Murong Sichen's coughing forced Chai Qingyue to soberly realize that the person in front of her was not her sweetheart, and she kept pouring sake out of the half-tilted wine jar, but Chai Qingyue didn't seem to see it, so she looked at Murong Sichen in a daze.

Because of drunkenness, Chai Qingyue's face had two abnormal scarlets, and there were wine stains on her round and full lips. The two petals were particularly tempting, and Murong Sichen felt that his usually shrewd brain seemed to have stopped working at this moment, and his hands, which he didn't know how to place, slowly climbed up Chai Qingyue's shoulders, and his body gradually leaned forward.

The soft touch of his lips made the string in Murong Sichen's mind completely broken, and there was only a "buzzing" sound in his head, his lips involuntarily began to suck, one hand slid uncontrollably towards the back of Chai Qingyue's head, and the other hand slowly slid down and began to explore.

"Hmm." Chai Qingyue felt a little out of breath, and let out a moan irrepressibly.

This just stimulated Murong Sichen, his lower abdomen began to slowly become hot, one hand was not easy to undress, Murong Sichen took it off, and the one that could not be untied was simply torn off.

The silky touch of his hands made Murong Sichen feel that he was about to go crazy, his lower body swelled rapidly, and he bent down to pick up Chai Qingyue and walked in the direction of the bed.

The heat between Murong Sichen's thighs came through the thin fabric, Chai Qingyue's eyes lit up clearly, and she asked with rare clarity: "Aren't you okay?" ”

......

Murong Sichen really didn't know how to answer, so he only walked silently with Chai Qingyue in his arms, gently flattened Chai Qingyue, pressed down, and said to Chai Qingyue pantingly: "What do you think? ”

Without waiting for Chai Qingyue's answer, Murong Sichen proved with his heart that his inaction was not good.

Chai Qingyue, who was paralyzed by alcohol, endured Murong Sichen's joy and responded unconsciously. Chai Qingyue's response undoubtedly gave Murong Sichen great encouragement invisibly, and he rushed harder.

The room was full of beautiful spring light, and the pain in her body was far less unbearable than the pain in her heart, but Chai Qingyue's eyes still left two lines of physiological tears.

Murong Sichen gently slowed down the frequency of his movements, raised his head and kissed away Chai Qingyue's tears, and comforted softly in his mouth: "Qingyue, I will be very careful not to hurt you." ”

I couldn't hear what the person on her body was talking about, Chai Qingyue only felt a little more comfortable, she just nodded numbly, and muttered in a low voice: "Don't go, okay?" Don't leave me. ”

"Okay, okay, I'm not leaving." Murong Sichen comforted him with a good voice, for fear that Chai Qingyue would not be able to stop her tears, and that she would get up tomorrow with swollen red eyes.

"Changyong ......"

Chai Qingyue's murmur made Murong Si Chen, who was already moving, stop, propped up his upper body to stare at Chai Qingyue, and said fiercely: "It's called Si Chen." ”

With an inadmissible tone, the confused Chai Qingyue didn't have any energy left to think, but obediently called "Si Chen", completely unaware that he was luring a wolf.

The crispy numbness sensation travels all over the body, so is this the voice you make when you are emotional? It's so good. Murong Sichen, who was stimulated, sped up the movements under him.

I really couldn't stand it just now, Murong Sichen's middle coat didn't take off at all, only opened to reveal his chest, and now it was all soaked, and the sheets under Chai Qingyue's body were also wet.

Lan Jin, who had been waiting outside the house since the second time he delivered the wine, heard the movement in the house and just told the people in the small kitchen to boil hot water, and after the house was quiet, Lan Jin pricked up his ears to listen, afraid that Murong Sichen would not hear it when he called someone to send hot water.

Chai Qingyue didn't know if she was tired in the back, or if she was sleepy when she was drunk, and when Murong Sichen was already asleep after finishing her work, Murong Sichen felt very helpless and shook her head gently.

"Someone." Murong Sichen frowned and looked at the sheets and quilts that had been crumpled by himself, it was better to let people come in and clean up, otherwise he really wouldn't be able to sleep at night.

Lan Jin lowered his head and pushed the door into the house, ignoring the ambiguous atmosphere and messy clothes in the room, and curtsied: "What does Your Highness command?" ”

"Have someone bring in a bucket of hot water." Murong Sichen's tone was as calm as possible, and when Lan Jin quickly got up and retreated, he added, "Remember to let them move lightly." ”

"Yes, slave and maid will do it." Lan Jin still lowered his head and retreated.

Murong Sichen was very satisfied with Lan Jin's performance, this kind of respect was soaked out of his bones, as a hidden guard, he knew that the master's affairs were not what he should know.

I don't want to say anything from before, there are no rules at all.

Thinking of Xiao Yu, Murong Sichen thought that he seemed to be still locking people in the firewood room, so let's go to the trial later, and by the way, I will change the next person to Yingxue Pavilion.

Chai Qingyue slept so deeply, Murong Sichen couldn't call it no matter how she screamed, of course, it was not ruled out that Murong Sichen's voice was really gentle, so softly called, the awake Chai Qingyue might not be able to hear it, let alone Chai Qingyue, who was already asleep.

There was no way, Murong Sichen had no choice but to resign himself to picking up Chai Qingyue and taking a bath.

Feeling that she was wrapped in a pool of hot soup, Chai Qingyue comfortably "hummed" twice, moved her fingers, moved her body slightly, found a comfortable position to lean on, and fell asleep again.

Murong Sichen had to sigh in his heart, but he didn't know how much he was smiling, and the movements of his hands were also gentle, gently wiping Chai Qingyue's body, and trying to erase the traces he left.

When the water became warmer, Murong Sichen got up with Chai Qingyue in his arms, and Murong Sichen, who had been serving and dressing since he was a child, looked at Chai Qingyue's folded clothes and felt very weak, so he had to take a relatively large cotton cloth and wrap Chai Qingyue.

After taking a hot bath, Chai Qingyue's wine was almost awake, but the excessive physical activity made Chai Qingyue turn over and fall asleep.

Chai Qingyue belongs to the kind of person who drinks and blushes very quickly, but the wine also dissipates quickly, and she is full of vitality when she sleeps. But Murong Sichen didn't know, so he still asked the kitchen to make a sobering soup, afraid that Chai Qingyue would have a headache when she got up tomorrow morning, so she intimately made a basin of hot water to wipe her face.

After pouring the decanting soup to Chai Qingyue, Murong Sichen left Yingxue Pavilion and went to the firewood room to pick up people.