Jiu'er pulled out the hosta from Leng Ning's hair, and her black hair suddenly fell down like a waterfall, covering her shoulders and back. When she met Jiu'er's burning eyes from the side, she naturally understood the clues and hurriedly moved away.
Looking around, he said, "Actually, I'm a little worried. Xue Qingsong is still in the Xixia Camp. If he speaks out to stop He Lanzhong, there may be flaws in this plan!"
"Don't worry!" Jiu'er sat up, reached out to hook her chin, and gently raised her face to look at him, "I have already ordered Mr. Baicao to burn their food and grass, and I saw them move back to the court with my own eyes.
Go back to Dali!"
"What about your poison? Mr. Baicao is not here, you..." Leng Ning wanted to say something more, but Jiu'er's lips had already come over and kissed her cheek gently, "Little thing, you can't escape this time."
Got it!"
"Who's escaping?!" Leng Ning pretended to be calm and teased, "Am I still afraid of you, a loser who has lost all his inner strength?!"
"Making fun of me?!" Jiu'er used a little force and threw her down on the carpet in front of the couch. "In a moment, I want you to beg for mercy in front of this good-for-nothing like me!"
Leng Ning instinctively raised her hand to push him away. Thinking of the golden needle on his chest, she quickly retracted her hand for fear of hurting him.
At this time, Jiu'er had already pressed her on top of her with a proud smile, "Why, I can't bear to leave?!"
His clothes were wide open, and there was only a thin layer of night clothes between him and her. She could clearly feel his fast heartbeat and the slightly warm temperature of his body. Even if he was as cold as her, she could not help but feel it.
Her cheeks were red, and she turned away from him. She looked at the door with some worry, "What if someone breaks in?!"
"In order to wait for you, I have already ordered all the guards to leave the hospital. There is only Anfu downstairs. He will not come up even if I call him to death!" Jiuer straightened her face again and spoke domineeringly,
"From now on, don't think about anything else, just look at me!"
"Sure enough, being an emperor is different, even his tone is so domineering?!" Leng Ning pursed his lips slightly, threw out the handkerchief and extinguished the light on the table, and closed his eyes slightly, "I don't want to look at you!
"
Jiu'er chuckled and didn't say anything more. He just slowly approached her lips and kissed her gently.
He knew that although this stinky girl was tough, she was actually shy.