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“…… Your Highness, this grate is not strong...... But it doesn't matter, I still have—" After saying that, she went to get another grate, and when she was done, she regretted it, and explained busily as she usually broke it, "...... Well, I didn't prepare a grate because I usually broke the grate teeth...... and then I found that the more I explained, the more powerless I became.

Childe laughed when he heard this, and took the grate, "I'll do it anyway, at least I won't comb out my teeth." ”

This sentence choked Chen Ling's mouth open, and there were three black lines on his head, the master was right, and the drinking was really wrong.

Childe picked up the grate and began to comb her hair seriously, starting from the ends of the hair, little by little finally combed her hair smoothly, during which she even squinted Chen Ling's eyes, and said in her heart how did she comb it for so many years? How can he comb his hair better than himself?

The long hair ran down her back, and he ran her hair behind her ears and saw the mole behind her ears.

It was indeed her, and he came here to comb her hair, just to see this mole.

Since she is Chen Ling herself, what is Wen Ren Xiao looking for? What's wrong?

Under the gentle candlelight, he looked at her face through the bronze mirror, her eyes were like autumn water, her face was crimson, her skin was better than snow, she was not a particularly beautiful woman, nor was she charming, she was occasionally a little heroic, and occasionally a little naughty.

It's a pity that her heart doesn't belong to him, and neither does her person.

Was that a coincidence? Is she a fine worker? After all, she hasn't really harmed herself for a while, and even stepped forward to save herself, is it really a show? Will acting take your own life?

Thinking of this, he was secretly laughing again, Zhongsun has no loss, Zhongsun has no loss, are you deceiving yourself? How long do you still want to lie to yourself? He took a deep breath and found that he was still willing to believe her for the time being, although she had concealed it from herself again and again, although she was a pawn of the enemy camp, she had sacrificed her life to save her after all.

His eyes were deep and gentle, and under the warm candle flame, Chen Ling was a little stunned.

He smiled and let himself be nostalgic one more time.

"Ling'er?" He put down the grate and walked up to her, her face was clean and pure, her eyes were bright, and her eyelashes were curled, so cute that he didn't think much about it anymore, and picked her up.

She exclaimed, the incident happened suddenly, her heart tightened, her hands tightly wrapped around his neck, he carried her a few steps to her bed, and gently placed her on the bed.

He reached out and gently ran the long messy hair around her ear, playing with his fingertips, his slender fingers touching her cheeks along her hair, and then resting on her lips, rubbing her delicate lips, and for a moment both of them thought of the kiss that day.

His eyes were as tender as water, leaning over and slowly approaching, the scattered black hair hanging down to her ears, he was getting closer and closer, she was shy, and even her body trembled a little.

His cool lips kissed her forehead, the tip of her nose, her head buried in her ear and kissed her ears hidden in her hair, the warm breath made Chen Ling only feel half of her body was numb, she closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her slender jade hand wrapped around his neck, he finally couldn't suppress himself, kissed her lips, the breath lingered with each other, if the warm breeze carried the smell of cotton wool on her face, his breath was like a distant fragrance of flowers, rubbing her face.

Her thin lips opened slightly, and a little lilac tongue fiercely invaded her fragrant mouth, robbing her of reason, and she seemed to see the golden sun, as if floating on the endless mountains, stepping on the soft clouds, and like a fierce flood beast, or like the raging waves of the ocean, which overwhelmed her.

The warm and wet little tongue lingered and did not want to leave, his hand wandered on her body, she kept trembling everywhere, his hand seemed to have a kind of magic that made her fascinated, she seemed to be standing in the clouds, soft, crispy, the little fragrant tongue with his entanglement, swaying, intoxicated.

The fair-skinned and slender jade neck, the delicate body, the eyes contain a pool of autumn water, the breathing is a little violent, the chest rises and falls with the breathing, the thighs are full and warm, the calves are greasy and slender, charming style, and the spring is boundless.

He didn't let go until she was breathless, his kiss was gentle and domineering, she gasped again and again, she was so ashamed that she didn't dare to look at him, she only felt that she was soft and had no strength.

Gongzi Wuqi frowned slightly, "Ling'er, look at me, have you been drinking?" ”

Chen Ling raised her intoxicated eyes, and it took a long time to remember that she was drinking, and she knew that she couldn't hide it, so she nodded.

Fortunately, he didn't ask, but said with annoyance, "The wine I promised you has never been fulfilled, and I don't seem to have fulfilled what I promised to Ling Er, Ling Er blames me?" ”

Chen Ling shook his head and hugged his hand harder.

She opened her eyes, her eyelashes trembled slightly, his face was close at hand, and she looked at his eyes seriously for the first time, one was inky and the other was brown, very beautiful, like two brilliant gems, which had been imprinted in her heart.

He looked at her, although he was reluctant, he still stopped his movements, yes, even if he knew that she was a fine worker, even if she was married to him, it would be natural for him to continue to do it, but he still didn't want to possess her like this, he hoped that one day, she would love him, and she would give herself to him sincerely.

He sneered in his heart, and was a little sad, perhaps, this is also delusional!

Ling'er, can I trust you?

He sighed secretly and said, "Ling'er, I still have some things to deal with, you have a good rest by yourself, I shouldn't come over again tonight." As he spoke, he kissed her lightly on the forehead.

"Huh?" It was as if a heavy rain suddenly fell on a sunny day, which poured her heart cold, "What is so urgent, and you have to do it yourself so late?" ”

"These two days will be very busy, tomorrow to enter the palace, you will go to the military camp to discuss, the day after tomorrow according to the results of the discussion, you will go to Yuzhou City, this trip is top secret, you will go to Yangzhou City, it is also top secret." After speaking, he kissed her forehead, frowned slightly, and said, "The stakes are very high, pay attention to confidentiality." ”

Chen Ling got up, saw that his clothes were messy, and his face was flushed again, so he was busy tidying up himself, and sorted out His Highness's curved robe, and combed his hair that was a little messy, his lips were a little red, and his eyes swept to his lips, and her neck was red.

Childe grabbed her hand without loss, put it on her lips and kissed it, "Have a good rest, I will send someone to inform you when I return home, and then you have to prepare your fruit plate to come and see me, I haven't eaten it for a long time." ”

She smiled lightly, "It's been a long time, but it's only been a few days." ”

"One day and three autumns, three years have passed, how can you not miss it." It's rare for him to be poor.

Chen Ling smiled, "Then Your Highness should also pay attention to your body, and you should also rest when you have time." Meals should be eaten normally. ”

"Well, wait for me to come back, wait for me to come back." As he spoke, he tapped her lips slightly.

The two talents are inseparably separated.

The moonlight shone quietly on the begonia tree, and the cool wind blew his messy mind, and he looked up, the moonlight was dim, and the night was quiet and quiet.

He muttered to himself in a low voice, "Ling'er, I'll give you another chance, don't let me down again." There is a bit of sadness, a bit of helplessness, and a bit of gloom in the heterochromatic eyes.