"Your Majesty is full, but the minister is still hungry, what do you say?" Jun Qing put the cups and plates aside, and then stared directly at the girl.

Dongfang Li frowned: "There are still a few pastries left, Prime Minister..."

Halfway through the words, the girl paused, and her peach eyes widened suddenly.

Jun lightly hooked his lips: "Your Majesty knows it, then use this as a reward for the minister."

Dongfang Li instantly shrank into the corner of the bed and grabbed the futon: "No, I want to rest, and the prime minister should go back to his room."

Jun Qing narrowed his eyes slightly, and leaned over: "Go back to your own house? Your Majesty said with a smile, the minister did not want extra rooms, and if he did not stay here, the minister would have nowhere to go."

The man's expression changed as he spoke, and he became pitiful, compared with this one-meter-nine figure, the contrast was unprovoked.

A man of peerless elegance suddenly shows this begging expression to you, and no one can help it.

Dongfang Li's heart still softened.

Mu Lu hesitated, and changed his words for a while: "It's okay to stay here, but you have to lay on the floor."

When Jun heard this, his eyes crossed successfully, and then he was embarrassed and said, "There is only one futon here, and I am afraid that the minister will not be able to do it."

After speaking, he stared at Dongfang Li expectantly, lonely and helpless and pitiful.

Dongfang Li: "..."

The girl's brows furrowed, her small fists clenched, and she struggled in her head, "You go and let the maid prepare."

Jun Qing's eyes flashed with disappointment: "Fang Caichen let them all rest, the matter of changing the order of the dynasty is damaging to the reputation, and the minister is here to represent the face of the east, doesn't Your Majesty care?"

Dongfang twitched the corner of his mouth, Gongsun Junqing still has a reputation?

Hell yes.

Just as he was thinking about it, he heard the man speak again: "If the minister runs to the maid's house in the middle of the night to find someone, I'm afraid that tomorrow there will be one more talk in Los Angeles, and the prime minister in the east will be mad and plot against the maid..."

The more the man's voice spoke, the more aggrieved he became, and the phoenix's eyes fell on the girl as if looking at a negative man.

Dongfang frowned, knowing that the other party was acting, but she was still moved by compassion, especially the later sentence "Go to the maid's room", which inexplicably made her feel uncomfortable.

Biting his lip, he struggled to speak, "Then stay away from me."

That's a compromise.

Jun's thin lips curled like the moon: "Yes, my Imperial Majesty."

This trick is really tried-and-true.

Her villain is still as soft-hearted as ever, which is not good, if she is deceived by someone else one day...

I have to say that the big demon king got cheap and behaved, his face sank, and his eyes locked on the girl: "Your Majesty, you are alone, remember."

Dongfang Li frowned, what kind of wind is this man smoking?

didn't answer, pulled the futon, and said lightly, "Rest early."

After speaking, he was about to lie down, but was pulled into his arms by the man: "Your Majesty must remember the words of the minister, otherwise you can't afford the consequences..."

Dongfang Centrifugal couldn't help but feel cold, and shook his body: "I'm sleepy, and if I don't sleep anymore, the sky will be dawn."

Jun looked at the other party for a while, Fang let go, covered the futon for him, turned off the light, and got into it himself.

Seeing that the man was only nested in a corner and did not come, Dongfang Centrifugal breathed a sigh of relief.

She must have been evil just now, so she let the other party stay.

Masochism...

The person has already laid down, and it is too late to regret it, so he simply puts his head under the covers, and his eyes are not clear.

I don't know how long it took, the girl's breathing gradually evened out, Jun opened her eyes lightly, the corners of her mouth crossed the cunning, and her long arm stretched out to scoop the person into her arms.

Dongfang Li, who was sleeping, frowned, arched, found a comfortable position, and fell into a deep sleep.