Ning Yu looked at Zhao Ping's eyes, looked at him in confusion for a moment, his gaze fell to his lips, his eyes rolled slightly, he added his lower lip, wrapped his arm around the back of Zhao Ping's neck, raised his head and quickly imprinted a shallow kiss on his lips.

The soft touch made Zhao Ping's body tense.

"Don't be angry, do you?" After Ning Yu kissed it, her lips were still on Zhao Ping's lips, and she asked softly, "I think you seem to like this." ”

As he spoke, the hot breath swept over the corners of Zhao Ping's lips and cheeks.

Zhao Ping: "......"

Zhao Ping swallowed his saliva with difficulty, and the evil fire that he had finally suppressed came out again, raging in his body, and finally gathered somewhere.

Grass.

This little girl is too capable, isn't she?

Zhao Ping was about to lose control of himself, so he straightened up suddenly, and Ning Yu was also brought up. Unguarded, he got up too violently, and Ning Yu had no choice but to let go of Zhao Ping and support his body. Zhao Ping also realized that he was moving too quickly, and almost at the same time, he reached out and pressed Ning Yu's shoulder.

Seeing that Ning Yu stabilized his body, Zhao Ping let go of his hand and said in a hoarse voice: "Others like it, are you like it with others?" For example, that Lee so-kyun. ”

"No, this palace is only like you." Ning Yu stepped on the ground with one leg, knelt on the side of the bed with one leg, approached Zhao Ping, pressed his forehead against Zhao Ping's eyebrow bone, and whispered: "I like to be like this with you." ”

Ning Yu's words successfully pleased Zhao Ping.

Zhao Ping couldn't help laughing: "Really? ”

"Of course." Ning Yu said, "You are the best-looking, much better looking than Li Xiujun." ”

Zhao Ping: "......"

"Then you don't like it if I'm not good-looking?" Zhao Ping asked.

"Then you should take good care of your face." Ning Yu kissed Zhao Ping again, and when he spoke, the tip of his tongue accidentally licked Zhao Ping's lower lip.

Zhao Ping's whole body froze.

"How do you ......"

Before Ning Yu finished speaking, she was taken into Zhao Ping's arms, her chin rested on the top of her head and rubbed twice, her voice was hoarse and scary: "Don't talk, let me hold it for a while......"

"Oh......"

Ning Yu's heart thumped again, and the tips of her ears against Zhao Ping's chest also burned. It's a strange feeling, but it's also an indescribable thrill.

Ning Yu clutched Zhao Ping's shirt tightly. Yu Guang inadvertently glanced at somewhere under the man, and couldn't help but widen his eyes: "Where are you ......?"

Saying that, he stretched out his hand to go down, and as soon as he touched it, Zhao Ping was like an electric shock, "brushed" and bounced, he didn't even dare to look at Ning Yu, and hurriedly left a sentence "I still have to leave in advance", and then left without looking back, as if dozens of wolves were chasing him behind.

Ning Yu: "......"

Ning Yu looked down at her fingers and rubbed them lightly. I can't help but be a little angry.

Even if he has any treasures, she won't rob them.

She treated him like a brother.

It's stingy!

Can't you show her, can she still swallow his baby?

……

Zhao Ping fled in such a hurry that he didn't even close Ning Yu's window.

The wind of the winter night is fierce, blowing the window sash hula and hula.

Ning Yu sat cross-legged on the bed, looked at the whirring window sash, got angry for a while, got up and got out of bed and closed the window.

As soon as he walked to the window, a dark figure fell, and his face shone brightly in the night, his posture was erect, and the hem of his robe was flying.

"Would you like to go to the Lantern Festival together tomorrow night?"

The cold wind blew for a while, and the young man's voice was pleasant.

Ning Yu didn't answer, his eyes fell under Zhao Ping, and his voice was faint, "What did you hide there?" ”

Zhao Ping: "......"

Zhao Ping glanced at Ning Yu, and his face, which had finally become comfortable, stiffened again, and his expression was very indescribable.

Ning Yu: "...... You, what's that expression? ”

Zhao Ping was silent for a while, and suddenly walked in with the window frame.

"What, you're willing to show me?" Ning Yu took a few steps back, raised her eyebrows and watched Zhao Ping come in, the corners of her lips couldn't help but hook slightly.

Zhao Ping: "......"

Zhao Ping didn't speak, turned around and closed the window, stood quietly for a moment with his head tilted against the window, turned around, and faced Ning Yu's sparkling eyes.

Ning Yu looked quite excited, and she was holding a purple bead in her hand that she didn't know where to feel. A "come on, I'm ready" expression.

Zhao Ping: "......"

Zhao Ping is expressionless now, and the little girl he likes teaches by himself.

Thinking of this, Zhao Ping couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips.

"Come closer." Zhao Pingdao, his voice hoarse.

Ning Yu held the Night Pearl and leaned towards Zhao Ping, her eyes flashing with curiosity.

Zhao Ping stretched out his long arm and grabbed Ning Yu over, and his other hand suddenly covered her chest.

Because she was sleeping, Ning Yu was only wearing a middle coat, and there was no restraint underneath, and the skin of the two was only separated by a thin layer of fabric.

"What are you doing!" Ning Yu trembled all over his body, an indescribable strange feeling, and a trace of inexplicable shame, waving away Zhao Ping's hand covering his chest, but he still instinctively lowered his voice.

Zhao Ping's hand was covered, and the soft feeling at that moment, not only Ning Yu, but he couldn't help but shudder, and the feeling of blowing a cold wind to suppress it faintly raised his head.

"I'm the same here as you." Zhao Ping's voice was hoarse, "You can't touch people casually before you get married, understand?" ”

He lowered his head as he spoke, hugged Ning Yu tightly, buried his face in her shoulder socket, and his breathing was a little short of time.

Ning Yu: "......"

Ning Yu held back for a long time, let out an "oh" sound, and her fingers tightly grabbed Zhao Ping's shirt. I wanted to ask but was embarrassed to ask, thinking that she would check it herself another day.

Because her face was buried in Zhao Ping's chest, her voice was a little muffled: "Wait for me at the West Gate tomorrow night." ”

Zhao Ping laughed sullenly, and his hot breath hit Ning Yu's neck: "Okay." ”

……

The fifteenth day of the first lunar month is the first full moon night of the year, and it is a festival comparable to the festival of the festival of Dajiang, which is very important.

Shangyuan Festival, also known as the Lantern Festival, has been based on the warm and festive lantern viewing customs since ancient times, and important activities include lantern appreciation, boat rides, guessing lantern riddles, playing dragon lanterns, stepping on stilts, etc.

Wangcheng has long been decorated with lights and decorations. Shangyuan Festival is very popular not only among the people, but also among the nobility and even the royal family.

Because on this day, no matter who you are, you can go to the street to watch the lights in the open, which is a very interesting thing for everyone.

Ladies and nobles of the royal family generally wear masks to travel, initially for fear that they will cause trouble because of their outstanding appearance, but then it gradually evolved into a custom. Not only women, but also men often wear masks when traveling.

Masks prevailed, and gradually developed a wind of comparison. Whoever makes a beautiful mask will have a face.

So, every year the girls take great pains to make masks. Just waiting for the night of the Shangyuan Festival to show off his talents.

Naturally, some men are no exception.

With Ning Yu's fun-loving personality, Lu Ruo and the others felt that she would definitely have to go out of the palace to watch the lanterns, but they also knew that with Ning Yu's character, they would definitely not be willing to make something as troublesome as a mask.