Yao Cen responded to this somewhat crazy kiss with some ferocity. The two of them pressed their lips together, twisting and turning, and their tongues penetrated each other's mouths, stirring randomly, as if they were trying to disrupt their own breathing.
Eager, such a desire!
Yao Cen's body leaned desperately against Zi Yingluo, as if he wanted to blend into her body. He knew who this kiss belonged to, and he knew that the person who kissed him was none other than the one who caused him pain.
A woman who feels numb but still can’t forget.
Their lips finally separated, and both of them breathed a little quickly. Zi Yingluo took Yao Cen into her arms, said nothing more, and walked outside with him in her arms.
Yao Cen lowered his head and buried himself in this soft embrace. His heart suddenly felt at ease. The heart he had been carrying for the past few days also relaxed, and he gradually fell into sleep.
Zi Yingluo gently carried Yao Cen to her house. The moment she opened the door, she was startled again. She saw that the room was full of men covered in gauze, twisting their waists and running towards her. Zi Yingluo hurriedly
He hugged Yao Cen and walked out, called the housekeeper, gave her a severe lesson, and told her to get rid of all the men. He then moved to another room and put Yao Cen on the bed to sleep.
The housekeeper was a little confused. She was the one who wanted people, and she was the one driving them away now. But when she looked into Zi Yingluo's indifferent eyes, she swallowed all her complaints and felt that it was really her.
's mistake.
When night fell, Zi Yingluo opened the door. The room was quiet. Only her own shallow breathing echoed in her ears. There were fine dust dancing in the air. Zi Yingluo closed the door gently and walked away.
After going in, when she walked to the inner room, the figure sitting by the bed caught her eye.
I saw him sitting blankly, with a little mist on his face.
"Cen'er..."
Hearing the voice, Yao Cen looked at Zi Yingluo. After looking at it for a while, he finally called out in a low voice, "Princess..."
Zi Yingluo knew that he still had the shadow of that night in his heart, so she walked a few steps quickly and arrived in front of Yao Cen. Yao Cen raised his little face and looked at her. His chin was unusually tapering and his cheeks were a little protruding. Zi Yingluo's eyes scanned her carefully.
Looking over Yaocen's face and body, I felt a little dry in my throat, "How did you make yourself so thin..."
He stretched out his hand and groped carefully on Yao Cen's little face. Yao Cen's hands suddenly grabbed Zi Yingluo's hands and held them tightly. He stood up, stretched out his arms, and threw himself into Zi Yingluo's arms again.
inside.
"Princess, are what you said that night true?"
Zi Yingluo knew that what he was asking was about "Zi Yingluo", she had no choice but to laugh softly, hugged his body tenderly, full of heartache, and rubbed his black hair over and over again, taking everything into consideration.
She told him the story, but she didn't say that she was from another world. She only said that someone was pretending to be her.
Yao Cen looked at Zi Yingluo with wide eyes, stretched out his hand to wipe away the uncontrollable tears, "Great!" It turned out that those ugly words were not what she said.
After a while, Zhu Sheng's muffled voice came out, "Princess, I didn't recognize that person was not you... Will you blame me..."
Zi Yingluo's red lips curled up slightly, and she touched her black hair with her hand, "No..." How could she blame any of them? This kind of thing is incredible, and only Leng Ye would be so sensitive.
Go ahead.
Yao Cen's body trembled, his face lifted from Zi Yingluo's arms, his big black eyes sparkling, "Really?"
Zi Yingluo nodded, pressing her warm lips on Yao Cen's face, "Really, I don't blame you at all. It's just that you made yourself so thin, and I feel sorry for you."
Yao Cen's big eyes flashed suddenly, and a bright light flashed through his eyes, staring closely into Zi Yingluo's eyes, "Princess... Since you don't blame me, you... you want me, okay?"
Zi Yingluo's expression was a little stiff, and she didn't speak for a while. A hint of hurt suddenly flashed across Yao Cen's face, and she retreated from Zi Yingluo's arms. "I knew you were still blaming me!" Yao Cen turned around.
She stood up, her voice was a little choked, and Zi Yingluo's eyebrows furrowed fiercely. Listening to Yao Cen's words, she felt a little unbearable and a little pity in her heart.
"I really don't blame you..."
"If you don't blame me, you'll want me! You want Wu Huanjun, Bai Fangjun, the prince, Liyuan Fangjun, and Wuchen Fangjun, but you don't want me..." Yao Cen's voice was filled with emotion.
A little choked up.
Zi Yingluo was stunned. How could he be so clear about these things about himself?
Looking into Yao Cen's light black eyes, I wanted to find a hole in the ground and burrow down.
"I know, I'm not good-looking and gentle, and now that I'm so thin, I'm even uglier. It's fair for the princess not to like her..."
"That's enough, don't say any more!" Zi Yingluo interrupted Yao Cen's words with a low voice, turned his little body around, and saw the clear tears on his face, and the tears seemed to flow into her heart.
, which also made her mouth feel a little more bitter.
"How could I dislike you? In my eyes, you are the most beautiful just like them. I'm just worried about your body, afraid that you won't be able to bear it..."
"I can!" Yao Cen said suddenly, and his little face turned red all of a sudden, like a bright red apple, which made people want to take a bite. Yao Cen stared at the ground with a red face and a bewilderment.
I felt waves of heat gushing out from my cheeks. It was really shocking that he said such shameless words!
Yao Cen gritted his teeth and raised his red face suddenly, which was mixed with shyness, uneasiness, determination and bravery. Those black eyes shining with crystal light were like bright stars, which made Zi Yingluo look a little distracted.
"I can do it. I want to be a real princess like them..." Yao Cen's voice became softer and softer as he spoke. At the end of the sentence, his whole head hung low on his chest. Zi Yingluo's eyes were filled with confusion.
Warmth, looking at the shy little man in front of her, a heat wave suddenly surged in her heart, clamoring to flood her whole world.
Stretching out her arms, she hugged the shy man in front of her into her arms. Feeling the trembling of Yao Cen's body, Zi Yingluo slowly lowered her head, breathed into his ear, and whispered softly, "I broke my promise that night.
Your promise will be replenished now."
A bright red color spread to Yao Cen's earlobes and neck, with an alluring color. Zi Yingluo lowered her head and pressed her red lips against it, rubbing it carefully along the pink color, and Yao Cen's body moved.
I trembled, small pimples appeared on my skin, and I felt that my body suddenly became soft.
Zi Yingluo stretched out her palms to firmly hold Yao Cen's slender waist, supported his almost limp body, and carried him to the bed. Yao Cen lay flat on the bed, with a red face and tight eyes.
She closed her eyes tightly, her eyelashes kept trembling, and her hands nervously clenched into fists on both sides of her body. Seeing this scene, Zi Yingluo felt infinite love and compassion in her heart.