017: Warm storage

This voice is difficult even if Liang Cisheng wants to forget it.

She had lingered on the bed with the owner of the voice in a more ambiguous pose.

For a moment, the sound of light sweeping outside was obvious, and for a moment, the two people on the bed could clearly hear the breathing between them, and the whole room fell silent.

Chu Zhuxu frowned, the place on his wrist that was held by Liang Cisheng was slightly hot, hot like a soup woman, the soft skin under his palm made his expression deep, and his nose was full of the fragrance of Liang Cisheng's body.

Liang Cisheng, who was held in her arms, now also guessed that the person who came outside was not the person she was waiting for, on the contrary, she still wanted to harm them.

The palm holding Chu Zhuxu's wrist tightened slightly, and he leaned back.

The girl's sense of dependence obviously pleased Chu Zhuxu.

The sound of searching outside is getting closer and closer, but the action is not big, it is estimated that this place is also considered to be the place where the former emperor of the West is enshrined, and if there are any organs and secret guards, if it is too much, maybe the task will not be completed, and even his life will be explained here.

Liang Cisheng's palms were sweating, and his mind quickly thought of countless ways to cover up this matter, but in the end they were all vetoed.

It's too risky, and just by listening to the sounds, you can tell that there are not many people coming, and it's impossible to determine what kind of weapon they have in their hands, if it's too lethal......

"Offended."

Before Liang Cisheng could decide what method to use, the riding clothes on her body were taken off, and her fair and bare shoulder sockets were exposed to the air.

The young man on her top, Sanqianqingsan, draped behind her, and many of them fell directly on Liang Cisheng's face, and the quilt slowly slid down, revealing the young man's strong and vigorous body.

Not far away, a lone lamp illuminated their lingering figures, and the dim room formed an extremely overlapping and lingering shape.

They should have been.

Liang Cisheng couldn't tell what kind of feeling she felt, she held her breath, and the hands that were overlapping next to her clenched into a fist, if she wasn't afraid of bringing in people from outside, she would have swung up a fist.

In her previous life, it was because she was subject to Chu Zhuxu that she was forced to listen to him for everything.

Chu Zhuxu leaned his head to Liang Cisheng's ear and said softly: "The princess doesn't scream twice, how can she deceive the people outside?" ”

“……”

Liang Cisheng's cheeks were slightly drunk, and even his ears were dyed with a faint pink, his hand lightly pressed against the person's chest, his round eyes glared angrily at the man who was pressing on him, and gave a few more thoughts to the people outside.

The people outside the door moved, and they didn't seem to expect that there were still people in the temple doing such things.

The leader's brows frowned slightly, and he thought about his identity and companion who were going to assassinate someone, and with the news they inquired about, it was definitely impossible for those two people to appear under their noses in this posture.

The leader couldn't figure out what the people inside were, and he didn't want to expose their plans to too many people, so he raised his hand and motioned for the people behind to retreat.

"Gone." After Liang Cisheng heard that there was no sound of wind and grass outside, he hurriedly flipped under the young man's body, tidied up his torn and scattered clothes, and repacked the burden placed next to him, and carried it on his back.

"Not leaving?"

After Chu Zhuxu was pushed away, his heart was empty, but he couldn't tell what his situation was, his shirt was opened, and his sturdy and sturdy body was still exposed.

Xing's eyes narrowed slightly, and she smiled: "What is the princess anxious about?" Really don't you want to keep warm with me? ”

"Prince Chu, don't go too far."

"You don't like it? So what are your ears red about? Chu Zhuxu looked at the little girl standing in front of him, her face was sometimes crimson, sometimes pale, and she glared at him angrily, but she looked very much like the little white cat that his mother had once fed in the palace.

Teased by him, a look.