As a low-grade horse, I am in a good mood at the moment.
Because after Hanyang finished talking about this plan, Xia Yan could no longer remember the bad things I had done before, and instead stabbed Hanyang with his spear.
"Among the opponent's three horses, which one do you think is the superior horse? Which one is the average or inferior horse? Do you know? Do you know who the opponent will put on the field first?"
A series of questions left Han Yang dumbfounded. She looked at Xia Yan in confusion: "I..."
"Stop talking to me about the issues of superiority and inferiority, go back to bed immediately!" Xia Yan's patience, which he had been holding back for a long time, finally ran out, and he slammed the table hard, scaring Hanyang so much that he quickly ran away.
Before leaving, he was very considerate and helped us close the door.
Xia Yan stood up angrily, and I quickly tiptoed to go to the bedroom next door to rest. Suddenly, my waist was wrapped by an iron arm: "Where are you going?"
"I...I'm going to wash up and go to bed!"
Xia Yan looked at me motionless, as if he was quite dissatisfied with my answer.
"Then let me help you wash up first, and then I go to sleep?" I suggested in a low voice.
He still didn't speak,
I gritted my teeth and said, "How about we take a shower together and then I go to bed?"
"Don't you have any more sunflower water?"
"ah!"
After answering, Xia Yan continued to survey with a threatening look.
I gritted my teeth and said, "Let's wash together and sleep together?"
"Okay!" The answer was crisp and clear, not forced at all!
"..."
Beside the white marble bathtub, I was wrapped in a sapphire-colored brocade quilt and cautiously stretched out my feet to test the water temperature.
Xia Yan sat in the bathtub, looked at me coolly and said, "Come down!"
The night before the wedding, Momo from the palace told me a series of boudoir secrets. In case I didn’t understand, she gave me a booklet to study on the road. Although I had never experienced the joy of boudoir, it was theoretically possible.
I have mastered all the knowledge.
But why am I so nervous when it’s really about to happen?
Xia Yan unexpectedly grabbed my ankle and pulled hard. I screamed and fell into his clutches.
"Why are you shaking?" Xia Yan looked at me inexplicably.
"I have a shadow on the pool!" I replied holding his neck tightly with both hands.
"Are you afraid of water?"
"No, it's not!"
"Then why are there shadows?"
Xia Yan took me close to the shore, spread my legs, and let me sit astride him, while he leaned comfortably on the shore.
"Are you sure you want me to tell you this way?" I pointed to our current situation.
He was sitting on the carved steps by the pool, half of his body buried in the water, and I was sitting astride his waist. The water directly reached my neck. If I said something wrong, I don’t know if this guy would directly press down on me.
Throw my head into the water and let me fend for myself.
"Is that what you want to say?" As soon as he finished speaking, he grabbed my waist and turned me over suddenly, pressing me against the wall of the pool. Our positions were suddenly reversed, but my posture of spreading my legs was not the same at all.
Change.
"..."
"This posture is not bad!" Xia Yan suddenly approached me and symbolically nudged me with his lower body.
"Still...just keep the same posture as before!" My face instantly turned red.
After that, we changed back to the same position as the first time. I sat astride him and said slowly: "This shadow mainly comes from that night. Do you remember? I assassinated you that day!"
