The scent of jasmine flowers in the room mixed with the ambiguous breath filled the tip of my nose. When Tang Ange's hand touched the huge scar on my leg, I subconsciously dodged. After all, every woman hopes to have a perfect life.
The flawless body and the scar on my leg were the places where I felt most inferior when doing that kind of thing with Tang Ange. Although, he also had indirect reasons for the formation of this scar.
But the more I hid, the more Tang Ange wanted to catch me. Finally, he pressed his legs against my knees to prevent me from moving. He gently touched my scars with his palms. His movements were filled with distress, and he asked me if it still hurts? Is that okay?
I said sorry.
Tang Ange's voice was hoarse due to the heat in his body. If I hadn't known that Princess Jinyang was still awake outside the door, I wouldn't have been able to hear clearly what Tang Ange was saying.
"It's okay, it won't hurt if you press it lightly." I didn't expect that my voice was as hoarse as Tang Ange's, and my words were muddy, but his hand kept touching my wound, as if caressing it.
A very cherished thing, I twisted my leg to prevent him from touching my scar, and whispered:
"Don't touch it. The new growth will make your hands rough and it will itch."
Tang Ange looked at me and suddenly laughed, with a look on his face as if he had grasped my handle. He stretched out his hand and pressed his knuckles against my chin, leaning against me less than twenty centimeters away.
Place, deliberately distorting my meaning, asking me where is the oxygen?
Damn it, I knew that Tang Ange would never be a good light as long as I asked for something from him or he fully understood my thoughts. Previously, when he understood all my thoughts and kept doing random things to me, I finally got rid of him.
Zhen, now that I took the initiative to ask for him this time, he must have thought that I was too empty.
However, it is indeed the case.
Perhaps because of my youth, this kind of thing can become addictive. People who don't know will never know how good it is. Once it gets deeper, it becomes uncontrollable, just like taking drugs.
Of course, I couldn't say those shameless words in front of Princess Jinyang. I could only use my movements under the quilt to tell Tang Ange how much I missed him.
All the strong storms and rains poured water on me when I was about to dry up. I was like a seed buried deep in the ground. Under the wind and rain, I freely enjoyed the watering of the rain, allowing me to thrive.
Tang Ange's back was covered with scars one after another from my scratches. It hurt, but the feeling of pain was wonderful. The more times my nerves were tense under Tang Ange, I would also be tired, and my whole body would feel as if
It was a dying little yellow croaker. Tang Ange liked the softness of my body very much. When he held it in his arms, he wanted to rub it hard and feel bad for it.
I couldn't listen to so much anymore. I was so tired that I felt sleepy. The thin blanket under me was wet and a bit sticky. I wanted to move to a drier place to sleep, but I couldn't move Tang Ange on me, so I had to give up.
, and fell into a deep sleep. Being hugged tightly by Tang Ange, I had a very fragrant dream, which was also real outside the dream.
I was woken up again by the sound of birds chirping in the morning. When I opened my eyes, I looked around and saw that Tang Ange hadn't woken up yet. His long and soft eyelashes were stacked together. Except for a few strands of hair that I had messed up, all of them were gone.
It was laid softly on the back of his head. He had already put on his pure white undergarments, and the blanket underneath him had also been changed. Even my lower body was dry. Maybe he took me to the bathtub to wash me after he finished last night.
Bathed all over.
Looking at Tang Ange sleeping with his eyes closed, I think of the scene where I saw the people of Yanzhi Town shed their skin last night, and I feel a little chilly. Thinking of Tang Ange also peeling off his skin like this, I don't know why, but I always feel that he has endured too much alone.
I can't help but feel distressed. I really want to hug him, touch his face, and ask him if it hurts?
I leaned over and nibbled on the tip of Tang Ange's nose, feeling extremely loving. My attitude towards Tang Ange made me wonder if my old love had rekindled. I didn't want this to happen, so I was about to get out of bed.
, at this time, Tang Ange's eyelashes trembled slightly, opened his eyes, looked at me, and asked me why I got up so early?
"I want to make breakfast by myself, and I just wanted to ask you if there is anything you want to eat in particular. Although I know you don't like what we people eat."
"Porridge." Tang Ange didn't hesitate, said it directly, and sat up:
"I want to eat the porridge you cooked. I remember that you cooked porridge for Little Concubine Yang every day last year. I'm used to the smell and want to eat it."
"Okay, I'll do it, just wait for me."
