As soon as she walked in, her eyes quickly moved to the sleeping man on the stone platform.
The stone platform was surrounded by flowers that she had arranged by herself. She hoped that he would be able to smell the fragrance of the flowers as soon as he woke up and feel better.
She slowly walked to the stone platform, bent down, lowered her head, and reached out to touch the man's smooth and white face.
It had to be said that the man in front of her was the most beautiful man she had ever seen.
She has seen many beautiful men in her life, but they all have more or less flaws. Only he is the most perfect and domineering.
His eyebrows are picturesque, with soft ripples on his sharp eyebrows, and a row of eyelashes that are long and thick, like crystal brushes, slightly curled and slightly curled, and a few toothpicks can be placed on them.
His lips were bright and narrow, with a crystal luster on them, as bright red as peach petals.
The whole person sleeping there looked very noble and sacred, like a god, and no one dared to blaspheme.
She slowly lowered her head, reached out to hold his big hand, and pressed a slow kiss on his lips. The kiss was so long that she forgot about time and herself.
After a long time, she stood up from his lips and touched the corners of her lips in recollection. Unexpectedly, she could do what she had never been able to do.
She kissed him, yes, and for a long, long time.
Although it was a kiss like a dragonfly touching water, it was enough.
At this time, Lianyu had already walked in with a calm face. As soon as she came in, she said to Fengcang: "Holy girl, the prince will wake up soon, how should we tell him?"
Feng Cang's beautiful eyes shot out a sharp cold light, coldly directed at Lian Yu, "How do you say you still need to be taught by me?"
Lianyu lowered her eyelids and said hurriedly: "I understand."
Just after she finished speaking, the eyes of the man on the stone platform began to tremble slightly, and the fingers held by Feng Cang also began to move.
As soon as Feng Cang sensed it, he immediately approached him and said with a gentle and innocent face: "Wuyou, are you awake?"
Chu Wuyou felt as if he had slept a lifetime. He slept so deeply and felt dizzy.
As soon as he woke up, before he opened his eyes, he grabbed Fengcang's hand tightly, holding her like a treasure, "Changle, are you still there? You haven't left me, right?"
God knows how afraid he is of Changle leaving him. He has been having nightmares in his dreams, dreaming that Changle has left him and left.
She also dreamed that Changle was very indifferent to him. She hated him for taking her body by force. He told her that she didn't love him, turned around and left without mercy.
As soon as Feng Cang heard those words of Chang Le, his originally surging heart instantly became cold.
After being poured a basin of cold water on her, there was already a trace of spiteful hatred in her eyes.
Who is Xu Changle? How can a little warrior compare with her?
However, she made the prince so distressed. She had never seen Chu Wuyou look so helpless. His words and expression were clearly afraid of Chang Le leaving.
He is an insecure man. Doesn't he have confidence in Xu Changle?
It just so happened that his preconceived sense of security fell into Lian Yu's trap.
"I, I'm not Changle, Wuyou, I'm Cang'er, your Cang'er." At this time, Feng Cang sat on the edge of the stone table with a warm look on his face, and stretched out his hand to gently caress the man's eyelids.
As soon as he heard that it was not Chang Le, Chu Wuyou's eyes had already opened. As soon as he opened his eyes, he immediately looked towards Feng Cang and others.
When he saw Feng Cang sitting in front of him and her people guarding outside, he quickly looked around.