gave him such a reminder, and Shi Qingran realized that his behavior was a little indecent, so he immediately sat up, smiled dryly, and said, "It's nothing, it's nothing." ”

She said this vaguely, and her lies were very untechnical.

But Song Yuchen didn't investigate too much, and when he heard the voice, he only raised his eyebrows lightly and said, "Really? ”

As he spoke, he grabbed Shi Qingran's wrist over the layers of clothing, and his fingertips were gently lowered, as if he were spinning on the protruding wrist bone.

Shi Qingran, "......"

I don't know what it will be like for him to torture the prisoner, anyway, Shi Qingran feels that if she is reduced to the point of being tortured one day, he will not need to use a lot of trouble with the chili water of the tiger chair, just take a look.

Just like now.

But Shi Qingran didn't have the heart to absorb this beauty, she lowered her eyes and saw the slender and warm fingers like jade, and recalled all the pictures in the daytime.

It was the same finger, pinching the glittering hairpin, and gently pinning it to the woman's black hair.

The fingers are natural jade, the long hair is warm and smooth satin, white and black are clearly entangled with each other, how to look at it and how to get it right.

So she should now pierce the window paper, jump up in a rage and ask him what the woman's name is, and what does it have to do with him?

But she said in good conscience that she didn't have anything to show as evidence now.

She just saw such a picture of a talented woman, and nothing else.

I don't know if it's because she bathed in advance, Song Yuchen doesn't have the slightest smell of fat powder on her body, and she is impeccably clean, even if she wants to splash and roll around, she can't find a reason to put it on the table.

This is one of the reasons.

Second, Song Yuchen is known for his perverse temper, and no one in the world today dares to question him in person, even the emperor's majesty, who is dressed in bright yellow, is also gentle to him, and treats this younger brother as a favorite concubine.

Even so, Shi Qingran didn't dare to ask more.

It is naturally good to break the casserole in the end, but it also depends on the situation, take a look at the temperament of the casserole in front of you, let alone break it, and you will be touched and hurt your fingers before you knock it a little.

Shi Qingran racked his brains, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt guilty, so he simply stopped thinking about it, and raised his head very sincerely and complimented, "Your Highness, you smell so good." ”

“......”

With the light that was not very bright, Song Yuchen looked her up and down, and her face was full of "unbearable eyes", and she was almost about to break through her brows.

Then he waved his hand neatly, and the two lamps that he had just lit with his own hands jumped for a moment, and then they were half dead, and one arm hung sideways on her.

Shi Qingran was lying very uncomfortable, forced to think clearly by the question marks in his head, and when he faced Song Yuchen, he would think of those things that he wanted to ask but didn't dare to ask.

So she rolled over and faced the empty wall.

Song Yuchen remained silent, and with a little force in his hand, he rolled her back neatly like a dumpling.

Shi Qingran persevered and turned over again.

Song Yuchen also persevered and turned her back again.

After repeating this cycle many times, even if it is a piece of raw noodles, it should be cooked at this moment.

Shi Qingran couldn't bear it, gritted his teeth for a while and was about to speak, but Song Yuchen took the lead, and his voice sounded unbearable.

He said, "Do you sleep or not?" ”

Although the voice was low, it was almost low, and the roar was fierce.

Shi Qingran was really a little aggrieved, obviously she was going to sleep as soon as she came back, but she was inexplicably startled by him and inexplicably dragged up and slipped around for such a long time, why should she be warned now.

But fortunately, Shi Qingran was used to being warned by him, and now that he listens to it, he is no longer as frightened as he was at the beginning.

But this kind of progress is limited to this, and it may not be possible for her to mobilize her lips and tongue to fight back.

It was impossible in the past, it is not possible now, and it will not be possible in the future.

So she closed her eyes, trying to forget all those scenes in the night.

Anyway, her memory has always been bizarre, and such a brief few moments should soon turn into fragments, like a yellow flower of tomorrow, as long as no one mentions it again and again in front of her eyes, it will soon fade out of her memory completely.

However, Song Yuchen always looks taciturn when he should be troubled, and likes to talk more when he shouldn't.

Shi Qingran was racking his brains and trying his best to fall asleep as soon as possible, so naturally he didn't have the energy to respond to his words.

Song Yuchen seemed very dissatisfied with her silent reaction, and his fingers climbed her waist again, spinning leisurely.

Shi Qingran made him full of horror, but he closed his eyes and didn't say a word.

The mode of getting along between her and Song Yuchen has long been that he is a knife and she is a fish, and the subordination relationship is so clear that even blind people can see it clearly, and all he can do is follow his thoughts.

Song Yuchen exhaled, as if he was a little helpless, and then said without any warmth, "You can't sleep, do you have something to ask me?" ”

“......”

Shi Qingran only knew that he had always been accurate, but he didn't expect that he had reached the realm of being like a god.

She opened her mouth, "Your Highness, when are you leaving tomorrow morning?" ”

Song Yuchen didn't answer the rhetorical question, and even smiled as if he was cold, "When did I say that I was going to leave tomorrow morning?" ”

After a pause, he followed and said, "Or are you looking forward to seeing me around?" ”

"I didn't expect it very much, just a little bit......"

Shi Qingran stopped his mouth before he could finish speaking, because his fingers, which were still spinning just now, suddenly tightened, and he suddenly grabbed a piece of meat around her waist.

Shi Qingran said "ah", and then immediately changed his words, "...... It's weird. When His Highness is not in the palace, I look forward to His Highness's return. ”

Song Yuchen snorted, and finally relieved his strength, "What are you looking forward to, tell me to hear it." ”

Shi Qingran breathed a sigh of relief, smiled dryly, and talked nonsense with his eyes closed, "I can't see the days of His Highness, I have a very difficult life, and if I don't see him for a day, it's like three autumns." ”

Although this is a very obvious sycophant, it can be said with a good conscience, and there are some sincere intentions in it.

Although Song Yuchen was very annoying, when he was not in the palace, there was not even a person around her who could gag and talk.

The people in the palace don't like her very much, and the only one who can get close to her doesn't like to talk.

And if she has too many words, there must be nothing good, usually starting with "Miss", starting with "don't", and her brain hurts unfairly.

Her thin, stunted cane stick-like body contained an incredibly wide bosom, and anything thrown into it was like a pebble thrown into the sea, and not even the slightest gentle wave could stir up.

In contrast, although Song Yuchen hates it, he is too interesting.