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Wen Ying's body couldn't help but stiffen, and after a long time, she nodded and said, "Okay." ”

The prince took her hand and kissed her fingers one by one, and said softly, "It's cold at night here, I'll go back and have someone bring you a stove." ”

"Okay."

Wen Yingsu didn't look up at him. She knew his eyes were hot, and she knew he wanted her to be more enthusiastic about him, but she couldn't.

The prince smiled and turned to leave.

Wen Yingsu came out to see him.

He walked very fast, and the tall and straight figure disappeared into the weeping flower gate in a short time.

Wen Yingsu turned around and entered the house, only to realize that the room was so deserted without him. Wen Yingsu leaned her head against the window, silently thinking about his kiss, his voice, his eyes, and the warmth on his body, all as if they were still there, and she blushed again.

How did it come to this? This was not what she wanted at all.

However, when he kissed her and hugged her, she did feel full of happiness in her heart, and she reacted to everything about him, which she could not deny no matter how she paralyzed herself. How should she face her heart?

Wen Yingsu lay on the windowsill and cried bitterly.

About two quarters of an hour later, the prince sent for her a stove and a few plates of freshly made snacks.

Wen Yingsu lit a fire with the stove, ate a few snacks, and then went to bathe.

This night, after taking a bath, Wen Yingsu stood in front of the mirror for the first time and looked at her body/body.

Despite all the troubles of life, this body is as beautiful as a masterpiece of God. She looked at her face in the mirror again, which had both the delicacy of peach blossoms and the elegance of lotus flowers, and was as beautiful as this body.

Her pain intensified instantly.

If she didn't look like this, without such a body, things might be much easier.

The kiss marks on her neck and face were still faintly visible, and his burning breath seemed to be in her ears, and Wen Yingsu closed his eyes in pain.

After half a cup of tea, Wen Yingsu opened her eyes, reached out and took the clothes from the hanger and put them on, then she took out a pair of scissors from the drawer and sat back in front of the mirror.

If she ruthlessly ruined this face, would he let it go?

Anyway, when she turns into an ugly bastard, at least he won't like her as much as he does now, right?

She looked at the sharp scissors in her hand, and with a slash of her heart she wanted to slash across her face.

Suddenly something came at her in the midst of the lightning, and she was so startled that with a shake of her hand, the scissors fell to the ground with a clatter, and she fell from the stool to the ground in fright.

Wen Ying, who was frightened, hurriedly opened her eyes, and then saw that it was Yuanyuan who pounced on her.

She hugged Yuanyuan and tears rained down.

This night, Wen Yingsu cried several times.

Since then, the prince has come to see her every few days, sometimes when she is arranging the flowers, sometimes when she is reading, sometimes when she is cooking, but most often in the afternoon or evening.

That evening, when Wen Yingsu was washing vegetables in the kitchen, the prince came again, hugged her tenderly from behind, buried his head in her neck and said, "I will have dinner here tonight." ”

Wen Ying hurriedly said: "There are only two vegetarian dishes, and the slave is afraid that you will not be used to eating them." ”

The prince would never have less than eight dishes at each meal, and her dishes here were too simple for him.

"It's okay, the food you cooked is delicious, I won't be used to it." The prince said with a smile and began to kiss her face.

Wen Yingsu suddenly had the illusion that she was already an old husband and wife with him.

But she gently pushed him away and said, "I remember there are still a few pickled cucumbers in the cupboard, I'll go take them out." ”

She plans to sauté the pickled cucumber into thin slices and stir-fry with garlic and red pepper so that she can have an extra dish for dinner.

The prince nodded, and reluctantly let go of her.

When she came out of the cupboard with the pickled cucumbers, the prince said, "I'll wash them." ”

The dignified prince, who usually even drinks water, is brought by others, where has he done all this work? Wen Ying hurriedly said, "No, you just sit outside, and I'll do it in a while." ”

The prince didn't follow, so Wen Yingsu had no choice but to let him.

He washed the pickled cucumber in three or two clicks, picked up the kitchen knife and wanted to cut it, Wen Yingsu was frightened at this time, and hurriedly said: "Your Highness's hand is extremely delicate, if you hurt the slave maid, you can't afford it, or wait for the slave maid to come." ”

The prince smiled and said, "You also underestimate me too much." With that, he focused on cutting the pickled cucumbers.

Wen Yingsu looked nervously.

Looking at it, Wen Yingsu was relieved - although he didn't cut well at the beginning, he was a person with high understanding and knew how to adjust quickly, so when he cut to the back, he was already very decent.

After cutting, the prince looked at Wen Yingsu and asked, "How is it?" Not bad, right? ”

"Well, with this understanding, His Highness will be able to be a divine swordsman in less than half a year."

The prince leaned over, put his arm around her waist, and said, "I want a reward." ”

Wen Ying blushed and stood on tiptoe to kiss the side of his cheek.

"This is too perfunctory." The prince said, pointing to his lips.

Wen Yingsu had never taken the initiative to kiss his lips, and her face was immediately flushed, and it took a while to muster up the courage to kiss him.

As soon as his lips touched, he suddenly felt like sky/thunder/hook/ground/fire, and he pressed her against the wall, and kissed her passively and actively.

I don't know how long time passed, and he didn't let go of her until Wen Yingsu pushed him.

Wen Yingsu turned her head, and tears kept falling.

The prince sighed and took her into his arms, and said in her ear: "I like you more and more, what should I do?" ”

Wen Yingsu buried her face in his arms and didn't say anything, just silently shed tears.

Although it was only three very ordinary dishes, the prince ate them with relish and praised her cooking skills twice.

Wen Yingsu didn't have much appetite, and she gave him half of the dumplings in her bowl.

The prince knew that she was in a bad mood and had no appetite, so he didn't shirk it, ate all the dumplings she had brought over, and then said, "I'll ask the East Palace to send some snacks over later." ”

Wen Yingsu nodded.

The prince came over and gently took her into his arms, leaned over and kissed her silently on the lips.

It turned out to be enjoyable to kiss her, and the prince finally verified this.

However, he did not make any further moves other than kissing her and hugging her, and he said that he would not force her to do what she did not want to do.

It's just that he, who has always boasted of his self-control, now has to admit that his self-control is slowly weakening, of course, this is only when he faces her.

That day, the prince left a little late, and when he left, Wen Yingsu personally sent him to the Hanging Flower Gate.

Before walking out of the door of the weeping flowers, the prince turned around again and hugged her, saying, "I really want to take you with me, and I will not be separated for a moment." ”

Wen Yingsu didn't speak, only reached out and hugged him tightly, pressing her head against his chest.

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Dear friends, the first watch is coming, and the second watch is about 17:00. The heroine's mood at the moment is as happy as it is painful::>_<::( to be continued. )