The moment the four thin lips touched, both of them were shocked.

Ning Huan's arm was against Li Huan's chest, as if he was rejecting Li Huan's approach.

Li Huan's mind was blank, and all the movements were done according to his own heart.

Because of Ning Juan's weak resistance, he was unhappy in his heart, and the strength of the kiss became more and more ruthless.

Cutting Ning Juan's hands backwards and pressing them under him, his hands roamed unscrupulously on Ning Juan's delicate skin.

Every inch of wandering made Ning Juan tremble.

Ning Juan also drank mung bean porridge mixed with medicine, but in addition to his own heart, his emotions may not be less than Li Huan.

But she always clenched her teeth and restrained herself from making a sound.

As Li Huan approached, Ning Juan's restraint became more and more difficult.

The little face was red, and the forehead was drenched with sweat, and the hair was wet.

"Siguan ......" Li Huan kissed the corner of Ning Juan's lips and said to Ning Huan with a sense of coaxing, "I am Yannian." ”

Between the words, he reached out and untied Ning Juan's clothes.

The sudden coldness made Ning Juan groan comfortably, but it seemed to react suddenly, her voice suddenly stopped, and her teeth became more and more clenched.

Li Huan's lips pressed to Ning Wan's ear, and a low and bewitching voice came out, "Siguan, call me to speak." ”

Ning Xuan's thin lips were already soaked with blood.

A hot palm grabbed Ning Juan's chin, forcing Ning Juan's teeth to let go of her thin lips.

Li Huan's tone was even lowered, and even deliberately softened, he said, "Siguan, call me to speak, just call me." ”

Ning Wan was short of breath and gasped for breath, but she just didn't want to shout those two words.

Even when his consciousness is chaotic, he is reluctant to call out those two words.

Li Huan was fierce and bit Ning Xuan's shoulder.

Ning Xuan's body shook violently and curled up slightly, trying to avoid Li Huan.

The last of Li Huan's consciousness disappeared.

He forcibly opened Ning Juan's body and forced Ning Juan's to accept his emotion.

Ups and downs, never dying.

Until the fifth watch, Li Huan's unrelenting entanglement finally ended, pressed Ning Juan in his arms, and fell asleep deeply.

Ning Xuan, who was in his arms, suddenly opened his eyes.

She pulled away Li Huan's hand wrapped around her waist.

But in an instant, Li Huan's hand was wrapped back again.

"Siguan ......," he whispered in his dream.

It's like a touching love story.

A bitter smile tugged at Ning Huan's lips, looked at Li Huan, who was asleep with a satisfied face, reached out, and took Li Huan's hand away from his waist again.

She got out of bed and found a random shirt to put on.

Rushing out the door, he said, "I want to bathe." ”

The sound is not loud, but it is more useful than Li Huan's slapping and kicking at night.

With a creak, the door opened.

Qingluo looked at Ning Xuan, who was standing in the center of the room, her face was pale, and she couldn't see her anger or anger, and her heart trembled.

She didn't dare to look at Ning Juan more, so she hurriedly lowered her eyes and said, "Miss Pujia has been waiting outside the courtyard, and the slave maid will go to ......."

"No, you don't." Ning Juan raised her eyes to look at Qingluo, who was trembling, and cold words popped out of her mouth, "Come on." ”

The moment the words landed, Qingluo's limbs were cold.

However, apart from his cold tone, Ning Juan didn't show anything.

As if nothing had happened, she was bathed and dressed by Qingluo.

From beginning to end, not a mote of anger and blame was shown.

Except for the two sentences just said, there was not a single word.

If it weren't for the dense purple kiss marks on Ning Xuan's body, those traces of love that couldn't be erased, Qing Luo would even wonder if nothing had happened last night.

The moment the belt was fastened, Ning Juan suddenly spoke, and she said, "You can go back to the errand." ”

Qingluo's legs weakened, and he knelt down in front of Ning Juan.

The corners of Ning Wan's lips hooked and smiled, "Now that it is a matter of course, the fake has come true, this Chaoyan Xiaozhu, there is nothing worth staring at Miss Qingluo." If Miss Qingluo doesn't leave at this time, she may not be able to leave when the prince wakes up. ”

"Niangniang...... "Qingluo suddenly fell to the ground and cried bitterly, "It's a slave who deserves death!" ”

"Where is the sin that deserves death?" Ning Juan asked rhetorically, and when Qingluo raised her head, a smile bloomed on her lips, and she murmured, "I should still thank you." ”

With that porridge, she was confused, and she didn't have to remember everything at that time, which was not bad.

You don't have to feel the endless torture as you did in your previous life.

You can't change the results.

No matter how many lifetimes you live, you are destined to come to this point.

Oh my life, this may be the case.

No matter what kind of expression Qing Luo was, Ning Xuan's gaze moved outward, and he had already taken a step.

The courtyard was quiet, and the entire Yunwang Mansion was quiet.

Ning Juan went out at this time, and no one stopped her.

Or, the people who would stop her were in the shadows.

Or, those who would stop her were chased away by Concubine Xian last night and haven't come back yet.

She walked out of King Yun's mansion, and only a silent Pu Jia was followed behind her.

Pu Jia followed behind Ning Wan as if walking on thin ice, looking at Ning Juan's somewhat sluggish pace and the eternal arrogant back, two strings of tears fell suddenly.

She knew that her young lady was really sad this time.

But knowing that her young lady was sad, she couldn't do anything.

Knowing that her young lady is sad, many things can't be changed.

It's not just that she can't change it, but even her young lady, even Prince Yun, can't change it.

I just don't know how many days it will take for such sadness to heal, I just don't know if there will be a day when such sadness will be healed.

Tears blurred her vision, Pu Jia raised her sleeves to wipe her tears, and when she looked forward again, she was already gone.

"Miss!"

Pu Jia's panicked roar resounded in the sky.

She scurried around the alley like a headless fly, but no matter which direction she went, she didn't see Ning Juan's figure.

Li Huan didn't sleep soundly.

He was afraid that everything that happened last night was a dream, but he was also afraid that everything that happened last night was not a dream.

In a daze, he felt that there seemed to be no Ning Juan in his arms, and there was no smell of Ning Juan between his snorts.

He was sweating profusely, and he was awake in an instant.

"Siguan!" He shouted.

As far as the eye can see, it's a mess, and everything is chaotic.

It was all a real thing to tell him that everything that happened last night was true.

But since it's all true, Ning Juan should also be in his arms.

It should be in his arms.

He clearly put his arms around her.

She was clearly in his arms.

However, he turned over the bed, where was Ning Juan's figure.

Li Huan's heart seemed to have been dug out, empty, dripping with blood and sharp pain.

He got up and walked out barefoot.

Anxiously asked, "What about people!" Where's the princess? ”

Angry?

Left him?

No, it can't be like this.

Li Huan regretted it, why did he touch her, why couldn't he restrain himself, why couldn't he hug her tightly, so that she couldn't escape.

"Lord Wang, my young lady is gone!"

Pu Jia's helpless and sad voice came into his ears, and Li Huan's steps staggered.