Qiao Mu Yusheng was extremely beautiful, breathing evenly, his face was slightly ruddy, his thick eyelashes were like two brushes, reflecting two rows of shallow shadows, I don't know what he dreamed of, his brows raised slightly.

Ling Siqing's thoughts spun around quickly, and he raised his eyes again, his heart fluttered, but his eyebrows suddenly tied a dead knot!

The panic in the dream has receded, and the doubts in his heart have eased, and naturally he didn't have the heart to care about Qiao Muyu's dream, his stiff body quickly regained consciousness, his thin lips pursed, his teeth grinded, and his eyes flashed a trace of ruthlessness......

Qiao Muyu, who was asleep and didn't know it, only felt a pain in his chest, and with a roar, he quickly flew away from the bed.

The wheat-colored chest was strong and powerful, but at this moment, there were two blood-red scratches and a neat tooth mark, Ling Siqing, this woman, was so ruthless, and her hands and mouths covered his chest beyond recognition.

Qiao Muyu was slightly angry, but something indescribable flashed in his heart, and he was too fast to catch it.

Before he could react, Ling Siqing had already wrapped the quilt tightly, quickly fled to the corner of the bed, and looked at her vigilantly, his eyes seemed to be worried and resentful, but it was also a little complicated, and there was no shame and indignation that a ruined boudoir woman should have, or even crying hysterically.

She was too quiet, except for the desperate bite just now, she was a little abnormally quiet.

Qiao Muyu suppressed his anger, lowered his eyes to look at the wound on his chest, pulled the dirty clothes on his shoulders, sat down at the round table opposite the bed, eased his expression, and looked at Ling Siqing calmly, "Ling Siqing, are you a woman?" ”

Ling Siqing couldn't understand why he had such a question, his eyes were white, he snorted coldly, and said disdainfully: "Sixth Highness, have you hugged me for a night and still haven't come to a conclusion?" "Idiot, who are you trying to trick!

Qiao Muyu couldn't help but laugh dumbly.

Ling Siqing glared at him, lowered his eyes, and adjusted his gaze to look at him again, only to see a pair of extremely deep, deep eyes like sea water looking at him, and his chest instantly rolled with intense and hot complex emotions.

He obviously had the opportunity to take his ruined body......

Although Ling Siqing's mind was chaotic, the painful memories stimulated her fragile nerves and made her struggle to resist, but she actually knew that no matter how she struggled and resisted, it was impossible to escape a man in a sea of desire......

Qiao Muyu obviously had a chance to succeed, and he could obviously satisfy his male vanity and self-esteem, but why didn't he continue?

Ling Siqing thought about it, his bright eyes were half-squinted, and his gaze slowly moved down, looking between his legs, which were only wearing obscene pants...... A flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, could it be, he can't do it there!

Qiao Muyu's gaze like a sharp blade swept over, and she instantly retracted her gaze.

"You pervert!" Ling Siqing gasped in shock, but he didn't know where to fall his retracted gaze, just now between his legs, there seemed to be something slowly bulging, and in the blink of an eye, the small tent had already been propped up.

Where's this damn woman!

Really, I can't imagine that last night's hard willpower to suppress the ** would lose his armor so easily!

How could Qiao Muyu not feel her gaze, her eyes were bright, with a doubtful seriousness, burning like stars in the sky, if it weren't for this, he wouldn't let the ** he deliberately ignored quickly gather together.

There seemed to be some strange emotions spreading in the air, just like the fragrance of peach blossoms slightly stained by the morning dew.

"Color!" Qiao Muyu sighed lightly, "Who let Miss Ling San be the person around this prince who wants to keep him!" He chuckled, got up and walked to the bedside, his eyes were like water, remembering how uneven and uneven the quilt was, and his lower body became more and more hot.

Damn, he wanted to play tricks on her, but he found out that it was also a great torture for himself!

Ling Siqing retreated again, his expression slightly nervous, and there was a slight flush on his dark cheeks.

Qiao Muyu saw that she didn't speak, and he didn't mean to continue to tease, after all, his current situation was not suitable for fighting against Ling Siqing for a long time, so he simply walked away without saying a word, and it was estimated that he would have another bucket of ice water.

The sound of water kept coming from behind the screen on the side of the bed, and Ling Siqing moved his stiff body and took action.

She quickly put on her clothes, but found that her dress was already messy, wrapped in the quilt and got out of bed, hurriedly touched a robe from the cabinet next to her, did not have time to wash, quickly put it on, and fled.

Behind the screen, Qiao Muyu bathed in the bath bucket, the bath water was cold and cold, but he poured it on his head one by one, his long hair poured out, spreading out like ink in the water, and his wheat-colored skin showed a touch of bewitching charm.

He could naturally hear the movement outside the screen, his sword eyebrows were slightly raised, his thin lips were slightly pursed, and his eyes were even darker.

After Ling Siqing left the room, she didn't go back to her room, but left the courtyard in a hurry, she found out the general layout of the guards here yesterday, so she didn't take the main entrance, but picked a feasible route, and climbed over the back wall of the courtyard to Cuiping Mountain. Xu was lucky to leave so easily, and he couldn't help but secretly rejoice.

Looking back, I saw that the courtyard was a red wall and high tile, green shade was verdant, a few points of peach bloomed in the meantime, leaning on the halfway of Cuiping Mountain, quiet and elegant, although it was only a western suburb courtyard, but it was also very magnificent.

The corners of Ling Siqing's mouth twitched slightly, how could he have fallen to the point where he had no home to return to!

The third lady of the Zuo Xiangfu was left in the western suburbs by His Royal Highness the Sixth Prince, and overnight, this matter sprung up like mushrooms after a rain, and the Yang Hua Fei in June quickly spread throughout the entire Jinling capital.

Some people sigh that the six princes are amorous, some people read the good life of the third miss, and more are curious about this Miss Ling San, the eldest lady of the Ling family, Ling Siqing is the first of the four beauties in Jinling, what kind of beauty is the unknown Miss Ling San, so that the six princes can take a fancy to it!

Huiling Restaurant.

At this time, it was past noon, there were not many people in the restaurant, there were only two or three tables of guests in the lobby at this time, Qiao Mufeng, who was handsome and proud, walked in, sat down by the window, and the attendant behind him ordered a cup of tea for him, so he didn't say much, and his eyes just looked at Cuiping Mountain in the distance.

Unexpectedly, Qiao Muxuan wanted to win Ling Zhi over, but he didn't know that Ling Zhi was actually his loyal adviser!

Qiao Mufeng secretly thought that he had used a beauty trick and successfully hooked Qiao Muxuan, this time, did he want to use the beauty man's trick, and wanted to use Ling Siqing to win over Zuo Xiang, this wishful thinking was really exquisite.

He pondered to himself, and after a while, he was interrupted by a kind and hearty voice.

Ling Siqing took a long detour from Cuiping Mountain before he bypassed the western suburbs and went down the mountain, the golden robe on his body was already tattered by the branches and thorns, and he didn't dare to go back blatantly, so he came to the Ling Restaurant this time.

As soon as she entered the lobby, she noticed that there was a more gorgeously dressed and noble person in the window where she often sits.

Qiao Mufeng, I didn't expect him to come to such a place.