After packing up the things, Ruoyu looked at the small jade bottle outside the baggage, slightly distracted.

This is the medicine that Yin Fengze applied to his back, he is always injured, and the healing medicine Yin Fengze gave has been used many times, and this should be the last time.

Closing the door, Ruoyu retreated to the bedside, slowly took off her clothes, let the tulle slide off her back and sit in front of the dressing mirror, and held a bronze mirror in her hand to look at her back in the mirror.

The wound on his back was not as serious as in the phenomenon, but the red whip marks on his back were still dazzling, and he carefully reached out his hand to apply it, and it was a little numb.

"Ruo Qingwen, you get out of here for this king." The arrogant shout sounded outside the door, and it was the voice of Jun Wuyi.

Ruo Qingwen, who was still smeared with grease on her hands, was stunned, didn't he drink with his side concubine in the pavilion, how did he get here?

"Open the door and get out of here!" He slammed the door hard, his voice indistinct and inaudible.

Ruoyu hurriedly pulled her clothes and tried to put the thin shirt back on her body, but before she touched the corner of her clothes, she was kicked open by someone outside.

And he walked in with a step, and it seemed that he was really drunk.

And when those intoxicated eyes saw Ruoyu who was naked, a little surprised, stunned, and a little stupid.

Jun Wuyao, who was already paralyzed by alcohol, only felt that the defeat was like a mountain for a while, and the person in front of him was so beautiful, so beautiful that it breathtaked people's souls.

The hatred is so full that she only discovers her beauty when she is really drunk.

Ice skin and snow skin, skin like snap fingers, delicate as if it is blown away, long and soft hair slightly bent down to the waist, blocking the spring color on the chest looming, and the white clothes spread on both sides, lining Ruoyu more moving and beautiful, but also a touch of sultry feeling.

Jun Wuyi, who stayed in place, felt that the strength of the wine was surging down his waist and on his head, and his face was red.

The moonlight was slightly sprinkled, and the red face of Jun Wuyi was obvious, Ruoyu suddenly woke up like a haphazard and anxious set on her clothes, but the untidy clothes were even more seductive.

Striding forward, Ruoyu's body was hugged by him, and the heavy smell of wine came to his face, smoking, dry, how did he drink so much wine.

And he was holding his body a little shaky, the clothes were too thin, as if he was alone, and the hand he covered his waist was like a soldering iron, very hot.

struggled hard, struggling to push away the hot man on his body, but he was tightly clamped by his big hands, and all that entered his nose was his domineering aura.

I wanted to kick it helplessly, but I heard him whisper in his ear: "You let this king hold him for a while." ”

You let the king hold him for a while.

It was an ordinary sentence, but when I heard him say it, I felt that the whole person was numb and crispy, and the warm current slipped to the bottom of my heart.

It's not just how hot it is, Ruoyu only felt that the sky was dark for a while, and she was confused and even raised her hand to hug him, wrapped her hand around his back, and hugged him gently.

The smell of wine mixed with his whole body has a bit of a woman's aroma, which belongs to the aroma of Mengyoudie.

couldn't help but smile bitterly, slowly let go of his hand, and wanted to push him away again, but he saw that he was exhaling smoothly and softly, and he fell asleep so quickly.

Carefully propped him on the bed, looking at his sleeping face, a strange feeling actually spread to his heart.

Do you hate him? What's in this hatred?

I can't figure it out, I can't figure it out, I just feel that this feeling scares me.

When she held the burden, Ruoyu took two steps and looked back, maybe this was the last look.

Carefully cover the door, and speed up his pace as if fleeing.

I had to tell the guard that I would leave today, and if I was two days late, I was afraid that I would lose my mind and not want to go.