This king happens to be short of a warm bed. ”

The maid bowed and saluted

"Yes"

should be next.

Strike a please

"Miss Bao, please."

She is no longer addressed to a maid of the same rank.

It's the girl.

Nan Ji raised her eyebrows.

After a pause, she followed the maid.

in the mind

"Little Black"

Tongzi began to explain with a milky voice

[Host, warming the bed means that before Lord Feng Jiusu goes to bed, you lie down and sleep for a while.

When he's going to sleep, the bed is warm and you're ready to go. 】

Nan Ji listened to this meaning.

So she's a ······ Hand warmers??

The maid served Nan Ji to bathe, and she was very skilled.

Soon the bath was over, and Nan Ji was taken to Feng Jiusu's bed to sit on.

She wore a thin white silk veil on her body.

There was only one pink belly pocket inside.

The maid lifted the corner of the quilt and let her lie down.

Waiting to do it all.

And the maid departed.

Nam Ji collapsed on the bed.

The surroundings are quiet.

Feng Jiusu was still reviewing the folds.

It seems that the fact that Nan Ji was lying on his bed did not have any effect on him.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the music slowly.

The tea in the teacup has been drunk.

A stick of incense passed.

But the piece in his hand was still the one before a stick of incense, and there was no trace of turning.

Half-ringing, when he picked up the teacup again, he found that it was empty, and then he realized that he had lost his mind.

For the sake of the handmaiden.

The drooping black eyelashes flutter.

The red lips curled into a smile.

He placed the fold in his hand on the table.

Faintly through the screen, I saw the bed under the candlelight.

It's not very real.

I'm really interested in her.

Really, let her lie down on the bed.

Since when did he stop hating people coming into contact with him?

Think about it this way.

It seems that from the first time they met, she took him captive and took him captive.

It seems that there has always been an entanglement.

However, he didn't want to kill her.

I also think she's a little interesting.

Thinking so, he stood up, walked forward, crossed the wind screen, and saw the woman lying on the bed.

Finally, I saw her appearance clearly.

She closed her eyes and was wrapped in a quilt around herself.

The hair fell down, and it was soft against the cheeks and a little scattered.

White and delicate skin, long black eyelashes curled and trembling.

Feng Jiusu looked at it for a while.

His red lips curled.

She seemed to be asleep.

A warmer sleeps more peacefully on her master's bed than on her own.

His gaze skimmed over her face.

On weekdays, he abused her?

Don't let her sleep?

While thinking, he unconsciously stretched out his hand.

The back of her hand touched her left cheek.

Feel the warmth of her cheeks.

He put aside the jade bead he had been holding for many years in his hand.

Bend over and look more closely.

His eyes were dark, staring at her without knowing what he was thinking.

After half ringing.

He looked away.

Reached out and poked her in the head.

successfully poked Nan Jiao awake.

She opened her eyes and saw him for the first time.

Then, I heard his faint voice

"It is the first time that the king has seen such a thing as fall asleep on the king's bed."

Nan Ji silently leaned in.

Then he closed his eyes and decided to go back to sleep.

It's just that this Feng Jiusu has been staring at her.

When she closed her eyes, she could still perceive that he was looking at her.

Instead, I can't sleep.

He opened his eyes.

(End of chapter)