According to this man's style in the past, shouldn't he have told himself to go away with a dark face?
Looking at his almost perfect profile, Yin Luzhu raised his hand and gently covered his forehead.
I don’t have a fever either. What the hell are you talking about?
Ji Yanchen didn't seem to see the shock on Yin Luzhu's face. He lay down on the bed naturally and then asked Yin Luzhu.
"Aren't you sleepy? Why aren't you sleeping yet?"
He pursed his lips and said, "Don't you know whether men and women can kiss each other?"
Ji Yanchen closed her eyes silently, "Are you scared?"
"Ha!" Yin Luzhu sneered and overflowed his red lips, "I was afraid that you would be afraid!"
After saying this, Yin Luzhu simply lay down on the bed.
Feeling the person suddenly coming in under the quilt, Ji Yanchen froze.
Ji Yanchen held his breath and did not dare to move. He seemed to hear his own thunderous heartbeat, which came from time to time, like the roar of war drums.
"Can you go in a little bit? I'm about to fall."
Ji Yanchen didn't say anything, but silently shrank inside.
Yin Luzhu followed inside as if he was taking advantage of the situation.
Then he put a foot on Ji Yanchen's body.
The latter suddenly sat up from the bed. He glanced at Yin Luzhu who was sleeping beside him, got out of bed without saying a word, came to the table, poured a cup of tea and drank it quickly.
Yin Luzhu didn't care about him, closed his eyes and fell asleep.
Within a moment, Yin Luzhu fell into a deep sleep.
Ji Yanchen held the teacup in his hand tightly. He looked up at the sleeping person on the bed, and the corners of his lips suddenly faded into a slight arc.
This person...
It's really cute.
I thought this night in southern Xinjiang would be a sleepless night, but Yin Luzhu miraculously slept well.
Ji Yanchen stood up and came to the bedside. He looked at the sleeping person on the bed. Her long eyelashes were pouring down, and her red lips were slightly open. She looked unspeakably cute.
Ji Yanchen's eyes gradually darkened. Who would have thought that the most stubborn disciple in Yin City would be a woman.
This woman is not inferior to the men in the court.
People have inexplicable expectations, hoping that she will create a dominance of her own.
Leaning down, Ji Yanchen's slender fingertips gently traced her eyebrows and then her slightly opened red lips.
This person somehow finds it interesting.
……
That night, Ji Yanchen stayed up all night.
When it was just dawn, there was a knock on the door.
Ji Yanchen opened the door and looked down at Qingluo at the door, "What's the matter?"
Seeing his evil look, Qing Luo blinked her eyes in confusion.
Not only did she disturb his sweet dream, but she actually looked like she wanted to eat people.
"What's the matter?" Ji Yan asked in a deep voice.
"Is the Crown Prince inside?"
|"Yeah."
"Your Majesty is about to wake up. I have to ask the Crown Prince to come over."
Hearing this, Ji Yanchen frowned again, "She's in there."
Without saying a word, Ji Yanchen took a long step and walked out.
After taking a look at the direction he left, Qingluo quickly ran in.
Looking at Yin Luzhu who was sleeping soundly on the couch, Qingluo tugged on her arm and said, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty!"
Opening a pair of hazy sleepy eyes and looking at Qingluo in front of him, Yin Luzhu said: "What's wrong Qingluo?"
"Your Majesty is about to wake up. Your Majesty, please go back quickly."
Hearing this, she sat up a little irritably, "This King of Southern Xinjiang is really an old man!"
