Setting out the next day, Feng Danning refused to follow Feng Danyuan even to death.
Wei Zi didn't have the strength to fight anymore, so she wanted to sleep as soon as she got on the carriage.
Feng Danyuan saw her eyes closed and couldn't help but said, "Are you sleepy again when you just got up?" Still don't want to talk to him?
Wei Zi said angrily: "My shoulders and back have been hurting all night. I haven't slept well. I need to catch up on my sleep."
When Feng Danyuan heard this, he immediately became nervous: "Does it still hurt?"
"Su Nian gave me medicine and the pain is gone, but I'm very sleepy. If you want to chat, go find the Third Prince." The meaning was very clear: don't bother her, she wants to sleep.
Leaning against the wall of the carriage, Wei Zi fell into a deep sleep.
Feng Danyuan frowned, sat sideways next to her, reached out and tapped her sleeping point, stretched out his long arms and pulled Wei Zi into his arms. Carefully avoiding the injuries on her shoulders and back, he found a place for her to
Sleep peacefully in a comfortable position.
Afraid that she would be cold, he took the blanket on one side and wrapped her tightly.
Pulling back the curtains, he told Feng Su, "Make the carriage move slower."
Feng Danyuan lowered his head to look at Wei Zi. There were dark shadows in her eyes, and he couldn't help but regret in his heart. If he had known, he would not have teased her last night, which kept her awake all night.
Looking down from the shadow, there is a straight nose, and under the nose, there are pink lips like cherry blossoms.
The pink lips were slightly open, revealing a bit of white teeth.
Feng Danyuan stared at it motionless, feeling as if he was bitten by ants, itching unbearably.
His slender fingers touched her soft lips, and his fingertips felt numb. It was like drinking poison to quench his thirst, and he felt even more uncomfortable.
Finally, he couldn't hold it back anymore, lowered his head, gently took his pink lips in his mouth, and kissed her gently.
"Brother——"
The curtain of the carriage was opened, and Feng Danning's excited face suddenly appeared. However, after seeing Feng Danyuan hugging Wei Zi and kissing him, his excitement suddenly froze as if a basin of cold water had been poured on him.
Feng Danyuan glanced at him coldly.
Feng Danning suddenly came back to his senses, put down the curtain wisely, and quickly disappeared.
Feng Danyuan was like a thirsty traveler in the desert. Once he tasted the water, he couldn't let it go anymore. He touched Wei Zi's nose with his nose, his red lips opened slightly, and he kissed her lips again
flap, tossing and sucking.
The hand holding her couldn't help but tighten, but thinking about the injury on her shoulder and back, he didn't dare to use force, so he could only use more force on her lips.
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When Wei Zi woke up, it was already afternoon.
I turned my neck and it didn't feel sore at all. I slept well and woke up naturally, feeling refreshed and full of energy.
It's strange that sleeping on the plane didn't have this effect on her. Could it be that the bumpy carriage in ancient times also has a massage effect?
Seeing Feng Danyuan across from her with his eyes closed, she felt even more strange: from the time she went to sleep to the time she woke up, he didn't say a word? Didn't he think she ignored him? Why, how cruel was she to him last night?
After a few words, he obeyed and said nothing?
How is that possible! Who is he? Feng Danyuan, who walks sideways in the palace!
Feeling so hungry that her belly pressed against her back, she couldn't think anymore, so she stuck her head out to signal Feng Su to stop the carriage and go find Su Nian for dinner.
When Wei Zi got off the carriage, Feng Danyuan opened his eyes and the corners of his mouth slowly raised involuntarily.
I was afraid that she would be hungry, so I untied her sleeping hole. Fortunately, she went to eat by herself, forgetting that there was another person in the carriage.
But it doesn't matter, he was quite full just now.
only--
You can't do this kind of thing too often. After all, he is a hot-blooded man. He has a warm and fragrant soft jade in his arms and just kisses and hugs him. How could he be able to bear it?
Wasn't she too careless to notice that his sitting posture was unnatural?