Even if the study is cleaned, the sour smell will not be able to dissipate for a while. Murong Qi secretly sulked in front of the courtyard for a while, then turned around and went to Chaotianque.

The gates were closed, and they all fell asleep.

Murong Qi knocked on the door. Mama Diao is old and sleeps lightly, so she gets up to check first.

Murong Qi was furious: "Open the door." ”

Mama Diao stepped forward to open the door, and Murong Qi drove straight into Leng Qinghuan's room.

Leng Qinghuan didn't need anyone to be on duty when she slept at night, and the door plug was also burned as chopping wood when her students were on fire.

Murong Qi pushed the door directly in, and she was immediately awakened and sat up from the bed: "Who?" ”

Murong Qi lifted his long legs, walked to the side of the bed in two or three steps, grabbed her wrist, and dragged her whole person off the bed as soon as he raised his hand.

Leng Qinghuan only wore a close-fitting coat, and was thrown aside barefoot, only then did he come back to his senses, and smelled the smell of wine on Murong Qi's body.

"Are you crazy? What kind of drunken madness in the middle of the night? ”

Murong Qi smiled coldly, didn't speak, and directly began to untie his clothes.

Leng Qinghuan immediately panicked, could it be that he was drunk and disorderly? She took two steps back in succession and looked at him with a wary face: "What are you going to do?" ”

Murong Qi untied his belt and hung it on the screen on the side, then took off a brocade robe with the smell of wine, and only a small coat remained, looking at Leng Qinghuan coldly.

The moonlight shone through the white curtains and shone into the house, spreading a silver light on the ground.

Leng Qinghuan wore a soft hair, wore a small dress, outlined a delicate figure, and stood under the moon shadow vividly. His bare feet looked very white, and even his nails were glowing with fluorescent.

His Adam's apple moved, then he took off his shoes, lay down on the place where he had stolen himself, and closed his eyes.

Leng Qinghuan preliminarily ruled out the danger, and his courage grew again: "This is my bed!" ”

Murong Qi spit out his lips coldly: "This is also my bed." ”

Leng Qinghuan choked, knowing that he must have returned to the study, homeless, and came over to occupy his nest in a hurry.

"Is the palace so poor? Isn't there another room? ”

"Nope." Murong Qi replied confidently.

Leng Qinghuan was even more annoyed, it was clear that this person was at fault first, how could he be so shameless.

She took a step forward: "You can go to your wisteria building, find Leng Qinglang, and your roommate, how good is that, familiar with the road, the stars hold the moon, and hug the left and right......"

Before the word "hug" was finished, her wrist was grabbed by Murong Qi again, and then she suddenly made a force, causing her to involuntarily stagger forward two steps, and the whole person fell on Murong Qi's body.

"Jealous?"

"Eat your mother's skin! You have taken up Lao Tzu's land! ”

"If there's really nowhere to go, I can give you a place."

In the dark, Murong Qi opened his eyes, shining, with a different emotion shining. And the corners of his lips were slightly hooked, and he smiled a little wickedly.

Could it be that he was possessed by a vixen? Why did you suddenly become so angry?

Leng Qinghuan struggled to break away from his clamps in a panic, and took three steps back like a snake and scorpion: "You are stupid by stinky tofu, right?" Rogue! ”

I didn't care to put on my shoes, and I ran away like a rabbit barefoot.

Murong Qi lay on the bed, not sleepy for a while. He heard Leng Qinghuan tapping on the door elsewhere: "Doudou, open the door." ”

Then came the drowsy voice: "What's the matter, Miss?" ”

"There's a big rat in my house, it's terrifying."

"Slave, slave and maid are also afraid, why don't you tell Wang Ma to get up, and copy the guy to be brave?"

"Catch a fart, Mother Wang is going to be scared when she sees it, let me squeeze with you for a night."

Murong Qi chuckled, this woman spoke too rudely, and when she opened and closed her mouth, she was swearing, she really didn't look like a daughter raised in the Prime Minister's Mansion.

He stretched his hands and feet, he felt so comfortable, he hadn't slept in his bed for a long time, and there was a sense of intimacy that he hadn't felt for a long time.

He turned over, and suddenly there was a faint warm fragrance lingering on the tip of his nose, not the smell of incense when he was there before. It is a natural feminine body fragrance, which is intimate and ambiguous.

He only found out this problem, this woman seems to rarely rub grease and powder on weekdays, unlike Leng Qinglang, every time he sees her, his eyebrows and eyes are delicately depicted, as long as he passes by, there is a fragrant breeze, and he is greeted by the nose.

Leng Qinghuan's face is like a shelled egg, and that complexion is smooth and clear, without any modification. He moved the pillow, the silky silk rubbing against his face, and for a moment it made him think.

Today, I've drunk too much and my brain is a little pumping.

A good night's sleep.

Murong Qi has always had the habit of smelling chickens and dancing, but when he woke up today, it was already dawn.

In fact, it was still early in the hour, and it was a warm pillow, and he was slightly drunk last night, so he decided to indulge himself once, turned over, and prepared to close his eyelids and continue sleeping.

There was already movement in the courtyard outside at this time, crackling and not knowing what it was doing, as if it was the sound of chopping wood.

The aroma of rice porridge wafting in through the window screen gave the main courtyard a hint of fireworks.

The door next to it squeaked open. It seemed to be a wistful voice with sleepiness: "Mama Diao, how did you make so many delicious things today?" Golden silk rolls, xiaolongbao, and chicken noodles, just say why do you get up so early? ”

Diao Mama didn't know what to answer vaguely.

Then he went around and around with his shoes, and asked in surprise, "Miss, what are you doing here?" ”

Leng Qinghuan replied sullenly: "The door is plugged in." ”

"Didn't you say you didn't need this? Last time, the good one was used by you as a firewood. ”

Leng Qinghuan did not respond.

Murong Qi sat up, looked out of the window, and saw Leng Qinghuan in the courtyard, holding a wood-splitting knife in his hand, gritting his teeth and chopping the wooden stick in his hand.

A body of anger is steaming.

Murong Qi felt in a good mood, stretched his waist, got up and put on his clothes, opened the door and walked out.

Doudou saw a big living man come out of his young lady's room, as if he had seen a mouse become a sperm, and he was dumbfounded, and he began to speak uncomfortably.

"The king, the king."

It's really early in the morning, hell, why is the prince in the yard? No wonder Miss ran to her room in the middle of the night yesterday and squeezed her all night.

Leng Qinghuan "snapped" and threw away the firewood knife in his hand, with a dark face, stood up and said unceremoniously: "Doudou, roll up all the bedding inside and throw it away." ”

He stood still in circles.

Murong Qi originally had nowhere to go last night, and he was angry that she had polluted her scholarly place, so she was angry and ran to vent her anger. I'll be back today.

Now Leng Qinghuan's disgusted posture made him even more annoyed.

Commanded Doudou: "By the way, I will order the guards to change the king's quilt." I'm not used to this. ”