"Ling'er, my good Ling'er, you are my heart, I..."
Because of Qi's murmur, the prince passionately kissed the little person in his arms. Seeing that she was helpless under his kiss, her pretty face blushed, and was covered with a touch of rouge shyly. She became even more charming and charming.
He loved this little man, his spirit, to death.
Is this a dream? This is not a dream
But in the following time...
Until the two of them were exhausted, sweating profusely and hugged each other and fell into a deep sleep. Her last consciousness was that the man looked at her tenderly and lovingly with his originally sharp eyes.
"Yinqi, call me Yinqi."
"Yinqi." she called
"Ling'er, you are my Ling'er, do you know that?" When the man said this to her in a domineering tone, he was looking at her with a pair of tender eyes.
"Yinqi, I am your Ling'er." She subconsciously repeated his words, and the next moment she was in his arms, falling asleep deeply. She was really exhausted. Let's talk about anything tomorrow.
Ling'er, who is it? Why did he call her, is it his Ling'er? She doesn't know, she is going to sleep...
It was dawn, and the morning light was spreading in the mountains. Basil woke up with the chirping of birds, and she slept in a thicket of flowers in the mountains.
However, this black cloak actually exists.
That man is gone.
He really doesn't care about her.
Would a nobleman care about a slave's chastity?
She is really crazy and talking in her sleep.
It's time for her to go back.
If you are late, you will be punished.
Nothing seems to have changed in her life, only her state of mind has changed.
For three days, Penghao sat blankly in front of the embroidery frame, only immersed in embroidering and not saying much. This made Fence, the roommate, always worried.
"Sister Penghao, if you have something on your mind, tell your sister. We are all slaves and there is nothing to hide."
"Sister Lizi, me?"
Penghao wanted to say something, but in the end nothing came out. Tears flowed down her face.
"Don't cry, sister, tell me something. As slaves, tears are the lowest."
"Sister, I just feel uncomfortable. It's nothing."
In the end, Penghao didn't say what was on her mind.
How could she say that?
I said it would only make Sister Lizi worry. It was useless.
However, her heart was really sad.
The two of them had their own worries and didn't fall asleep until late at night.