"Ah, what are you doing, Beichenyan! Stop, stop, stop, stop, hahahaha..."
Ling Xiyue's voice begging for mercy came from the royal study room, causing the guards outside to look at each other and suppress a smile, and then stood up straight in a serious manner, as if they had not heard anything.
The so-called snake hits seven inches, and a person pinches the vital part. If anyone knows Ling Xiyue's body best, it is of course Beichenyan. The big palm is swaying... and the people in his arms are in chaos even before they move...
A puddle of water.
Don't get me wrong, he was scratching the itch, pressing the little ball in his arms and kneading it until it was begging for mercy.
Who would have known that Ling Xiyue was not afraid of the sky or the earth, but was afraid of tickles.
This makes people couldn't help but have an idea...
When I was confronting this female devil, I just realized that no one could get an advantage, so I just went to scratch her. However, if I thought about it more carefully, the consequences of using this method might be more serious, because if it were someone else, it might not even have happened.
If you touch her, your hand will be broken immediately!
So in summary, it still depends on the person.xdw8
Only Beichenyan can deal with her...
"Haha...Okay, okay, I was wrong." Ling Xiyue rolled in the man's arms, laughing with tears in her eyes. Finally, she hugged his neck and hung on him tightly, pouting her red lips.
, "Yan, I was wrong, I was wrong, please forgive me!"
She used her special trump card: acting like a baby.
Bei Chenyan stopped and said, "Should you compensate me?"
"Compensation? What compensation?" Ling Xiyue, who had just been liberated, smiled so much that her cheeks turned red, and she didn't notice anything strange at all.
Seeing the blushing and silly look of the little woman in his arms, Bei Chenyan's breathing suddenly tightened a few degrees. He smiled, and his voice was as hoarse as when he first woke up from a long sleep, saying word by word, "You said
Woolen cloth……"
Facing the man's increasingly dark eyes, it's like a wild beast is gradually recovering and waking up...
Ling Xiyue's pupils trembled momentarily, secretly thinking that something was wrong!
"Ahhhh..."
"Fuck you, be gentle! Be gentle!"
A louder scream than before rang out in the imperial study room.
The two guards guarding the door looked at each other again, turned their eyes silently, and looked at the sky.
The flowers are blooming and the moon is full. The night tonight is really charming.
An hour later...
The moonlight shines into the hall from the exquisite and luxurious hollow windows, blends with the lights of the glazed jade lamps, and reflects ambiguously on the soft jade brocade couch behind the dragon-patterned case.
Ling Xiyue was as tired as a dead dog. She collapsed on the soft couch. She was covered with clothes that had been broken into several pieces, only covering half of her delicate body. Her exposed white shoulders could be clearly seen.
One can see crimson finger marks crisscrossing the area.
This shows how intense the battle just now was.
"Beichenyan, you beast..."
The weak voice was as breathless as a thread.
And the beast in her mouth was sitting next to her like a human.
He was half-dressed and half-dressed, leaning lazily on the soft couch behind the dragon table. He held a pen in one hand and opened the notebook in his hand, reading with an indifferent expression, and a faint smile on his lips.
, with long dark red hair hanging down her shawl, looking like she had eaten a lot.
"Beichenyan, you beast, you want to kill me!" Ling Xiyue said again, her voice a little louder, and she said viciously and without realizing it, but she still sounded weak.
The man finally said something, glanced back at her, and said with a hint of a smile: "I am the one who did the hard work, so why are you shouting?"
Ling Xiyue didn't give in to the torment, but she almost got angry, "Are you still a human being?"
"Really? Didn't you try it just now?" Bei Chenyan smiled back.
Ling Xi Yue suddenly...
The most important thing is that after this man manipulated the beast, he could still sit there calmly and continue to do things as if nothing happened. It was really annoying.
I have to say that the physical strength of men and women is really obvious at certain times.
Bei Chenyan chuckled, put down the pen, pulled the little guy who was a mess into a ball of mud, put his head on his lap, took his robe that had been left aside, covered her body, and said softly, "Go to sleep quickly.
, I’ll have to wait a while.”
"Well..." Ling Xiyue was indeed so tired that she didn't even want to lift her eyes any more.
She pressed her cheek against the man's leg, rolled around like a sleepy little kitten, found the most comfortable position, and then fell into a deep sleep.
It was already late at night. Ling Xiyue had nothing to do, so she came to watch the memorial with him. She had already started to doze next to him, but she didn't want to be dragged through all the trouble. This tiredness made her sleepy.
However, this emperor is indeed not that easy to be. At this hour, the moonlight by the window is slanting to the west, and the various reports, memorials, secret reports on Beichen Yan's desk... show no signs of weakening at all.
But fortunately, he is not alone.
Bei Chenyan's eyes fell on the face of the peacefully sleeping little woman on his lap. The cold and charming face slowly revealed a soft and extremely soft smile, just like the sunshine reflecting on the lake, blowing against the face of the March wind, melting away.
That layer of ice and snow that remains unchanged for thousands of years.
There is no other feeling in this world that can make people feel warmer and more at ease than this.
The girl's furry head rested on the man's lap, and her entire cheek was almost buried in his arms. Only a small white face was exposed. The light and shadow passed through her small fan-like eyelashes and cast a shallow shadow under her eyelids.
Just looking at someone's sleeping face quietly like this, it's as if he owns the whole world. This should be how Bei Chenyan feels at this moment.
The man's slender fingertips came down and brushed away a strand of hair that fell on the side of her face, as gently as if he were handling a fragile treasure.
Those dark red pupils were overflowing with tenderness that could not be seen at other times, as if they were about to drip out of water, and now they were fully revealed.
The man stroked her head and slowly followed the satin-like hair, "Yue'er, have I ever told you that the luckiest thing in my life is meeting you and falling in love with you.
I can love you."
As if she had a telepathic connection, Ling Xiyue moved slightly.
Bei Chenyan smiled silently, took back his hand, and continued to read the memorial.
At this time, I don't know what I saw. The man's brows, which were originally gentle and full, suddenly fell with frost, shrouded in clouds, and were covered with a layer of frost in an instant.
Glancing down at Ling Xiyue, who was sleeping peacefully on his lap, Bei Chenyan folded the memorial and threw it to the corner next to him. He then picked up a pile of reviewed memorials and placed it at the bottom.