Outside, the starry sky is bright and the night breeze is warm.

Strings of bright small light bulbs meander away, and the afterglow is ambiguously sprinkled on the two of them.

The two stepped on the stone slabs, walking one after the other.

Walking to the swing, Feng Yu paused, raised his eyes to look at the swing, and remembered the embarrassing thing that happened last time.

She slept on the swing, and he came to look for her, but the swing broke, and the two fell together, and he kissed her.

At that time, his heart was beating out of order.

He had never been so intimate with any other woman except the Queen.

Lian Zhenzhen followed Feng Yu's line of sight, saw the white swing, and remembered what happened last time, and couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

She coughed lightly and strode past Feng Yu and left here.

Feng Yu withdrew his gaze and followed her.

He was much taller than her, and from his vantage point he could see the top of her unkempt wig.

The small wavy rolls swaying in the wind, which is very funny.

He couldn't help but chuckle lightly.

Lian Zhenzhen heard the laughter, paused, and then sped up and walked forward.

The road was unclear at night, he saw that she was walking in such a hurry, and he was afraid that she would fall, so he hurriedly grabbed her elbow, "Slow down." ”

Lian Zhenzhen struggled for a moment, but was still tightly clamped by his palm.

He grabbed her wrist and said, "The night road is clear. ”

His voice was soft, but with a hint of bewitchment, drifting into her ear canal, making her tremble slightly.

She didn't speak, but followed him and walked back the way she came.

At 12 o'clock in the middle of the night, 12 bells rang in Jincheng.

Scattered in this dark night, there is an inexplicable sense of solemnity.

"It's late at night, rest early."

He let go of her wrist and spoke with a doting gaze.

Lian Zhenzhen didn't look at him, and nodded mechanically.

After that, she hurriedly washed up and lay down on the bed.

The heartbeat has been frantic, and this has gradually stabilized.

She touched her forehead and couldn't help but sigh, "I have a fever?" ”

Why are your cheeks so hot?

She sighed, rolled over, and as soon as she closed her eyes, it was him.

He eats cake, drinks champagne, holds her wrist.

All she could think of was him now.

Tossing and turning.

When she got up, she was going to pour a glass of water to drink, but she didn't expect that he hadn't slept either.

He was in the cubicle, talking to Gu Ci.

As she passed by, she heard a voice soft.

The next second, Gu Ci walked out and asked, "Zhenzhen, you haven't slept yet?" ”

"Hmm."

Lian Zhenzhen responded, and through the gap in the partition wall, he caught a glimpse of Feng Yu's slender neck and white ears.

He didn't wear a mask.

If at this time, she walked over, and thought she would be able to see his face clearly.

She suddenly had an impulse and was about to find out, but found Feng Yu wearing a mask and walking out.

Lian Zhenzhen stared at the bronze mask on his face and looked away with a little disappointment.

He was still not honest enough with her.

He wouldn't even show her face, so how many of those things he said were true?

Lian Zhenzhen Nunu mouthed, "I'm a little thirsty, I'll pour some water to drink, so I won't disturb you." ”

Feng Yu wanted to say something, but she had already left.

He had no choice but to look at her back and purse his lips.

After Lian Zhenzhen finished drinking water, he walked back to the bedroom.

Feng Yu and Gu Ci were still sitting on the sofa.

Feng Yu rubbed his eyebrows, looking a little tired.

Gu Ci comforted him and asked him to accept the psychiatrist arranged by the queen.

It would be unreasonable for him to continue to stalemate with the queen.