Zhou Zhiqing opened his eyes and saw Yan Zhenrui, seeing his handsome face with a smile, but it quickly cooled down, and his heart that had just warmed up also cooled down.

Mother is not right, not all men and women become husband and wife, and they will have feelings for each other. Yan Zhenrui will not, although he is smiling, but his eyes are always cold, she is far away from him, and she is always just a warm bed...... Slaves.

Scold.

Zhou Zhiqing closed her eyes tiredly. Don't be delusional, you've learned enough lessons these days.

Listening to Yan Zhenrui's stay, he commanded in a deep voice: "Someone is coming-"

Zhou Zhiqing was almost about to fall asleep, but woke up again when she heard his voice. This is not her boudoir, and this is not her temporary residence in the palace, Zhifangyuan, this is Yan Zhenrui's territory.

Zhou Zhiqing lost her voice and said, "What to do?" ”

Before the words fell, footsteps sounded at the door, Zhou Zhiqing was shocked, and hurriedly pulled the quilt to roll himself up at all, and then screamed: "Don't come in." ”

The two little eunuchs stopped at the door and looked at Yan Zhenrui suspiciously.

Yan Zhenrui's face sank, and he said in a low voice: "Come in." ”

Zhou Zhiqing is shy, he can understand it, but if he is pretentious to this point, he is not cute but annoying. It doesn't matter if there are onlookers when he and her are in town, let alone the clean-up work afterwards? Could it be that if he accommodates her, he will do everything himself?

"No, no one is allowed to come in." Zhou Zhiqing's face was red, and she looked at Yan Zhenrui pleadingly, her hand holding the corner of the quilt was white, and she barely raised her eyes to look at Yan Zhenrui, and muttered: "I, I haven't ...... yet" I haven't dressed yet.

Yan Zhenrui turned around unhappily and said, "What? "When is he going to do something, let others dictate him?

"I ......" Zhou Zhiqing was really ashamed to say it, so she had to say: "Yes, can you not call people in." "He looks very shrewd, why is he so stupid, can't he see the current shape clearly?

Yan Zhenrui saw her shy as a hibiscus, and couldn't help sneering: "What are you afraid of?" Later, the king will call your maiden to serve you. ”

Don't. She was not used to being served by strangers.

Yan Zhenrui added meaningfully: "Those who serve this king are fathers-in-law." "My father-in-law is pure, and in his eyes, these people are no longer men, but lowly slaves.

"No, no." Zhou Zhiqing said as she grabbed her clothes that Yan Zhenrui threw aside. Even if it is a little father-in-law who serves him, it is also a man. Now that she is disheveled, how can she show her face in front of men.

Yan Zhenrui saw that she was shy and anxious, covered with a quilt, and hurriedly dressed, but she had a weak style, and couldn't help laughing: "You are not allowed to call people, so who will serve this king?" ”

Zhou Zhiqing was stunned, not knowing what he meant by this, and after a while, he muttered: "Ah, then, I, I'm here to serve the prince?" ”

"You?" Yan Zhenrui asked contemptuously, then sat down with a loud voice, and said, "It depends on your dedication to serving." "She herself is a young lady who stretches out her hands for clothes and opens her mouth for food, and she will serve people?

Regardless of being despised by him, Zhou Zhiqing finally bought himself a little time, and he couldn't care that he was looking at himself aggressively, turned forward, and put on a good middle coat shyly and timidly, while defending himself: "I will do anything......"

Yes, yes, but they will do a little bit, but they can't care about it at this time.

"I will naturally do my best, as long as the prince is willing to believe me." Let's fool through the current level first.

Zhou Zhiqing felt that she could finally see people, so she hurriedly went to the ground. But there was a tingling pain between her legs, Zhou Zhiqing was unsteady on her feet, and threw herself straight to the ground.

Yan Zhenrui looked away lightly, and secretly commented: Stupid.

The ground was covered with a Siamese long-haired carpet of foreign offerings, Zhou Zhiqing half threw himself and half knelt, although it hurt, he didn't hurt his muscles and bones, his face was red, he jumped up hurriedly, moved to Yan Zhenrui, and said, "I'm here to serve the prince." ”

Yan Zhenrui bowed his head: "Make the bed and fold the quilt, this is the most basic, don't you want this Wang Sect?" The king will bathe and change his clothes. ”

"Oh, good." Zhou Zhiqing hurriedly turned back again, and caught a glimpse of the messy bed, especially the red and white things, so she couldn't help but have a fever on her face, and hurriedly rolled it all over and threw it aside.

The maid brought the new bedding, and Zhou Zhiqing was busy laying it out alone. She was only wearing a middle coat, and when she bent over, the round buttocks and the slender waist that was not in her hand became a beautiful arc, and the open placket revealed half of the snow-white roundness, swinging around with her movements, which was particularly attractive.

Yan Zhenrui's lower abdomen was hot, and he secretly thought, what a seductive goblin, obviously so jerky, but he can do this kind of seductive/confusing thing with ease, and it is not as simple as she seems.

He opened his eyes, snorted coldly, and urged: "Time for a cup of tea." ”

Zhou Zhiqing's back and legs hurt, every time she moved, it was like being tortured, she became more and more anxious when she heard this, she hurriedly put down her hand beating her waist, answered, and made the bed flat, then she stood up and asked Yan Zhenrui for instructions with her eyes: It's okay, right?

Yan Zhenrui moved his gaze, glanced at it, and said, "Reluctantly." "So-so, look at her anxious forehead is sweating, blame the pitiful, don't toss her.

Zhou Zhiqing breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately burst into a smile, satisfied, happy, and grateful.

This smile was so bright, just like the rising sun, Yan Zhenrui, who was stinging, squinted his eyes and said in a deep voice: "Prepare water." ”

This was not an order for Zhou Zhiqing, the little father-in-law outside immediately came in with hot water, went behind the screen, adjusted the water temperature, and then lowered his hand and retreated.

Zhou Zhiqing took the initiative to step forward and loosen his clothes for him.

She was petite, only up to Yan Zhenrui's shoulders, as if he could completely pull her into his arms with his arms together, and the bag was tight and tight, leaving no gaps.

Yan Zhenrui's eyes were hot, and he greedily moved down from Zhou Zhiqing's eyebrows and eyes, inch by inch, to her white skin, and couldn't help but feel a little regretful: This skin is as smooth as clotted fat, white as beautiful jade, if only his traces were printed just now.

Why didn't he think of it.

I couldn't help but reminisce about the hearty scene just now, and I didn't feel very enjoyable. It's a bit like Zhu Bajie eating ginseng fruit, and he swallowed it, what is the taste, I forgot to touch it.

He secretly regretted it in his heart, and wondered if he should do it again.

Zhou Zhiqing didn't notice his mind at all, and untied his middle coat for him without distraction, his eyes drooping lightly, like a little bee circling around flowers.

Looking at his red upper body, Zhou Zhiqing couldn't help but sigh, fit, sturdy, like a good work of art. The skin is a healthy bronzer, but it is delicate to the touch and smooth as silk.

It turns out that men can be so beautiful.