"So, now ······" Su Yunran's eyes slowly turned, his thin eyebrows were playfully raised, his lips were slowly hooked, and his voice was a little loose, like a lazy cat, soft, "King Gong wants to cure the sins of the people's daughters?" ”

Mo Qingchen's eyes were gentle, he slowly approached Su Yunran, stretched out his hand and gently stroked Su Yunran's delicate little face, his voice was blurry and moving.

"How could it be, Qingchen was reluctant."

"Just ······" Mo Qingchen paused, flicked his fingers on Su Yun's white forehead, and his face was full of smiles.

"Ah Ran took off Qingchen's clothes and looked at Qingchen's body, but he had to be responsible for Qingchen."

"Oh?" Su Yunran chuckled, his eyes sparkling, glowing, "How to be responsible?" ”

Mo Qingchen hooked his lips, put one hand around Su Yunran's body, straightened her green silk, sniffed the bitter medicinal fragrance on her body, leaned over her ear, and said softly: "From then on, Qingchen will be Ah Ran's person." ”

Su Yunran chuckled, stretched out his hand to push Mo Qingchen away, and blinked, "Then what if, I'm not responsible?" ”

Mo Qingchen showed an aggrieved expression, and said with a blank eye: "This is not a gentleman's doing. ”

Su Yunran's face remained unchanged, he picked up the scroll, hid his face and said, "The folk girl is just a little woman, not a gentleman. ”

Mo Qingchen clasped Su Yunran's body tightly and pulled her closer to him, "I took off my king's clothes, but I didn't take responsibility for this king, I was so bold." ”

Su Yunran hid her face and smiled, with the charm and tenderness of her daughter's family, "At that time, it was also a last resort, and it was really difficult for the prince to let the people be responsible for the people like this." ”

"Is it difficult to be strong?" Mo Qingchen's strength around Su Yunran secretly increased a little, and his voice was slightly deep, "Then Ah Ran, are you unwilling to want Qingchen?" ”

Su Yunran lowered his eyebrows, slowly restrained the smile on his face, and said lightly: "The prince has a noble status, if you need a woman, there are many peerless beauties rushing to ask for it." ”

Mo Qingchen's thin lips were tight, with some coldness, and his ink-like eyes were tender and affectionate that could not be ignored.

He gently hooked the green silk on the side of Su Yunran's ear behind his ear, and said softly: "However, Qingchen is only happy with Ah Ran, what should I do?" ”

Su Yunran struggled slightly, widening the distance between him and Mo Qingchen, his eyes narrowed, with an inquiring and inexplicable deep meaning: "Why?" ”

Mo Qingchen's eyes are as deep as ink, with endless affection, but also restrained and deep, calm and forbearing.

He whispered in Su Yunran's ear: "The love is indescribable, Ah Ran can feel it with his heart." ”

After speaking, Mo Qingchen leaned over slightly, and his cold lips were imprinted on Su Yun's white forehead.

The soft light of the night pearl flowed with warm colors, blurring the distance between the two, and the two embraced each other quietly.

Su Yunran only felt that a piece of coolness was pasted on his forehead, and a scorching breath was sprayed on his face.

Mo Qingchen's powerful heartbeat was so clear, and the big hand on his waist was calm and powerful, with a reassuring temperature, it spread deep into his heart, lingering into his heart, and slowly taking root.

Su Yunran slowly closed his eyes, his thin eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

After a while, Mo Qingchen let go of Su Yunran, looking at her delicate face, only to feel that Ah Ran's expression became faint again, as if Fang Cai's daughter's delicate appearance was just an illusion.

There was purity in her clear eyes, and in an instant, she became the gentle and polite Miss Seven in everyone's mouth.

But Mo Qingchen knew that the more this was the case, the more cold and cold it was, without emotion.

He didn't want to see such an alienated and indifferent Ah Ran.

I always felt that Ah Ran's temperament was elusive, and that feeling of being separated made Mo Qingchen a headache.

Obviously, Ah Ran does not refuse his embrace, does not refuse his kiss, does not refuse his warmth, and obviously feels that his relationship with Ah Ran has taken a step forward.

But why, I still feel that Ah Ran is so far away from me.

It's as if Ah Ran's smile on himself, that hug of himself, his concern for himself, all of this is just a dream in the end.

A sweet dream that made him Mo Qingchen, willingly, sink in.

When I woke up, the smoke cleared, and everything was gone.

Ah Ran is still the indifferent and detached Miss Seven, full of wariness of herself.

Looking at Mo Qingchen, who was slightly distracted, Su Yunran paused, and finally just picked up the scroll and continued to read, and said lightly: "You go back and rest." ”

Mo Qingchen frowned slightly, his voice was low, with inquiry and uneasiness, "Ah Ran? ”

Su Yunran raised his eyes, and there was doubt in his clear eyes.

Looking at such eyes, Mo Qingchen was speechless all of a sudden, and his big hands with distinct bones tightened tightly, and he didn't move.

When he lost his mind, Su Yun's voice was as clear as jade.