Reed-like snowflakes flew all over the sky and landed on Di Jinxuan's fox snow hat. He turned his face sideways and hugged Ji Qingge tighter.

"I'll ask something."

Ji Qingge's slender body trembled slightly, and he reached out to pat the flying snow on the wind and snow hat for him, and said.

"Ask."

"You just said that you saw a human head or something in the backyard, and you said it on purpose to test my guts, right?" Ji Qingge raised his eyebrows lightly, blinked at Emperor Jinxuan, and asked.

"Why should I tell you?"

Di Jinxuan smiled evilly and teased her in a low voice: "What? You came in a hurry, didn't you just want to blow the cold wind in someone's back garden with my son? ”

Or do you just want to lie in his arms and delay him from doing his right thing?

"What's the matter, I'm still waiting for you to tell you a story.

On a dark night mixed with wind and snow, a terrible scream came from the suburban mansion of a certain dignitary: 'Ah-'. Wait for that ......"

Ji Qingge used her imagination to think of the beginning of a supernatural story for him. I thought I could get his praise, but I didn't think about it, he replied to her with two words:

"Boring!"

Such a creative opening turned out to be boring?

kindly helped him make up a story, but failed to get his approval, she was helpless. Unconvinced, she pouted, she raised her right foot, stepped on the snow blanket vigorously, and said:

"Hate you."

“……”

How to listen to it, it feels like she's saying the opposite, "I like you." ”

Oh, isn't it?

If she didn't like him, how could she brave the cold and ignore the danger to sneak into someone's courtyard to find him? If it weren't for his embrace, how could it be ......

"Bang, bang."

The sound of two heavy objects falling to the ground pierced the tranquility of the cold night, and Di Jinxuan and Ji Qingge, who were provoked, followed the prestige. The eyes of the two looked at the southeast position in unison, and said in unison:

"Let's go."

"You stay." When Di Jinxuan let go of the hands that hugged her, he instructed.

"It's not your courtyard, I can go wherever I want, you can't care." Ji Qingge pushed him hard and walked towards the room where the sound came from first.

"Who told you to take it in? Say! ”

After a crackling sound of broken porcelain, Ji Qingge heard a male voice as cold as a thousand years of ice. The voice...... It's all too familiar.

"King Yan?"

She looked back at Di Jinxuan, who was following closely behind her, and asked softly.

"Hmm."

Seeing that Di Jinxuan confessed. Ji Qingge couldn't help but whisper: "Your big brother is really not a good thing. It is clear that there is a beautiful princess at home, and last time she brought a beautiful woman to the Lost Valley for a tryst. This time......"

"Shut up."

Di Jinxuan attached to her ear and reminded her softly: "There must be a reason why King Yan came here late at night. We just need to find a secluded place and listen. ”

Reasonable.

His Royal Highness King Yan was angry. The slave and maid took in the old woman because she was a fellow villager of the slave and maid, a native of the city. Watching her be beaten half to death, and she has no money to heal her......"

Listening to the woman's voice, there is a little sense of vicissitudes.

"Huh?"

It's just a short word, but it's full of questions.

“…… Woohoo......"

As soon as he heard the woman's mournful cry, Ji Qingge quickly found the house where the sound came from through the crying. She squatted with Di Jinxuan for a long time under the hollow carved wooden window of others, and finally hoped that they would be willing to light an oil lamp.

"It's really economical for such a rich family to quarrel in a darkly lit house."

She couldn't help but complain in her heart.

Ji Qingge, who was half-squatting, squinted at the movement in the room after reaching out and piercing the window paper.

Through the light of the oil lamp, which was as bright as day, Ji Qingge soon caught a glimpse of the long figure standing in front of the delicate wooden bed. The man was facing the delicately made bed, and she and Di Jinxuan could only see the man's back through the pierced window paper.

I saw that the bed in the room took up half of the space of the entire bedroom.

is not only exquisitely made, but also Ji Qingge, who has been a man in two lifetimes, and a bed that is rarely seen.

If you look closely, you can see that the bed has a roll canopy roof, and down, there are also steps.

There are carved pillars before the step, as well as hanging, as well as the silhouette composed of flower covers.

The oil lamp is placed on a small table to the right of the silhouette. It looks like it's still relatively high-end and atmospheric.

After thinking about it for a long time, she remembered a kind of bed introduced in a certain novel, which was somewhat similar to the bed in the house. Call...... 1,000 beds!

The tall figure of the man moved slowly and came to the pale pink veil. His right hand caressed the veil and remained motionless. At this time, there was a slender jade hand like a green onion, slowly stretching out from the veil......

That hand-looking one, it's really eye-catching.

Let Ji Qingge, the same sex, see it, and they are all envious.

The man in the black robe stretched out his slender fingers, gently pinched the woman's jade hand, and brought it to his lips. The thin lips approached very naturally, and a hot kiss fell on the back of the woman's white hand.

"You ......"

The woman said angrily.

"Not resting yet?"

The sound just now, if you don't listen carefully, is really a bit like the coaxing sexy male voice of the emperor and the creditor when he is happy.

On a snowy day, he was guarding outside someone's bedroom, and he was sprinkled with dog food for no reason, and it hurt to think about it. Ji Qingge glared at Di Jinxuan beside him with anger, and the sense of loneliness in his heart was even worse.

"It's so snowy outside, what are you doing here?"

A faint female voice came from the house, with a little coquettishness and a little infatuation. This voice is the voice that Ji Qingge has heard once before, but he still remembers.

The last time I heard a woman's voice was in the Maze Valley of the West Mountain.

"I'm not coming, are you sleeping?"

As he spoke, the man in black ......

Although she couldn't see anything through the light pink veil, someone still covered her eyes very unfriendly, and whispered in her ear: "Are you still watching?" ”

What does it mean for her to still watch?

Even if she wants to see it, she has to give her a chance to see it, right? But the problem is, just when she saw the man in black taking off her shoes, her eyes were blindfolded, so what else did she see?

There was an instant whispering sound in my ears, and the two people in the room must be enjoying the moment of ecstasy.

Squatting until Ji Qingge's feet were about to go numb, a question came from the house: "Oh, how is this good?" It's all my fault, I scratched you. ”

At this time, Di Jinxuan let go of Ji Qingge's blindfolded hands.

She looked inside, but all she could see was a pale pink veil......

"Why blame you? That's what the Lone King likes. The man said in a low and hoarse voice: "When will I go to the valley again, and reminisce about the time when Xi Yun was crazy, I caught the feeling of being hurt all over my body." ”

"You, excessively!"

The woman's words were a little coquettish.

"Xi Yun, for you, the Lone King has to go too far. You must know that you are the only woman that the Lone King has loved all these years. It was you who made the Lone King experience the taste of love and being loved, and made the Lone King grow into a truly mature man. ”