Is Prince Rong really fascinated by me?

I was overjoyed in my heart, and I couldn't have imagined that in his heart, I was even more tempting than these delicacies!

Delicious and delicious, beautiful and delicious......

Haha, with a huge body two people wide, I won the peerless Prince Rong!

"What are you smiling at?" Rong Ji blinked, looking at me curiously.

I retracted my thoughts again and again, gently put down the dishes and chopsticks, folded my hands on my lap in an orderly manner, and looked at the handsome Prince Rong intently, "Prince Rong, are you still hungry? If you are still hungry, just look at me twice! My face is so big, I must be full!"

Rong Ji smiled, and the pear vortex on his lips quietly bloomed, "It's not early, I'll send you back to the house to rest." Early tomorrow morning, I will take you to the suburbs of Beijing for a walk. ”

And he didn't keep me?

I thought he was in a hurry to feed me, intending to ......

Alas, forget it! It seems that I am self-inflicted.

My eyes shone slightly, and I followed him with a low brow, still savoring the delicious food at the table.

Especially the plate of chopped pepper mussels, fat but not greasy, fresh and spicy and palatable, with endless aftertaste......

"Ge'er, see you tomorrow morning. ”

Prince Rong pushed open the door and personally lit the lights in the house, and then slowly walked out of the house.

I bowed my head slightly, and was about to speak, when my swollen stomach began to stir again.

"Hiccup~"

God, I hiccuped in front of him!

I was ashamed to slam the door shut, shutting out the taboo that had been fixed in the doorway.

"Has this king done something wrong?" Rong Ji stood outside the door in confusion, knocking lightly.

"No, it's just a little sleepy. ”

I covered my face with my hands and threw myself headlong on the couch, embarrassed.

Hearing this, Rong Ji breathed a long sigh of relief, and after a long time, he walked away.

The night was long, and the rain fell sharply outside the window.

The column lacks thunderbolts, lightning and thunder.

Through the thin window paper, you can faintly see the thunder and fire that are working on the canopy. For some reason, every time the thunder roared, I trembled with fear, as if I had been robbed by thunder, and my heart palpitated and I sweated coldly.

Boom –

There was a thunderclap of thunder, and the jagged electric light poured into the house through the crack in the door.

"No, don't!"

Suddenly I had a strange face in my mind, with crimson eyes, purple lips, and black horns on my forehead.

He was covered in blood, but I wasn't afraid of him.

"Ink stained dust, don't go!" I screamed in fright as I saw several more thunderbolts pass through the hall, piercing his muscular body.

Bang –

Rong Ji hurriedly broke through the door and strode towards me, curled up into a ball on the couch.

"Ge'er, have a nightmare?" he asked softly, patting me on the back.

It took me a moment to focus my out-of-focus eyes, and my mind was full of the rugged man with horns on his head.

Rong Ji sat on the side of the couch and said softly, "Don't be afraid, it's just spring thunder." ”

"Prince Rong, do you know Mo Zhanchen?" I asked sullenly, snuggling into his arms.

For some reason, when I mention the ink dust, my heart hurts terribly.

Rong Ji looked down, "I don't know." He's important to you?"

"I don't remember. ”

"Then don't think about it. ”

Rong Ji had an immovable iceberg face, although it was not vicious, but it was far from his previous warm and warm heart.

Prince Rong seems to be angry, looking at his fierce appearance, he must be disgusted with me, and yelling in the middle of the night to disturb him!

I curled my neck and said no more, lest he would thunder and wrath and throw me into a thunderstorm.

After a while, he seemed to see my fear, so he turned around, gently held my face, and said patiently, "This king will order someone to inquire another day to see if there is such a person in Kyoto as ink stained dust!"

"Thank you, Lord Wang. I said cautiously, quietly moving towards the couch.

"What's wrong?" Rong Ji raised his hand and brushed the cold sweat that kept breaking out on my forehead.

"Lord, I shouldn't have yelled, but I'm really scared. As soon as I met his radiant eyes, I couldn't hide what I was thinking anymore, and said it all in one go, "A burly woman like me shouldn't be so hypocritical." But for some reason, with such a wide body, I am a little bolder. ”

Rong Ji subconsciously hugged me into his arms, "Is it better for this king to hug you like this?"

He was so close to me that I could even see the long eyelashes on his eyelids.

"Ge'er, don't describe yourself as burly in the future. This king thinks it's good to be plump. Rong Ji lowered his eyes and said.

"Really?" I asked in a low voice.

Rong Ji bowed slightly, and the hand resting on my waist probed in slightly, so shocked that I didn't dare to breathe.

He, his hand, seems to touch my round waist!

His hands are so cold, so cold, I want to put his hand to my heart and cover him hot......

Ge'er's guts are really only as big as sesame seeds! A few thunders sounded, and he was actually shocked into a cold sweat. Rong Ji's hand was put down again, and then he ordered the maid to find me a clean dress.

The maid held the candle in her hand, looked at the stormy outside of the house, and replied timidly, "Lord, there should be no clothes that fit in the house." Why don't you wait for the weather to clear, and then the slave and maid will find a master who 'gradually widens the clothes belt' to tailor it for the girl?"

"Get out. ”

Rong Ji glanced at her unhappily, and then gently held my hand, "It seems that I can only wronged you to change into this king's clothes first." ”

"Quay?" I looked at him in surprise, flattered.

After a while, he handed me the clothes he usually wore.

I took the clothes and put them on the tip of my nose and sniffed them lightly, the breath on his body smelled good and was very calming.

"Put it on, don't catch a cold!"

Seeing that I hadn't moved for a long time, Rong Ji had already carefully pulled the screen for me.

I was a little worried that my large body wouldn't fit into his clothes. Surprisingly, his clothes fit me perfectly.

Except for the placket that was a little crowded and I could only take a small breath, there was nothing wrong with anything else.

When I changed my clothes and walked out from behind the screen, he took me into his arms.

"Lord, you're making me almost out of breath!" I muttered quietly, although I did not reject being so close to him, but if I did not squeak again, I was afraid that I would suffocate to death.

Rong Ji lost his temper slightly, let go of his hand again and again, and said quite embarrassedly, "The thunderstorm has stopped, and this king has returned to the house." ”

"Lord Wang, your face is so red. ”

"No problem. Rong Ji replied, turned sharply, and walked out of the house.

I was not very relieved, so I had the courage to tug at his sleeve and asked with concern, "Lord Wang, you shouldn't be infected with the cold, right?"

Rong Ji glanced at my tight front placket, and his face became even more strange.