I forgot how long I had been soaked in the water. I only knew that the root cause of the cold poison fell upon me when I woke up.
There were a few faint traces of tears on his pale face, falling on the corners of his lips. In the sunshine where he was born, his smile was bitter and sad.
His cold eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the somewhat helpless woman in front of him. Even Yehua fell into a trance for a moment. These stories had been hidden in his heart for who knows how long, but it turned out that he felt so happy when he told them out.
I don't know whether it was sweat drops or tears that fell on the corner of Hua Xuanji's mouth, with a little bitterness stimulating her taste buds. She turned her head slightly, her messy hair covered a large area of her face. For some reason, Hua Xuanji didn't dare to raise her head at this time.
Dare to look at the man in front of me who looks so proud at all times.
Until now, he is still hiding under the mask woven by his self-esteem, and the miserable life experience is faintly spit out from his cold lips. If it were not for the bitter and salty taste, Hua Xuanji would have thought that he was talking about it.
Something that had nothing to do with him.
Hua Xuanji felt at a loss as if tiny insects were biting her heart. She even regretted what she said at the beginning, "She is still a child, why did you treat her like this? Weren't you a child? You
Was it the same when I was a child?"
It turns out that he was even more miserable when he was a child.
He tilted his head slightly, his hazy eyes met his cold eyes, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.
There seems to be something silently opening up in my heart, but I can't explain why.
He could only point to the window awkwardly, and smiled like an idiot: "It's dawn."
As he said that, he slowly moved around and bent down to pick up the clothes on the ground.
Unexpectedly, Ye Hua also reached out his hand, touched him twice, and was stunned again.
Hua Xuanji felt that her face was burning again.
He raised his head in panic, and pretended to be right with Yehua again. They were eye to eye, nose to nose, face to face, and mouth to mouth.
Therefore, all the subsequent plots fell into place naturally and naturally.
Yehua lowered his head, stretched out his hand to hug Hua Xuanji's waist to his side, and kissed her directly with a strong masculine aura. The tip of his tongue swept across the lips, then he pried open his teeth and got in, holding the sound in his mouth.
An exclamation that won’t be able to be exported in the future.
Different from the domineering behavior every time, from shallow pecks to deep sucking, from shallow sipping to deep entanglement, I wonder if it was because of the weird feeling in her heart just now. After a while, Hua Xuanji's curved arms were already around her neck, and her body was limp.
Leaning in his arms.
"Bang bang bang." The wooden door was suddenly knocked several times. "Your Majesty, Miss Wanyao is back."
Hua Xuanji was stunned for a moment, suddenly woke up, pushed Yehua away, randomly picked up her clothes and put them on her body.
While secretly regretting it, he pursed his lips tightly and his face turned red from suppressing it. The sharp teeth and sharp mouth he had before had no effect at all at this moment.
Yehua remained expressionless, dressed calmly, and asked calmly outside the door:
"What do you say about the Prince's Mansion?"
"Back to the prince, the princess told the prince that Empress Xuanji was ill. The prince didn't react much. He just entered the room of empress Xuanji and hasn't come out yet."
"Yes." Yehua hummed lightly, and regardless of whether Xiaojiu heard it or not, he took care of his clothes and left slowly, as if nothing had happened.
As the door creaked shut, Hua Xuanji poked her head out from under the layers of clothes and breathed in the fresh air. However, her heart still felt like there was a stone pressing down on her.
When I think of that gentle kiss, the close contact last night, my face can't help but turn red from the bottom of my ears, and my heart beats like a deer.
There was still a faint scent of mint on the bed, and Hua Xuanji suddenly became delusional. If Xiaojiu didn't come, what would happen next?
Hua Xuanji suddenly felt a little lost.
In the past, whenever I was with him, I would always hate him infinitely, or I would find ways to escape. I wished I could take the object from the prince's hands as soon as possible, and leave with Qing Ge as soon as possible.
But now, my heart feels empty, and I don't know why.
The Kirin incense burner under the bed was still sending out a hazy fragrance.
After hearing Wanyao's name and leaving her so quickly, Hua Xuanji felt that she was still too worried.
I put on my clothes listlessly, my legs were a little numb after being pressed by him all night. Damn it, why are you so heavy?
Hua Xuanji was just about to get out of bed and shake her legs when the door was knocked again.
"Who is it?" Hua Xuanji responded listlessly, with a little dissatisfaction. However, after saying this, Hua Xuanji regretted it, because the person who walked in was the person she had been thinking about all day and night, even in her dreams.
They can all call out names.
"Qingge." Hua Xuanji exclaimed in surprise, rubbing her eyes as if in disbelief. Regardless of the soreness in her calves, she ran up quickly and hugged Qingge tightly in her arms.
[A classmate of the author has something to say: I shouldn't have chewed the chicken neck... I'm allergic to it...]