fan myself and the princess."
Hearing this, Meng Ying almost dropped her jaw. She looked down at her knees on the cold ground and the two people sleeping comfortably on the bed. She said in disbelief: "Your Highness... I, I am here to serve you."
To sleep."
Beigong Tengxiao glanced at her and said, "I'm going to bed with you. I'm going to bed with you. What's the problem?"
Meng Ying was immediately furious. After all, she was also the third daughter of the Meng family. How had she ever been so angry? She held back the flames, bit her lips, and said in a voice as soft as a mosquito: "I am not...
Maid..."
"Hmph." Beigong Tengxiao snorted coldly and said, "I don't like strangers approaching me. The Crown Princess bathes and changes clothes for me, combs my hair and shakes a fan, and asks you to serve me. How dare you feel wronged?"<
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Meng Ying secretly cursed, how could she be compared with that vulgar country girl?!
"If you don't want to, if it's Li Cairen, you don't have to live in Ningxue Pavilion."
As soon as these words came out, Meng Ying turned pale with fright, frowned and said with a bitter look on her face: "I am willing... willing..."
After saying that, she could only obey the instructions, open the delicate folding fan, and raise her hand to fan Beigong Tengxiao.
After less than five fannings, her usually noble arms were too tired to lift up. After a long time, she dared to ask tentatively: "Your Highness, how long will I continue to fan you?"
Beigong Tengxiao twirled a strand of Chu Jiaoli's black hair, played with it around his fingertips, and said in a lazy voice: "Come to me and sleep, and then you can retire."
Hearing this, Meng Ying's eyes lit up, she gritted her teeth, endured the pain in her arms, and continued to fan herself.
However, Beigong Tengxiao never closed his eyes. A quarter of an hour later, he sometimes kissed Chu Jiaoli's face, sometimes touched her neck, and even gently took off her clothes in front of Meng Ying.
Collar and kiss her shoulder.
"Hmm...Hu Zha..." Chu Jiaoli frowned slightly and murmured while half asleep.
Meng Ying was so angry that she was shaking all over, and her fan speed slowed down because of the soreness in her arms.
Beigong Tengxiao frowned and said dissatisfiedly: "It's very hot."
If you didn’t hug Chu Jiaoli so tightly, she wouldn’t be so hot!
Meng Ying looked at the folding fan in her hand, and it turned out that Beigong Tengxiao meant this... This was clearly not a gift given to her out of love!
She lowered her head to hide the tears she was about to shed because of her grievance. Bei Gong Tengxiao had no intention of sleeping. She just looked at the two of them behaving affectionately until dawn with her red and dry eyes.
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After a sleepless night, Beigong Tengxiao was not tired at all. He put his arm under Chu Jiaoli's head, gently pinched her cheek with his other hand and said, "Little lazy cat, it's time to wake up."<
