This last guess made her face turn red immediately.
From the corner of his eye, Yu Wenhao could see the change in the expression on her face. When he saw her suddenly blushing, his heart seemed to be hit by something, so soft that it was almost sore.
She clenched her hands unconsciously, using too much force, and Yuan Qingling couldn't help but let out a cry.
He quickly let go, "I'm sorry, did it hurt you?"
Yuan Qingling put her hands back on her knees, raised her lips slightly in embarrassment, and said, "A little bit."
"Does it still hurt?" His eyes were burning.
Yuan Qingling shook his head, "It doesn't hurt anymore."
"Oh!" He glanced at her hand on his knee and hesitated whether to hold it again.
I moved my hands several times, but in the end, I put it on the side calmly. I lacked courage and did not dare to hold it again.
Why was Xu Yi driving so smoothly today? In the past, it was always bumpy and swaying.
What a useless thing.
Yuan Qingling suddenly leaned her head on his shoulder and said quietly: "I'm a little tired, please let me lean on him."
The top of her head was pressed against his face, and the fragrance of her hair penetrated into her nose. He immediately sat upright, with his spine straight, and his hands naturally rested on her shoulders to hug her closer, "Like this,
Would it be more comfortable?"
"Yes!" Yuan Qingling said, holding the clothes behind him with her other hand, moving it in small pieces, and finally, holding his waist, she buried her whole body in his arms.
Yu Wenhao's breathing suddenly became rapid, his brain was congested, his head felt hot, and he bent his head down.
Like a spark of fire, it can quickly start a prairie fire. This passion explodes and is out of control.
Yuan Qingling felt that she was about to suffocate, her heart was beating fast, sparks were flying, and they were exploding in her blood, just like fireworks.
She took the initiative to wrap herself around his neck and pressed her body close to him. She couldn't deny that she loved this level of intimacy.
He hugged her tightly and took a deep breath before saying hoarsely: "Yuan Qingling?"
Yuan Qing buried her face in his chest, holding on to the clothes on his chest, breathing lightly, "Yeah."
"Yuan Qingling!"
"Um!"
The kiss was pressed again, and the carriage was filled with layers of heat.
If the carriage hadn't arrived at the gate of the palace and stopped, I'm afraid Yu Wenhao wouldn't be able to control himself.
Xu Yi opened the curtain and saw that both of their faces were burning red. He couldn't help but be startled, "Is it so hot? Princess, your collar is open."
Yu Wenhao was furious, "Damn Xu Yi, turn your face!"
Only then did Xu Yi react and turned around suddenly, his heart pounding. The princess's neck was so white.
Yu Wenhao hurriedly helped Yuan Qingling tidy up her clothes and trimmed her hair. Everything looked dignified and elegant, as if nothing had happened just now. Then he said to Xu Yiyi in a hateful voice: "I've been fooling around all day. I don't know what to do. I'm going to do it tonight."
Copy the four words "property, justice, integrity and shame" a thousand times."
Xu Yi was extremely wronged. He didn't mean it. Who knew that the princess was so hot inside that she pulled open her collar? Moreover, he was not the only one who saw it. Didn't the prince also read it? Why didn't the prince copy it himself?
It's all the princess's fault.
Yuan Qingling received Xu Yi's sad eyes and burst into laughter, "You really deserve it!"
Duobao wagging his tail and rushed out to greet Yuan Qingling. After not seeing him for a day, it felt like it had been three autumns. His head pushed hard against Yuan Qingling's thigh. Yu Wenhao wanted to kick her, but he was afraid of dogs and couldn't afford to offend her.