His deliberately teasing words made her face flush: "You, you... what are you talking about? Stay away from me, you pervert!"
"Well? Do you dare to say that this king is a pervert? It seems that if I don't give you some sex, you are despising my majesty. Let's see!" Ao Chen teased her all night, and kept tickling her armpits with his fingers.
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Ke'er jumped up like a loach when it encountered a frying pan: "Hahaha... no, haha... it's so itchy, Ao Chenye, you despicable person..."
Amidst the laughter, she gradually put all those unpleasant emotions behind her. Anyway, she couldn't solve the problem even if she suffocated herself to death, so she should pass first.
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At night, everything is quiet. The bright moonlight is interspersed in the stratus clouds. The intertwined light renders the clouds and mists in the night sky into a beautiful haze. The pure moon looks so calm at night.
Lonely, yet mysterious and fascinating.
"The candle shadow on the mica screen is deep, the long river gradually begins to glow with stars, Chang'e should regret stealing the elixir, the blue sea and blue sky are heart-warming every night... My heart is full of heart every night..." Ke'er sat in front of the window sill, looking at the tranquility in the night sky.
Under the bright moon, I sighed softly and recited this poem that moved many people with emotion.
Just as she was sighing, a pair of strong arms gently hugged her from behind and pulled her into a generous embrace.
"Why didn't I know that my little cutie could appreciate poetry?" A teasing voice fell from above his head.
Ke'er took a deep breath, and the familiar male breath filled her nose, warm and safe.
She unconsciously narrowed her eyes and leaned back, pouting slightly: "Have you ever heard of this poem? How do you know that I am appreciating poetry and not composing it?"
Would he, an ancient man from a different time and space, still know how to be a historical poet of mankind?
A low laughter overflowed from his mouth unceremoniously: "Hahaha, don't I know how much ink you have in your belly? How can you write such a beautiful poem with such a weak head?"
Hoho, if he didn't say it so viciously, how could he mean that she has no brains?!
Ke'er glanced at him depressedly: "I told you to stop looking down on others, please!"
Meow, originally she was a little intoxicated in such a cold and beautiful night scene, but with just one word from him, the whole atmosphere was ruined!
Some people are born to make a spectacle of themselves, such as the person behind you!
"Did I say something wrong?"
In response to her glare, Ao Chenye pretended to be innocent and asked back. His handsome and clear face, covered with a touch of moonlight, looked even more refined and refined, especially the nobility that naturally appeared on his body, blended in the holy moonlight.
Here, he is like a fairy son who dominates the world, making people uncontrollably feel a sense of worship and admiration.
Wait! Worship? Admire? Oh my!
She used her reason in time to stop her... lustful heart, which was about to fall apart, roar!
In order to cover up her embarrassment of almost being defeated by his dragon robe again, she pretended to be confident and said loudly: "Wrong! What you said is totally wrong!"
"Oh? May I ask where I went wrong?" His brows were frivolous, as if he was listening attentively. In fact, his brows were already snickering.
Tsk! Look at how his expression is so flat!
Unwilling to be reconciled, she spoke impulsively: "You are wrong in saying that I appreciate poetry. I am composing poetry, composing poetry! Isn't it okay that this poem was composed by me just now?"
The more I spoke, the louder I became because I felt guilty.
Li Shangyin, the great poet, please forgive me for piracy once. I promise it will only be once and never again. Please, please!
Ao Chenye looked at her dark eyes playfully, and the smile on her thin lips deepened.
He pretended to be surprised and raised his eyebrows: "Well? It turns out you wrote the poem. It's good, it's good, it's quite literary. I wonder what the name of the author of this poem is?"
Ke'er was stunned by the exaggeration in front of him, and blurted out triumphantly: "Li Shangyin...ah?! No, no."
When she finished speaking, she realized what stupid answer she had given! She reflexively covered her mouth and moved her dark eyes from side to side in embarrassment, not daring to look at him again.
Ho ho, he actually tricked her like this, he is an invincible evil man!
Seeing her embarrassment that made her want to find a hole to crawl into, Ao Chenye smiled mischievously and said, "Oh? It turns out the author of this poem is called Li Shangyin. I thought it was called Bai Ke'er."
Roar! He also deliberately laughed at her, hey, badly bad, but she couldn't find a word to "flat" him, and could only stare at him with sullenness and embarrassing.
In the end, she was so embarrassed that she gave it all and pushed him away willfully——
"I hate you. You don't love me at all. Get out of the way. My Prince Charming still knows how to love me! I'll still go find him!"
Hum, if you talk to him you will be pissed to death, but you are still dreaming, at least you can dream of a gentle and considerate Prince Charming.
"Prince Charming? Who is he?" Ao Chenye suddenly flashed in front of her and blocked her way. He stared at her seriously from a high position, his thin lips were pursed hard, and his eyebrows were raised into a hill shape. His face was serious, and he suddenly looked at her.
