Even though she was not far from the second brother, she could feel the low pressure emanating from the second brother's body, she panicked, and the second brother was not lightly angry.

However, Shangguan Ning is still the master who adds fuel to the fire, and he hooked his lips and smiled, which is enough to charm people's hearts: "Okay, now the princess will sleep with us." ”

Murong Xi smiled treacherously, Shangguan Ning smiled charmingly, and both of them tacitly agreed.

So much better.

The night was quiet, after the servant put out the candle and withdrew, the whole room was quiet, Yun Qiange was caught in the middle by Shangguan Ning and Murong Xi, and she didn't dare to come out, for fear that these two beasts would think something about her.

But this idea is really there, Shangguan Ning has already restlessly touched his hand to the princess's waist, and before he touched his waist, he reached the other person's hand.

Shangguan Ning and Murong Xi's faces darkened at the same time, and they withdrew their hands stupidly. I thought that it was really inconvenient for someone to do this, so let's wait for the next time to have sex with the princess, they didn't want the princess to be looked at by others.

This night, Yun Qiange fortunately escaped, and only when she gradually felt the sound of the relaxed breathing of the two people beside her, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Secretly waiting for the right time......

Wan Lai was quiet, in the dark, Wan Qi Haoyu never fell asleep, and the woman's indifferent but tender voice still lingered in his mind.

"No, believe it or not, I love him as much as you do."

The man slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were as clear and confused as the autumn moon, and he turned sideways to look at the sleeping face of the woman on the bed, as delicate as a flower, as mysterious as the moon.

She was exactly the same as the princess when she was asleep, whether it was the tone of her voice just now, or the temperament around her.

Why, so similar? She...... Is it really a princess?

Wan Qi Haoyu narrowed his eyes, his cold and indifferent handsome face looked dark and inexplicable in the moonlight, no, how could she be a princess, he witnessed the death of the princess, and people cannot be resurrected after death!

She's an impostor!

A young man born in a scholarly family never believed in the theory of gods and ghosts, let alone the ridiculous story of people coming back from the dead.

In the end, Wan Qi Haoyu grabbed the corner of the quilt, and when she let go, there was no trace of hesitation in her eyes, she couldn't be a princess. If he really mistook her for a princess, how unfair it would be to the princess, and he couldn't be sorry for the princess.

With his affirmation, Wan Qi Haoyu also gradually fell asleep.

Time passed minute by minute, Yun Qiange lay on the bed and almost counted the time, seeing that the day was about to dawn, Yun Qiange gently pulled away Shangguan Ning's hand holding him, and then took Murong Xi's hand off his waist, and then tiptoed up and walked lightly towards the second brother's soft couch.

Fortunately, this soft couch is big enough, Shishi sleeps on the inside of the soft couch, and the second brother sleeps on the outside of the soft couch facing the wall.

She first took the corner of the quilt for Shishi, then quietly picked up the corner of the quilt in front of her, secretly got in, and pressed the bedding for the second brother and herself a little bit, reached out to hug the second brother's waist, and felt the familiar body fragrance of the second brother, which was as gentle and elegant as a cloud.

The corners of Yun Qiange's mouth rose a little, it was good to have the second brother by his side.

It's a pity that Yun Qiange still underestimated her sleeping appearance, where did the sleeping Yun Qiange still have a posture to speak of, and in a daze, she kicked towards the second brother's leg.

This ride, this movement, woke up Baili Hongzhe. Baili Hongzhe slowly opened his eyes, and when he turned around, he saw the third sister hanging on the corner of her mouth.

And the third sister was hanging on herself like an octopus salted fish, and the handsome and gentle young man couldn't cry or laugh. He took the third sister's hands and feet, turned around, and gently hugged the third sister in his arms, so as not to fall down the little girl.

The sleeping woman seemed to feel the source of warmth, and she arched into the boy's arms like a rabbit, and hummed and chirped.

Baili Hongzhe was restless by the third sister moving around in his arms, he smiled, his smile was like a breeze in spring, gentle and doting, he was warmed by her, as if there was sunshine shining in his heart.

Third sister, how nice it would be if you belonged only to me forever.

There's you, there's me, there's poetry, and our children.

So, how nice it would be.