Xu was because he had been sitting on his lap for a long time, and after the tension that was like sitting on pins and needles faded, Shi Qingran actually tasted some sweetness from this ambiguous posture, and moved it in very boldly.

However, Fang just moved no more than two inches, and she suddenly felt that the trend of Song Yuchen's words didn't seem to be right, and she lifted her eyelids to look at his face, but she couldn't see any joy or anger.

So Shi Qingran hurriedly let out a cautious smile, and tried to say in a flattering tone that was euphemistic to the extreme, "I think she shouldn't be lying to me." ”

"Then do you think I'm lying to you at the moment?" Song Yuchen glanced at her without thinking.

After a pause, he added, "Or when did you ever realize that I was lying to you?" ”

Shi Qingran, "......"

She stiffened her head and said, "No." ”

"That's not the end of it." Song Yuchen laughed coldly, and then did not show the slightest sympathy, and even said a little regretfully, "Little fool." ”

Shi Qingran, "......"

Seeing that the sorrow and sorrow that had accumulated for a whole hour and a half were worthless by him, she couldn't help but feel a little depressed, and sat on him with a collapsed face, feeling that the two straight and tight legs under her seemed to be not much different from the cold bench.

Fortunately, the sneer and disdain on Song Yuchen's face only flashed, and then he quietly restrained it.

He turned sideways, stretched out one arm under her, supported her two legs to pick up the whole person, and placed it firmly on the couch, and then gently pulled his fingers, and the neat half of the bed curtain that was tied up on weekdays fell all over the world, and the light in front of him instantly became dim, mixed with the cold fragrance of the snort, and the unprovoked ambiguity entangled Shi Qingran's heart all at once.

She suddenly felt a slight itch in her internal organs, and then thought very inappropriately, it seemed that there was some difference between a flesh-and-blood living person and a cold bench.

Looking at the dark and cold eyes of His Royal Highness King Zhennan, who was close at hand, Shi Qingran's heart moved for no reason, and he felt a little impulsive to shake his hand, but in the end he still didn't dare.

No matter when, Song Yuchen's eyes are so calm and calm, as if even if Mount Tai collapses in front of him, he will firmly do not change his face, and the coldness from the corners of his eyes dyes the whole person cold, and it seems that he can't warm it no matter what.

It's the same whether you laugh or not.

Such an impression has been infiltrated into her flesh and blood, and it has become an inseparable existence. Even though he didn't have that layer of cold and hard dark iron armor on his body at this moment, Shi Qingran still felt a chill on his face.

However, moving his eyes down a few inches, Shi Qingran saw clearly, although his face was a little tense at the moment, it was completely reasonable, and even had some rare gentleness.

Before he could think carefully about what he was thinking, Song Yuchen had already leaned over and pressed over.

Such an action stirred her back to her senses in an instant, and some of Fang Cai's cranky thoughts rolled back with a dirty face at this moment. As if in response to their arrival, Shi Qingran felt a sudden swelling in his abdomen.

She was afraid that she would really can't help but spit on Song Yuchen's shining silver-white robe, and hurriedly reached out to push him, but her hand froze halfway through.

I provoked him so unreasonably just now, if I mess with him about the things under this bed now, wouldn't it seem a little too ignorant?

However, she stiffened for a long time, and just didn't know whether it was better to take it back or just stiffen like that, but Song Yuchen suddenly grabbed her hand and pressed it on the couch, then pulled the thin quilt, leaned over and lay beside her, and said lightly, "Sleep." ”

Only...... That's it? That's sleeping?

Princess Zhennan, who was broken for the umpteenth time in a day, was stunned, and glanced at him from the corner of her eye in disbelief.

Song Yuchen had closed his eyelids calmly and slept into a lazy but upright beauty statue - different from Yin Mingzhi.

Yin Mingzhi is gentle like a spring breeze, and his gestures are all graceful and elegant like small bridges and flowing water, but Song Yuchen is different. He should be freewheeling and uninhibited, even if he is in a hurry, he will never let anyone taste any "impatient" taste from him. Even if he is wrapped in a soft regular clothes, those eyes seem to reflect the wind and moon at the border and the yellow sand of the desert all the time, and the power of excessive retraction and release is almost false.

Shi Qingran suddenly felt that his nose was a little sour, and he couldn't help but lean towards him.

Song Yuchen didn't even move his eyelids, his breath was not chaotic at all, and he said calmly, "Not sleepy?" ”

Shi Qingran shrank his shoulders in a daze, and he didn't know whether to close or open his eyes for a while, and was decisively turned his head sideways by His Royal Highness King Zhennan.

His eyes twitched for a while, and he bent the corners of his lips coldly, revealing a clear smile, "If you're not sleepy, why don't we do something else?" Anyway, you still owe me twice, sooner or later, I think the moonlight is good tonight, it's a good day, it's better than-"

Shi Qingran, who was still silently sad, "......"

She quickly curled up into a shrimp and staggered down in a second.

Song Yuchen didn't intend to be polite to her, so he unfolded a thin quilt and ironed it all over his upright body, and then patted her head with a range that was very familiar to Shi Qingran condescendingly, "Sleep, remember those four times, don't forget." ”

Shi Qingran let out an "oh" in his heart, and suddenly tasted two things that were not quite right.

The first is that she remembered that when Song Yuchen was usually in a good mood, he patted Zhengzheng's fluffy dog head like this, and even the tone was exactly the same. Second, it's obviously twice, why did the effort of one mouth and one piece double it?

How unreasonable is that—

She was tempted to argue a few more words, but as soon as she looked up, she met his cold gaze again.

Not...... Deserved.

Shi Qingran, who was shattered with dissatisfaction and indignation, fell silent again.

She often didn't know how to face Song Yuchen's cheeky appearance, so she had to chew and swallow the interest fed to her by this profiteer and her back molars without moving, and pretended to sleep impatiently and helplessly.

In the middle of the night, a breeze blew faintly, disturbing the curtain of the bed hanging beside the couch.

On the bed, Shi Qingran had already fallen asleep groggyly, and a pair of hands unconsciously climbed up to the waist of King Zhennan.

His Royal Highness the King of Zhennan, who was tightly pressed by her, quietly opened his eyes - his eyes were clear.