This so-called Prince Charming was very concerned about what he said.
Under his intimidating gaze, for some reason, Ke'er felt that his gaze seemed to be cannibalistic, which made her shrink her head in fear, but she was unwilling to give in, so she bit the bullet and continued to break——
"Prince Charming is a gentle and considerate good man. In short...he is better than you!" She only dared to whisper the last sentence in a low voice, not daring to let him hear it. Well, his majestic expression now made her very happy.
I dare not speak loudly.
Meow meow, he deserves to be a king. The expression on his face is so scary that people don't even dare to say anything.
However, no sound could escape Ao Chenye's ears.
What kind of Prince Charming is better than him, the majestic king of a country? How can he be better than him?!
His handsome face tightened even more, his eyes stared menacingly into her soul, and he asked jealously: "How do you think he is better than me? Is he your old lover? Where is he now?"
If you know where that Prince Charming is, he won't mind sending someone to assassinate him immediately!
A heavy and cruel gloom formed on his handsome face.
Ke'er was startled, which really shocked his dark face.
He, he...should he be so fussy about a Prince Charming who only appears in daydreams??
But why?
Could it be...
She carefully observed his expression. Why did he look like he was...jealous?
Yes! He must be jealous! Otherwise, why would he hold on to "Prince Charming", hehe!
When she understood, she couldn't help but laugh: "Ha... Ao Chenye, are you jealous?"
Ke'er's eyes rolled and she stared at him mischievously.
Haha... I didn't expect that this arrogant and confident handsome man's jealous expression is really extraordinary. Just looking at it makes me feel very good.
Ao Chenye made her feel uncomfortable looking at him, but he refused to let her evil gaze succeed, so he tried his best to brush off the rotten expression that inadvertently showed on his face.
Jealous? His majestic Dragon King would be jealous? It’s hilarious!
Absolutely not!
So, he coughed slightly to express that he was a little thirsty, then pretended to be nonchalant and walked to the soft couch, pretending to be leisurely and leisurely, he picked up the hot tea and took a sip, pretending to be nonchalant: "My dear, this tea is very good."
It tastes good, would you like to take a sip?"
As he spoke, he raised the cup and handed it to her, shaking the cup in a gesture, and the fragrant tea flavor rippled out along the whirlpool.
Seeing that he didn't continue to ask "Prince", Ke'er curled her lips and sat down together, staring at his handsome face with calm eyes, pulling her lips apart forcefully, and discussing with a smile:
"Ao Chenye, if you ask me again who Prince Charming is, I'll tell you, okay?"
She really wanted to see his jealous expression just now again.
"Since you want to say something, then go ahead and say it, I'm listening." Ao Chenye looked attentively, causing her smile to fall immediately.
What? It’s like he’s giving her face by being willing to listen!
Meow meow, let her satisfy her female vanity.
She exhaled heavily angrily, stared at him with almond-shaped eyes, and glared at him again. He still looked carefree and painless, and even his movements of drinking tea were so elegant and leisurely from beginning to end.
Hey, if you don’t ask, I won’t ask, and she won’t say anything!
Ke'er puffed up her cheeks angrily, turned away her head, and told him clearly that she was very unhappy now.
Pouring another cup of fragrant tea, Ao Chenye raised his thin lips slightly, turned to her with soft black eyes, raised his eyebrows, and smiled secretly: "My dear, do you want some tea?"
"No." Ke'er refused angrily.
Just when Ao Chenye wanted to speak, the palace maid came and said, "Wang, Princess Yangxi and Aunt Mei want to see you."
"I got it." Ao Chenye waved the palace maid away, and then pushed the filled cup of tea in front of Ke'er with a smile.
"My little cutie, you have a drink now to relieve your anger, but don't choke. I'll be right back."
He stood up, walked around to her, lowered his head and kissed her forehead, with a flawless smile on his handsome face.
Ke'er saw him turn around and leave. His snow-white clothes were elegant and elegant, highlighting his slender figure.
After struggling for a while, she called out to him: "Ao Chen Ye."
Almost immediately, he stopped, a flash of light flashed across his handsome eyes, and he looked back at her with tenderness, but that tenderness did not reach his eyes. There was... a compelling depth in his eyes.
Looking at his doting smile, which did not reach her eyes, Ke'er only felt a gloomy wind blowing out of his eyes and blowing straight towards her, making her tremble.
So cold and gentle...
She was so gentle that she... really wanted to beg for mercy and say: Please don't be so gentle to me!
She rubbed her arms and couldn't hold it in anymore under his gentle gaze. She rushed to him with a thud, raised her head and looked at him: "Ao Chenye, Prince Charming is just like what your actors play."
You're a handsome young man, not an old lover, just an actor, um... an actor."
Hearing her explanation, Ao Chenye calmly relaxed his heartstrings,
He lowered his eyes to look at her, with a deep smile hidden in his eyes and an expression of understanding...