I looked out the window and saw that it was still dark, but it was already the fourth watch.
Feng Jingyun was tiredly summoned by Sleepyhead.
After a long conversation all night long, she had already leaned on him.
He picked her up horizontally, put her on the bed, and carefully took off her shoes and socks, just like he had done it many times before, with extremely skillful movements.
Although she looked calm on the face, she was actually deeply moved and filled her chest.
He has supreme power and the status of an emperor, but he is willing to help her do things that men in this era think are only done by subordinates.
"From the time when you were the Shang King... to now, even if you become the emperor," she lightly opened her red lips, "you have never changed."
"No." He placed her shoes neatly on the ground, "When I met you, I was not the Shang King. Not only was I not a prince, I was also a devil in the eyes of the world. The court would not tolerate it, the emperor would not tolerate it, and the world would not tolerate it. With
When people like me are together, they will either be used against me, or they will be accidentally killed and persecuted."
He looked at her with eyes full of pity, "You are the only one who doesn't care about my status. Even Jun Youqi, who was blessed by nature at that time, you didn't even care about. Jingyun, I am so lucky to be able to win your heart.
"She silently helped him straighten up and regain his title of Sword King, fed him to drink her blood, so that his cold body had body temperature and a heartbeat. She even ignored her own life and still jumped off the cliff with him...
He knew that she had done too much for him.
She also stretched out her hand to undress him, and naturally took off the mask from his left cheek and placed it on the short table beside the bed, "Because you are worth it."
His heart, as cold as a thousand-year-old glacier, was instantly softened by the heat, and was surrounded by a feeling of happiness. "Jingyun..."
The left eye socket was empty without the eyeball, but the red eyes on the right contained a mist of emotion. He stretched out his arms to wrap her in his arms and pulled the quilt up.
Facing his mutilated face that was uglier than a demon, there was no trace of disgust in her eyes, as if she was seeing just a normal face.
Her reaction reassured him and made him fall deeper and deeper into the abyss of loving her.
Her little face was pressed against his flat and strong chest, listening to his heartbeat, which felt very peaceful. He was the most dangerous person in the world. She had never felt warmth from any man.
Not even Murong Che, who was willing to disappear for her.
He was the only one who made her feel warm several times.
She firmly believed that even if he betrayed everyone in the world, he would never betray her.
There was silence for a while.
His cold and gentle voice sounded in the darkness, "Still not asleep?"
"I'm very sleepy. I don't know why, but I can't sleep."
"How about..." His big palms moved around her body, and his breathing became thicker.
She grabbed his restless hand and said, "Someday, I really don't want to do that right now." He would do strenuous exercise with her every chance he got, and she couldn't stand it now, "Cover the quilt and just chat. Okay?"
He tried hard to restrain his desire to rise, and his body stiffened, "Okay."
"Do you know why I can't sleep?"
He shook his head.
"Because I can feel that you have something on your mind. Tell me, what are you worried about?"
He was surprised by her attentiveness, "It turns out... the first time I got you, it was actually a trap set by you to get back at Jun Youqi and make him think that you were pregnant with his child."
"Are you worried about this?" She thought it was a big deal.
