"If my uncle, who had no chance at the beginning, had come back and was determined to carry you into the auditorium, would you really kill him with one stab, aunt?" Yuan Qing asked eloquently, still dispelling the crazy idea of whether it was intuition to impregnate Hu Yuening.

Wang Yi was stunned, she had thought about this problem herself for so many years, but after all, marriage was related to two families, and they were helpless at that time; The situation cannot be compared.

"Not really, but it's not possible to actually marry him. When he comes back, I'll run away. She said with some emotion.

"Well, there's no other way around! What a pity! Yuan Qing sighed in frustration.

When he came back to his senses, the sound of water in the bathroom just stopped, and after a while, Hu Yuening opened the door and walked out wearing one of his white shirts and a bath towel wrapped around it.

Looking at her guarded appearance like a wolf, Yuan Qing smiled bitterly in his heart, but said on his lips: "You are cold? ”

"Huh? What the? Hu Yuening was highly nervous at this time, and he was afraid that the eldest prince of Yuan would turn into a wolf of "Yunding" and pounce on him in the blink of an eye...... So as soon as Yuan Qing suddenly spoke, she was obviously not in a state.

"I'm asking you if it's cold? Look you still wrapped in a bath towel to come out. Yuan Qing repeated it again.

"Oh, it's not cold, just get used to it!" Hu Yuening tightened the bath towel on his body, although he wore Yuanqing's shirt inside, but he didn't know if it was a psychological effect, and he always felt unsafe in his heart......

After that, Yuan Qing didn't ask anything again, as if he was extremely tired and closed his eyes, and continued to half-lie on the concubine's couch and close his eyes to recuperate. Seeing him like this, Hu Yuening was also happy, she moved to the big bed as lightly as possible, she chose the side outside, isn't it closer to the outer door, safe!

Lifted the quilt and got in, ready to start reading the novel on the phone for a while to pass the time, she had already made a quilt from the closet of the suite, she and Yuan Qing drilled a quilt by themselves, without interfering with each other and with a high safety factor, proper.

For a moment, the shadow of the candle shook gently, and the red sleeves added fragrance. I don't know how long it took, Hu Yuening's eyes gradually became heavier, and her jaw was sleepy little by little, but Yuanqing never said that she was sleepy, and she didn't want to go to sleep first. But when she got to the back, she couldn't stand it anymore, she squinted at Yuan Qing on the chaise longue with a pair of misty eyes, but found that he was also looking at her.

Because she was so sleepy that she could barely open her eyes, Hu Yuening couldn't see Yuan Qing's expression clearly at this time, anyway, she didn't care about this, "I said, Young Master Yuan, rest early, you still have a head injury." ”

Yuan Qing lowered his head, narrowed his eyes again, and said lightly, "Xiao Ning'er, if you are tired, go to bed first, don't worry about me, I am used to sleeping until a little bit." ”

"Oh," Hu Yuening didn't say any more kind words, dimmed the bedside lamp, put down the pillow leaning on his waist, and officially lay down to sleep.

Squinted a little for a while, Yuan Qing stretched his slightly stiff body, looked at his watch, it was almost twelve o'clock in the night, and then he got up and went to the bathroom to wash and prepare for bed.

After carefully taking a combat bath, Yuan Qing only wrapped a bath towel around his waist and came out, but found that Hu Yuening had fallen asleep, he chuckled, and then softly came to the other side of the bed, and the bed curtain swayed lightly, and gradually returned to calm. The steady breathing of the two intertwined like two silent streams colliding. At this time, there is only a dim aisle light left in the suite, and the orange light warmly inspires people to sleep.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the spring breeze is rising, and everything is silent. Above the treetops that faintly reveal the tender buds, there is a crescent moon hanging in the distance, arched by thousands of bright stars, like an eternal lamp in this dark night, accompanied by the good sleep of thousands of households.

Yuan Qing opened his eyes suddenly, and the dark light in his eyes, which were darker than the night, reflected the disbelief on his face.

On his lower body, at his thigh, a hand crept over.

The fingers were slender, slender, soft, and full of heat. It ran along the outside of his thighs and finally stopped at the base of his thighs.

Yuan Qing's heartbeat gradually became a little uncontrollable, and he looked sideways at Hu Yuening. She was sleeping soundly with her eyes closed, but her brow was slightly raised, as if something was uncomfortable.

It can't be a desire for dissatisfaction, right? Yuan Qing was taken aback by this idea, but at the same time, there was a faint indescribable excitement in his heart.

Hu Yuening's fingers curled, scratched at the base of his thigh, paused for a moment, and scratched again.

Yuan Qing was tickled for a while, and that itch went all the way down his legs to the top of the lungs, all the way to his throat. He swallowed unconsciously.

Holy, it's really itchy.

And the one who did it still didn't know it, and his subordinates scratched even more happily.

Yuan Qing had no choice but to clasp Hu Yuening's hand. A thought flashed through his mind, so he grabbed her hand and put it on her own lap, Hu Yuening grabbed it a few times, and finally quieted down, his brows stretched, and he fell into a deep sleep.

Wow, sure enough, she had an itch on her leg, but she was confused and scratched the wrong one. For a while, Yuan Qing couldn't cry or laugh. After breathing a sigh of relief, he closed his eyes again, but this time he couldn't sleep anyway.

The blood in his body seemed to be heating up, clamouring to boil. Although the hand on the lap has left, the feeling of being caressed there remains, lingering. If only her hand had moved up an inch......

Once this crazy idea arises, it can no longer be suppressed. Yuan Qing controlled himself not to think about it, but he couldn't help but think about it. If her hand moves up an inch, it touches ......

Feeling the obvious changes in his body, Yuan Qing couldn't cry or laugh again. Since he became an adult, he has never been inhibited or indulged in sexual affairs, this kind of thing is the same as eating, he goes to eat when he is hungry, and it is good to eat eight points full. So he rarely has a desire to be dissatisfied, and now he has such a big reaction when someone touches his leg, and he himself feels very surprised.

Breathing and breathing, Yuan Qing tried to calm down, but in exchange for his little brother rising higher.

No matter how rational a man is, when the blood on his body roars to the lower half of his body, the string that directs his actions will also shift downward. No matter how strong Yuan Qing's self-control is, he is still a man. What's more, he has always been used to doing whatever he wants.

At this time, his eyes darkened, and he looked at the person next to him who was sleeping soundly. And that person still slept soundly, and he didn't even know what good things he was eating in a dream, so he actually smacked his lips. In her sleep, Hu Yuening completely forgot the idea of constantly reminding herself when she woke up that she must not sleep to death in the past.

Yuan Qing sat up, reached out to the back of her neck, and pressed Hu Yuening's sleeping acupoint a few times, this is a unique job of his Yuan family, and it is said that his grandfather's grandfather learned it from a generation of Chinese medicine powers. Then, he grabbed Hu Yuening's hand and covered it between his crotch......

Inside, the dim light is still unconscious, warm and scorching, but the bed curtain, which has been silent for a long time, suddenly shakes, like a silver-white waterfall, constantly flowing and churning, splashing with bursts of heavy gasps, lingering.