There was a lot of noise outside, but Xiu'er and Xiaoyu didn't dare to come in and disturb them, so they had to stand outside and wait for the princess to wake up.
However, because most of the guests in this inn were Ting Qingyu's concubines and guards, the noise returned to calm after a while.
The sky was gloomy, the snow had stopped, the branches of the trees were stained with snow, and some places were covered with ice, crystal clear. The small stone road was covered with a thin layer of snow, leaving crooked footprints of pedestrians.
"Why, are you still sleeping?"
A magnetic voice rang in her ears. Ting Qingyu didn't want to open her eyes yet. The voice seemed to be coming from a very far away place. In a daze, she thought it was the voice of a male art teacher at the university.[
Ting Qingyu once had a crush on a male teacher. The teacher was good-looking, but his skin was not very good and pimples appeared from time to time, but it added a bit of charm and cuteness to his still young face.
Teacher Na Luo is talented and is the crush of many girls. He has a very gentle personality. No matter how the students treat him, he treats them equally and never accepts gifts from students. The impression he gives to Ting Qingyu is that he is gentle, upright, funny and cute.
Be evil when you should be evil, be gentle when you should be gentle... Hey, now that I think about it, my heart still feels sour. I was planning to attack Teacher Na Luo, but I didn't expect that I would end up in this hellish place in a hot air balloon with my best friends.
Suddenly, a cold wind invaded his body. Ting Qingyu screamed and opened his eyes suddenly.
What's wrong? Did she kick the quilt off?
But in the morning light, she saw a person standing in front of the bed holding her warm quilt, but there was nothing on her body.
hateful!
Ting Qingyu jumped up and sat up, staring at the person in front of the bed with some displeasure, "Chuoluo, why did you come in? Without my princess's order, you are not allowed to step foot here again. Do you understand?"
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The young man curled his lips, threw the quilt back to her, and smiled evilly, "Chuoluo is the princess's personal guard, so entering the princess's boudoir is a matter of course. What's more, the princess has always been so generous, allowing others to treat her.
There is skin-to-skin contact, Chuoluo just reminds the princess to get up, that is just a smaller thing, right?"