In the blink of an eye, it was already three watches, the dark clouds receded, and the waning moon hung high.

The cold moonlight crept in unscrupulously along the bed curtain, and the wisps swayed on the side face of His Royal Highness King Zhennan like condensed cream.

There was a lazy sleepiness in his narrow eyes, and his dark pupils were like a pair of flints, and the moment the four eyes met, Shi Qingran almost had an illusion of a spark.

Although Shi Qingran didn't want to admit it very much, Song Yuchen did have a very good-looking face, just with his face, he didn't even need to say anything, and a slight smile could make half of the world's women fall to the ground for him - the remaining half were already married, and they were firmly supported by their husbands, and they probably had nosebleeds.

"Sleep."

Song Yuchen touched her head, the movement was rare and gentle, almost a little ear and sideburns, and even Shi Qingran, who was famous for his lack of interest, heard a crisp on his back, and his eyes lingered back and forth on the side of the pillow.

She hadn't forgotten what she was doing, so she coughed lightly and said, "Song Yuchen, don't forget what I just told you." ”

Song Yuchen closed his eyes, but accurately caught her bare wrist outside the thin quilt and brought it into his arms, and leaned her whole head on her shoulders by the way, "Got it, don't make any noise." ”

He said a few more words, and Shi Qingran tasted a little hoarse and tired from it.

The skin is close to each other, whether it is the thin and cold sweat, or the three thousand green silks, they are all entangled together, and they are the silent and decisive romance of breaking the bones and going to the Yellow Spring together with the tendons.

However, Princess Zhennan is really not a rough person who can enjoy such a flower before the moon, and as soon as she opened her mouth, she broke up the rare warmth after Wen Cun, "Don't promise to come down now and forget it tomorrow, last time ...... Hey, you go to sleep over there, don't press my hair...... If you don't press your hair, don't press my hands......"

Song Yuchen, "......"

He opened his eyes suddenly, and his eyes were colder than the moonlight in the middle of the night, rolling in like a murderous aura reflected on the cold iron of his armor.

Shi Qingran was stunned by his staring and shut up suddenly.

The two looked at each other without saying a word for a while, and a cool breeze blew faintly, and the half-dead candle at the bedside was completely extinguished.

The bed tent suddenly darkened, Shi Qingran involuntarily shivered, and suddenly reacted that he was a little out of line, Song Yuchen already had no feelings for her, and it was not easy to maintain harmony and peace on her face, how dare she kick her nose in the face?

It's very unsightly.

This time, Song Yuchen's reverse scale can be regarded as a steady poke for himself, and the score is exactly right.

Thinking of this, she groped on the quilt a little aggrieved, touched a corner of the quilt, and was about to pull it on her body, but her fingers were grabbed by a cold hand.

Song Yuchen's fingers were carved out of natural jade, and the tips of his fingers were soaked with the cold that was unprovoked, but there was still a little thin warmth in his palm, which barely gave this statue of a cold general forged of cold iron a trace of living breath.

At this moment, one cold and one hot came unexpectedly at the same time with extreme contrasts, which made Shi Qingran's heart tremble unconsciously.

"You didn't sleep at all." Song Yuchen snorted lightly, and his uneven tone couldn't hear any joy or sorrow.

Throwing down this sentence without a beginning or an end, he reached out and dragged up the quilt that had just been poisoned by the two of them, and wrapped it in Qingran when he was in a trance without changing his face, barely revealing half of his head.

Before Shi Qingran could react, he was tightly wrapped into a rice dumpling with crispy skin and tender meat and full of aroma.

His Royal Highness the King of Zhennan is used to being respectful and noble, and he has always only been served by others, and he is really not very good at serving people. Even though he was very careful and meticulous, and even could be called considerate and thoughtful, Shi Qingran still felt that he was almost suffocating, and he suddenly raised his breath after escaping death, "Your Highness! ”

Song Yuchen said lightly, "Well, what's wrong?" ”

As he spoke, his hand movements did not mean to stop, and ten fingers flew up and down with dexterity, and by the way, he grabbed the two hands that she could barely stretch out and struggled and pressed them back again.

You had a lot of fun, Your Highness.

Shi Qingran, "......"

After making sure that she would not move any more, Song Yuchen's face softened slightly, and he opened his mouth, as if he was going to say something, but he didn't say it, only slightly bent the corners of his lips, as if he was brewing something.

Shi Qingran lifted his eyelids and glared at him, his eyes were full of silent anger - His Royal Highness the King of Zhennan always looked like an abstinent and upright appearance in plain clothes, and outsiders categorically couldn't see that he would have such an unbelievable taste in private.

Embarrassed and had no room to fight back, Shi Qingran bit the last of her self-esteem, and quietly pondered that if he dared to ask if it looked good, she would bite her tongue and kill herself on the spot.

At this time, Shi Qingran's ears seemed to echo her brother's earnest teachings, "People want faces, trees want skins, don't fight for steamed buns, and fight for breath", and she felt a little more confident.

Although Shi Xuan is not very reliable, the size is also the owner of Shijia Villa, and when he speaks with a serious look, it is very similar to that, and it is even worth scrutinizing and studying.

Song Yuchen said, "...... like this"

Shi Qingran immediately stretched his tongue to the back molars as if he were facing a great enemy.

However, he said coldly, "Is it warm or not?" ”

“......”

Shi Qingran's tongue flashed, hanging half-dead between the two rows of teeth, and she was dazed for a while before she could come back to her senses, and then she turned her head, wanting to confirm that she must have heard it wrong, so she met the frank, bright, honest and sincere eyes of His Royal Highness King Zhennan.

She had no choice but to take the sentence hard, "Ah...... Warm. ”

Song Yuchen nodded and said, "What are you going to do in Yongxian?" ”

Shi Qingran said absentmindedly, "...... Do nothing. ”

It's a long story, but at the moment she doesn't have the mood to make a long story short, so she simply plans to forget about it.

"Early tomorrow morning, you let your maid go directly to the account room to draw silver, not counting the advance, and your regular silver will be issued correctly next month, just the entanglement on the road at that time, and——"

Before he could finish his "and", Shi Qingran's eyes widened in surprise, "Really? ”

In fact, it is more surprised than happy, surprised is frightened, and shocked is surprised.

If a person starts to get acquainted with a cold and ridiculous face, it will be okay to continue like this in the future, and the people around him will get used to it over time, but often they are always caught off guard by the sudden enthusiasm that will make people overwhelmed, and they can't help but want to speculate and suspect that he is full of pandering smiles on the surface, in fact, there is no bad water in his heart, after all, people's hearts are separated from the belly, and the two sides and three knives are the same as the affection in the book, which can be born after a long time, Maybe one second he was still smiling, Yan Yan was in short combat, the next second was short-handed, the white knife went in, and the red knife came out.