"Is Your Highness planning to stay in Yingxue Pavilion today?" Chai Qingyue looked at Murong Sichen, who had been by her side and had dinner, and finally asked the question in her heart.

Murong Sichen took the tea handed over by the maidservant, rinsed his mouth, and wiped the corners of his mouth and hands with a brocade before answering Chai Qingyue's question: "You are the wife of this palace, there seems to be nothing wrong with staying in Yingxue Pavilion, right?" ”

"Uh." Chai Qingyue suddenly felt that the words in her thesaurus were not enough to answer Murong Sichen's rhetorical question.

Chai Qingyue's lack of rebuttal made Murong Sichen feel very satisfied, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise, and his mood was quite good. Suddenly, I felt that the subordinates in the Yingxue Pavilion had also become cute, including Xiao Yu, who had been standing in the corner.

"It's not early, let's serve the palace and rest." Murong Sichen looked at the book for a while and felt a little tired, so he raised his chin at Chai Qingyue, who was sitting on the side and had just finished reading a book.

Murong Sichen got up, stretched out on the spot, shook his wide sleeves, glanced at Chai Qingyue with slanted eyes, and just stood there watching Chai Qingyue's reaction.

Chai Qingyue put the book she had just finished reading on the desk, separated it from the one she hadn't read, walked in front of Murong Sichen silently, and the hand that stretched out to take off Murong Sichen's coat was trembling slightly.

Sensing that Chai Qingyue in front of him was nervous, Murong Sichen raised his eyebrows: "What?" Why are you so afraid of Hongu? ”

"The concubine doesn't dare." Chai Qingyue had just put one of Murong Sichen's shirts on the shelf, and when she heard Murong Sichen's question, she unconsciously broke out in a cold sweat, and immediately turned around and knelt down in the direction of Murong Sichen.

"Get up."

Didn't I just tease you, I can't be provoked?

Murong Sichen sat on the large bed, his loose middle coat exposing his chest to a large extent. With his hands on the knees of his casually open legs, the good-looking Danfeng eyes usually have an indifferent look, but tonight they added a little banter.

Murong Sichen sat there quietly like this, motionless looking at Chai Qingyue, who was standing about three meters away from him, and couldn't help but feel funny in his heart, he was going to eat people when he looked at it?

"Go to bed." Murong Sichen really couldn't stand the silent Chai Qingyue, so he simply turned over to the bed, pulled the quilt and wrapped his whole body in, and a muffled voice came out of the brocade quilt.

Chai Qingyue shook her head in the corner where Murong Sichen couldn't see, changed her bedclothes, and looked at Murong Sichen sleeping on the outside of the bed, thinking about how to speak.

"Your Highness."

Whispered, but no one answered. Did you fall asleep so soon?

"Your Highness, are you asleep?"

Chai Qingyue didn't give up, and called again. You can't really fall asleep, do you? It's only three things, and if you want to call again, no one answers, so forget it.

"Your Highness."

Did I really want to crawl over him? It's a bit hard! But you can't just stand here all night and watch him sleep, can you? The quilt on the soft collapse also happened to be collected today.

After struggling for a while, Chai Qingyue didn't know how many circles she had made in her heart, and finally carefully took off her shoes on the side of the bed and lifted the wide hem of her bedclothes. Glancing at Murong Sichen, who was wrapped in a cocoon, Chai Qingyue silently prayed in her heart that he would not wake up.

Stretching out her right hand, Chai Qingyue propped her right palm on the inside of the bed, glanced at Murong Sichen who was unresponsive, and then stretched out her right leg boldly and stepped over.

Just when Chai Qingyue was about to move her ass and place it on the inside of the bed, Murong Sichen, who was pretending to be asleep, suddenly turned over and came face to face with Chai Qingyue.

Awkward, silent.

Chai Qingyue raised her left hand that was not in force and touched her nose, and coughed lightly twice before she spoke: "That, the concubine body just called His Highness, and His Highness didn't make a sound, so the concubine body thought it was ...... I thought that His Highness was already asleep, so I had to ......"

The rest of the words were swallowed back into her stomach by Chai Qingyue, and after glancing at Murong Sichen, Chai Qingyue quickly lowered her head again, but her ears began to redden.

As soon as Murong Sichen opened his eyes, he saw Chai Qingyue lying on his stomach, lying on top of him in the air, his long hair falling on his chest, itching unbearably, and the heat on his body was transmitted to his lower abdomen.

Stretching out his right hand and putting his hand on the back of Chai Qingyue's head, Murong Sichen turned over, pressed Chai Qingyue under him, and propped his left hand on the soft pillow.

Chai Qingyue's head, which was suddenly turned over, temporarily lost its function, her ruddy lips were slightly open, her almond eyes were round, and her long eyelashes were fluttering and fluttering, tickling Murong Sichen's heart.

As soon as his brain was hot, Murong Sichen kissed his slightly open red lips, and at first he just nodded water. Murong Sichen felt dissatisfied, so he poked out the tip of his tongue to outline the shape of Chai Qingyue's lips.

Just when Murong Sichen was about to suck more, Chai Qingyue, who reacted, immediately stretched out her hand and prepared to push away the heavy body pressing on her.

Chai Qingyue's strength was a little great, and Murong Sichen was caught off guard and was pushed down.

Murong Sichen was obviously annoyed, feeling that his dignity as a husband had been trampled on, so he bullied and pressed him again. The anger born from the heart made Murong Sichen's strength much greater, and it pressed on Chai Qingyue, who only felt that he couldn't kick it.

After pushing harder twice, Chai Qingyue still couldn't push Murong Sichen off her body, but Chai Qingyue's obvious resistance made Murong Sichen, who was already angry, even more annoyed.

Using brute force to control Chai Qingyue and forcing her not to move again, Murong Sichen stretched out his tongue to explore the fragrance between Chai Qingyue's teeth, hoping to conquer the city.

"Sss The pain from the corner of his mouth made Murong Sichen have to straighten his upper body, wipe the blood with the back of his hand, his brows furrowed, and his tone was stern, "Do you feel biting me?" ”

Chai Qingyue pursed her lips and didn't reply, just stared at Murong Sichen, and Murong Sichen's blood was also stained on the corners of her mouth, which was a little ridiculous.

"Poof." Murong Sichen sneered, and the words "Qin Changyong" suddenly popped out of his mind, "You're doing this just for that little lover of yours, right?" ”

Chai Qingyue still didn't speak, but her mouth was very tight, and she silently turned her head in another direction.

Murong Sichen stared at Chai Qingyue intently, reached out and pinched Chai Qingyue's chin hard, forcing Chai Qingyue to look at him: "What? Don't dare to speak? Was it pierced by the main palace and the heart was empty? ”

Murong Sichen tilted his head, showed an evil smile, released his chin, and rubbed his slender index finger all the way down from Chai Qingyue's eyebrows, but his eyes kept watching Chai Qingyue's reaction.

"I said, Changyong is not my little lover, he is my fiancé." After Chai Qingyue finished speaking, she bit her lower lip, and her eyes staring at Murong Sichen were even more unkind.