Chapter 30: Your Highness, it's time to sleep, come here~
Mu Qingqing, who was pushed away, pretended not to smell anything, and looked at Rong Ting with a puzzled expression, "What's wrong?" ”
"......" Rong Ting was also very puzzled, and when he sniffed carefully, it was clear that there was no peculiar smell, only Mu Qingqing's faint body fragrance.
Could it be that he has been overindulged in the past few days, so he has hallucinations?
Rong Ting didn't believe in this evil, but as soon as he touched Mu Qingqing, the stench came back again.
Rong Ting has a serious cleanliness habit, so he naturally can't bear it, so he pushed Mu Qingqing away again, this time further than last time.
The stench also disappears.
Mu Qingqing couldn't stop laughing in her heart, but there was an aggrieved expression on her face, "You dislike me?" I waited for you tonight to come with a fragrant bath, but you pushed me away......"
Bathing in a fragrant shower? Rong Ting's eyes narrowed slightly, and he smiled in a low voice, "What Lu Nanxing taught you?" ”
He knew her whereabouts well, how could he not know that she had met with Lu Nanxing today.
"A moment of Spring Festival is worth a thousand gold, what do you do with other men?" Mu Qingqing said coquettishly, took off her coat as she spoke, and only wore pure white bedclothes.
The bedgown is very close-fitting and outlines her fiery curves.
She walked to the side of the bed with a willow waist and a buttocks, looked back, and looked at Rong Ting with silky eyes.
"Your Highness, it's time to sleep, come here~" Her voice was delicate and soft, like a dose of joy, which made people's bones crisp.
She is going to deliberately seduce Rong Ting now, she wants to make him, but she doesn't have the courage to touch her.
Torture him to death!
Rong Ting's eyes were dark, and he was full of fire.
He walked towards Mu Qingqing step by step.
Looking at Rong Ting's burning eyes, Mu Qingqing's face was very calm, but her heart began to flutter more and more.
"......" This bastard shouldn't have been burned by lust and burned to his senses, and he endured the stench to kill her, right?
So is she hiding now, or not hiding?
"Do you think I can't help you?" Rong Ting stood still in front of Mu Qingqing and smiled evilly.
Mu Qingqing couldn't help but feel numb in her scalp.
Rong Ting suddenly grabbed her hand.
Before the stench could permeate, Mu Qingqing's eyes instantly changed.
The next moment, her whole body was immersed in the water.
The clear spring water was cold and cold, and Mu Qingqing suddenly struck a spirit.
Looking around, she realized that she was now in another dimension.
Ten miles of peach blossoms, the flowing water is murmuring, the breeze is gently blowing, and the peach petals are fluttering and falling, drifting down the river.
This seems to be a paradise Mu Qingqing is familiar with, Rong Ting brought her here in her previous life, this is Rong Ting's spiritual ring space.
The ordinary black crystal spirit ring space can only be stored, and the high-grade blue crystal spirit ring space can allow the owner to enter and exit, and at a higher level, like Rong Ting, an amethyst spirit ring that can allow the owner to bring people in and out, I am afraid that there is no second one in the entire Yunlan Continent.
At this time, Mu Qingqing was soaking in a clear spring.
This spring water has the effect of washing the muscles and marrow, nourishing the beauty of the skin.
In her previous life, Rong Ting often brought her in, where she was full of spiritual energy, he practiced on the shore, and she soaked in the spring water to nourish her skin, so her skin has always maintained a delicate state that is white and red, and can be broken by blowing.
However, Mu Qingqing didn't want to soak in this spring water at all, because the spring water around her gradually turned a turbid purple ......
The medicinal effects of the Purple Lotus have all been washed out!
Rong Ting stood on the shore in white clothes, and the scorching peach blossoms behind him couldn't suppress his peerless elegance.
With a smile in his eyebrows, he handed his hand to Mu Qingqing, who was about to go ashore.
The fingers are white and slender, with distinct joints.
Mu Qingqing looked at his hand and was stunned.