As soon as I finished speaking, Tang Ange hugged me, buried his face in my neck, and said to me:
"Cuiwei, promise me you will never leave me. Don't worry, as long as I can tell you something, I will definitely tell you."
"Well, this is what you said. You must tell me. Well, I promise you that I will always be with you."
My words undoubtedly gave Tang Ange a dose of calming medicine. He took a long breath and rubbed me tightly into his arms. If I hadn't excused myself and said I was hungry, he might have fallen deeply in love with me.
He might turn into a tiger and chew me up again.
When I got out of bed, I saw Tang Ange's clothes on the hanger. I didn't like to see him wearing such a dark color, so I asked him if this was the clothes Princess Jinyang asked him to wear.
Tang Ange thought for a while, then raised his head, patted the bed next to him, and called me over.
I walked over and sat next to Tang Ange, raising my head and looking at him doubtfully. Tang Ange smiled and tapped my forehead, brought his face close to me, and said softly to me:
"I already know where the princess is, but the yin energy there is very strong, and there are also many evil spirits under Little Concubine Yang. If I dress brightly, I will be recognized at a glance."
"You mean you found where the real Princess Jinyang is?" I looked at Tang Ange in surprise.
"Well, but you can't tell anyone about this, including Bai Qiuyuan. And I can't tell you where Princess Jinyang is now. Because the situation can change at any time, I can't control the overall situation. Also, this
Princess Jinyang, I am related to you by blood. Last time I smelled the smell on the puppet doll’s hair, which was the same as the smell I smelled in your bathroom. In order to make you leave me, Little Concubine Yang sent her
They came here and wanted to take advantage of the brother-sister relationship between me and Princess Jinyang to make you angry and achieve the result they wanted. Fortunately, you can forgive me and come back to me."
All previous misunderstandings have now collapsed under Tang Ange's explanation. Grandma indeed hid the real Princess Jinyang, and she deliberately wanted to fake Jinyang to piss me off. She was probably afraid that I would help Tang Ange find her.
Jinlong, join forces with Tang Ange to deal with her and Princess Jinyang. If I hate Tang Ange deeply, it will be different. I will never help Tang Ange again, and she can sit back and relax.
But why did grandma hide Princess Jinyang? It was her fault that stripped Princess Jinyang's face thousands of years ago, and Princess Jinyang died with hatred. She is not afraid that Princess Jinyang will understand all this.
Will she be cut into pieces?
Tang Ange looked at me for a while, then reached out to touch my face. He couldn't hold me enough, so he pulled me into his arms again. This has almost become a habit.
I know he loves me very much, but no matter how much he loves me, he can't get rid of the fact that while I am his lover, I am also his flag to fulfill his long-cherished wish. Judging from the current situation, he should be looking for a golden dragon soon.
With Little Concubine Yang here, the journey to find Jinlong will definitely not be so safe. In fact, I really want to know what kind of tone Tang Ange will use to ask me to help him do this.
"Brother Tang, breakfast is ready. Please ask Sister Caiwei to come out to eat."
I was surprised that Princess Jinyang would make breakfast for me when I came back, and this was even after she saw me and Tang Ange having a tumultuous relationship last night? If she were standing next to me, I really want to ask her
Did your brain break?
Tang Ange responded, still grabbing the dark-colored clothes on the hanger and putting them on carefully. In fact, his posture when putting on clothes was very nice, unhurried and unhurried, as if he was doing something beautiful.
, but when I see him wearing this outfit, no matter how beautiful his movements are, I can't arouse any interest, because this outfit was prepared for him by Princess Jinyang.
After washing up with Tang Ange, there was a large bowl of white porridge and several dishes of side dishes on the table. As expected, Princess Jinyang knew Tang Ange well. She knew what Tang Ange wanted to eat. Tang Ange explained it clearly to me, and she didn't
Again avoiding the taboo, he smiled at Princess Jinyang and asked her how she knew she wanted to drink porridge too? Then she jokingly asked me if I could give him a few bites to taste later. I was mixing the porridge in the bowl slowly.
Blow slowly to cool down.
Princess Jinyang didn't seem to have thought that Tang Ange wanted to drink too, her face changed a little, and she took the bowl from Tang Ange in a panic, put it in my hand, smiled and said that this was served for me, she was the one who meant it to me.
Then she turned to Tang Ange and said that if he also wanted to eat, there was still food in the kitchen. She went to the kitchen to bring it to Tang Ange.