Shen Junjiu was pulled closer, and when the breath fused, Yan Wuge's face was almost close to her eyes.

A faint warm breath fell on her face, and her phoenix eyes outlined her countenance.

When the four eyes met, she could clearly smell the fragrance of pine and bamboo on his body, and at his thin lips, Shen Junjiu suddenly remembered that beautiful and absurd dream inexplicably, and at the same time his face was instantly hot, he hurriedly pushed him.

"What nonsense, who teased you?"

The carriage was not big, and Shen Junjiu pushed it hard, originally wanting to break away.

But who would have thought that Yan Wuge didn't let go, but grabbed her waist and didn't let go, so that she threw herself into his arms.

The two slammed backwards into the wall of the carriage and fell crookedly in the corner.

Shen Junjiu crashed into his arms, feeling a little panicked, and hurriedly grabbed the things in his hand to stabilize his body, but he didn't notice that it was Yan Wuge's clothes.

As soon as he exerted force in his hand, he heard a "tearing" sound, and the clothes were broken in an instant.

Yan Wuge lowered his eyes and stared at the girl in his arms, his cheeks were crimson, and he looked at the wisp of clothing he was holding in disbelief.

And the front of him was torn open, revealing his fair collarbone and skin.

Yan Wuge couldn't help but chuckle:

"Can't wait so much, but do you want this king to undress and help you?"

Shen Junjiu: "......"

His face turned red, and he was angry.

She didn't!!

The dignified King of the North, what kind of ghost clothes are you wearing, and they will be torn when you tear them?!

Shen Junjiu staggered to avoid his white flowers, and hurriedly said, "I didn't mean to. ”

"That's intentional."

"I didn't!"

Shen Junjiu hurriedly pushed him away and got up, and this time Yan Wuge didn't stop her from retreating, but instead sat up with her with a smile.

He was already wearing a wide-sleeved brocade shirt, and when the placket was torn, the straps underneath were loose.

As he got up, his coat slipped down, revealing more in front of him.

Yan Wuge's body is very thin, and his face is sick and pale all the year round, but his body under that robe is stronger than ordinary people.

At this time, the outer shirt is half hidden when it is loose, revealing a thin but not thin chest, with faint and smooth lines that go straight to the waist, and above is the delicate collarbone with a cold white complexion.

Shen Junjiu's eyes wanted to avoid it, but Yan Wuge leaned forward.

When he approached, her eyes inevitably fell on him, and her gaze couldn't help but follow the line in front of him in his clothes, and she only felt that her mouth was dry.

Good, so exciting.

Yan Wuge saw her looking directly at her body, not only did she not feel ashamed at all.

Instead, he deliberately leaned forward a little, revealing a faint waistline, leaned into her ear, and looked at her slightly reddened earlobes and said in a bewitching voice,

"Is it pretty?"

Shen Junjiu.

It's so pretty......

A little blush loomed, lining his soul-stirring voice, making her nose feel as if there was a hot stream gushing down her nose.

Shen Junjiu hurriedly covered his nose with his hand and retreated, pulling his shirt to cover him with one hand, and looked up a little annoyed: "What do you want to do?!" ”

Yan Wuge chuckled: "Make a promise with your body." ”

Shen Junjiu was dazzled by his laughter, but he still kept the bottom line: "I said it, I don't want to get married." ”

Yan Wuge raised his eyebrows: "Then you can marry me." ”

Shen Junjiu was stunned.

And this operation??

Yan Wuge took her hand and put it in front of him: "How is it?" If you don't want to marry, then marry. ”