Su Xian's face was pressed against her body, and he asked, "Your Highness, is it okay?" ”

Forcibly suppressing it will only make this beautiful. Thoughts are like rooted branches, growing wantonly and winding wildly, stirring him up in peace.

The delicate and beautiful young man overwhelmed Shi Yu with her eyes, so she nodded confusedly.

Shi Yu always thought that she was the mighty and domineering side, so she took the initiative.

The tip of his nose is against the tip of his nose, and his lips are against each other.

Su Xian's eyes widened in an instant, her slender eyelashes couldn't help but tremble slightly, and the tip of her nose was full of the cold fragrance of a girl.

Shi Yu frowned, and suddenly said, "Do you dislike me?" ”

"Hmm...... No. ”

Feeling the girl's momentary loss, Su Xian coaxed her softly: "Your Highness... You've done a great job, so let me serve you..."

Su Xian reached out and ripped off the hairband that bound her hair, and the long black hair spread out in an instant, spread on the mandarin duck pillow, and her powerful arm firmly circled her, and gently held her cheek with one hand.

Like a treasure, he kissed with pity.

It's like a thirsty person who has finally seen a sweet spring.

He didn't dare to drink too quickly, for fear that it was just an illusory conjecture.

I don't know how long the kiss lasted, it seemed to be as long as a night, and it was like a moment of lightning and flint, Su Xian finally stopped his plunder. Snatch.

In the not very bright light, he saw Shi Yu in his arms, the girl's fair little face was flushed with a faint flush, her eyes were sparkling, and a pair of apricot eyes were full of spring water, clear and rippling, and it touched people's hearts.

Every breath and breath is carried with him.

Su Xian suddenly had an impulse, as if she wanted to hide something, and raised her hand to cover her eyes.

His voice was a little hoarse, like a swimming grass floating on the water: "Your Highness, don't look at me with such eyes. ”

His Adam's apple was rolling and the tails of his eyes were red.

Otherwise, he would not be able to bear it.

"Husband, I've approved a day's excerpts, I'm so tired, can I rest earlier......" Shi Yu prayed with an unconscious coquettishness.

"What do you call me?"

"Husband, ......"

After a fuss, Shi Yu lay on the bed exhausted.

Su Xian wiped her body with hot water and hugged the person into her arms, "Tired?" ”

Shi Yu nodded tiredly.

"Let's sleep together."

The night was getting deeper.

Su Xian held his exhausted little girl in his arms and went to sleep together.

-

Yaohua Palace.

Yan Qingqing didn't fall asleep all night.

She lay on her delicately furnished bed, surrounded by scent, but kept her eyes open, laboriously counting the streaks on the top of her head through the dim light.

The palace keeper who was keeping vigil held a dimly lit lamp and came in lightly, wanting to cover the quilt for the master and put out another lamp.

But before she could lift the curtain, she was startled by Yan Qing's quiet voice: "...... Is there any news from Sikong-sama? ”

The palace people were stunned for a moment, and then they were a little embarrassed: "If you go back to Your Highness, you haven't ...... yet."

"Someone is watching over there, and as soon as there is news, we will definitely pass it on to you!"

-

Early the next morning.

Shi Yu slept soundly, and was pinched in the face in a daze, and pinched the tips of his ears lightly.

She slapped the messy hand away, reluctant to wake up in a light dream.

She rolled over halfway, and in a daze, she felt as if someone was sitting next to the collapse, blocking her from the light, allowing the morning sun to pass gently without waking her up.

At this time, Su Xian, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, had a gentle gaze on his left hand.

He reached out and stroked the faint mark, his eyebrows gentle.

He had many scars on his body, but this one was the one he liked the most.

(End of chapter)