Ziyou's voice trembled slightly, obviously he hadn't calmed down from the impact of the perspective just now.
Ningyue was startled. It turned out that he saw Yun Shuizhuo
"What are Yun Shuizhuo doing with that woman?"
Ning Yue was a little surprised. He dared to linger with that woman in the villa openly?
"Just...talking"
Ziyou said, when he heard the sound of someone putting on clothes behind him, Ningyue fastened her belt and then walked forward.
"How do you know I'm not in the room?"
Ning Yue became even more curious. She remembered that she locked the door.
Ziyou blushed and felt even more embarrassed...
"I... couldn't feel the princess's breath, so I looked in from the window."
He lowered his head and slowly followed Ningyue, so nervous that he didn't know what to say.
"Just now... I didn't mean to see it, I was... afraid that something might happen to the princess."
Ningyue's face was also burning hot. She was looked at by a man who was her bodyguard. How could she not be embarrassed?
"It's okay, just pretend you didn't see anything."
Ningyue said lightly, her face even redder.
Thinking of Chongjian, my heart feels a little sad
She decided to go back the next day
No matter where she goes, she doesn't want to see Chongjian again. It doesn't matter if she walks around, then returns to the palace, picks a man at random, and attaches it to her!
Anyway, a relationship of more than ten years can be ruined in one day, wouldn’t it be the same if you find someone you love deeply?
Ziyou followed, feeling extremely uncomfortable. How could he pretend he didn't see anything?
How could he? That glance seemed to have settled his whole world, and his heart was still beating wildly. If he didn't still have some sense, he would probably pounce on the princess and take her away...
The love surging in his heart was so strong that it made him have the urge to go crazy.
Ningyue walked outside the wall of Zhengyue Villa, jumped up the wall, and jumped into the Villa
Ziyou and Ningyue then took a few steps and suddenly stopped.
I saw Chongjian sitting on the stone chair opposite, drinking wine. When he saw Ningyue, he looked at her in surprise.
Thinking that he was dreaming, Chongjian rubbed his eyes, but still saw Ningyue walking towards him, and behind her, there was Ziyou. Ziyou was holding Ningyue's clothes, dripping with water.
Ningyue moved her lips, but couldn't utter a single word.