Ye Beicheng's body suddenly tensed.

Originally, I just wanted to tease her, even if it was a little bit of compensation.

But now, he is a little dissatisfied.

Lin Shuang'er was so dizzy by the kiss that she gradually became confused, and she couldn't help but respond lightly.

Her response was the last straw that crushed Yebei Cheng's reason.

In his ears, his breathing became more and more rapid and heavy, as if wrapped in a fire, scorching her.

Lin Shuang'er still has a trace of reason in the end. ap.

She knew it wasn't right.

Besides, Xuanwu was still waiting outside the door, what if he heard something?

"No...... No, you cannot. Her eyes were misty, and even her voice was a little charming.

Ye Beicheng stood up slightly, and the tide of love in his eyes did not recede.

"What can't be?"

Lin Shuang'er's lips were red and swollen from his sucking, her face was slightly red, and her hair was messy on the embroidered pillow.

is obviously charming, but he doesn't know it, and his eyes are even more clean and pure.

Ye Beicheng frowned, his originally stretched brows were furrowed, and his eyes full of lust appeared tangled, but the impulse in his body was constantly expanding.

Lin Shuang'er slowly opened her eyes, a little aggrieved, and a little innocent looked at him and said, "The slave is not ready to ......"

She hadn't figured out what the relationship between herself and Ye Beicheng was.

Her mind was in a mess, like a mass of intertwined threads, and she couldn't make sense of it.

The people under him were as soft as a puddle of spring water, and Ye Beicheng's breathing was inadvertently a little faster.

He knew that once he lost control, he would probably hurt her, and her body had not healed, so he shouldn't be so anxious.

Besides, Lin Shuang'er is timid by nature, and her behavior like this may have scared her.

Just endure it, but you can't scare her anymore.

He gritted his teeth, suppressed the urge in his heart, and forced himself to withdraw and lie back on her side.

The sense of oppression disappeared suddenly, and Lin Shuang'er breathed a sigh of relief.

Only she knew that she was almost lost in Ye Beicheng's attack, but fortunately he didn't do anything to herself.

Lin Shuang'er secretly looked at Ye Beicheng, only to see that his face was flushed, his brows were tightly locked, his forehead was covered with dense sweat, and his breathing became heavy and short, and he looked like he couldn't get rid of it, as if he had suppressed great pain.

Lin Shuang'er thought he was still angry, and asked him timidly: "Lord Wang, are you still angry?" ”

Ye Beicheng's face was slightly gloomy, and he said depressedly: "No." ”

Lin Shuang'er sat up straight from the soft collapse, suddenly approached him, leaned over, and probed his forehead again, her body temperature was almost hot.

Lin Shuang'er withdrew her hand like an electric shock, and asked him with some concern: "Lord Wang, are you okay?" ”

Ye Beicheng took a deep breath and said, "It's okay, don't move around anymore, and don't touch me again." ”

Maybe it was a bad decision, he thought, to carry her to his room.

In front of her, he has never been a decent gentleman!

Lin Shuang'er didn't dare to be sloppy, her soft little hands groped around Ye Beicheng's body, and Ye Beicheng couldn't help but let out a muffled snort.

Lin Shuang'er said: "I also said that it's okay, you are hot, it must be the slave's typhoid fever that has infected you, you wait, the slave will go to the doctor now." ”

She moved very fast, and before she finished speaking, the person had already stepped over Ye Beicheng's body, and she was about to collapse, but her wrist was held by Ye Beicheng.

"Lin Shuang'er! You idiot! ”

Ye Beicheng let out a clear drink, and then pulled the person into his arms again.

Lin Shuang'er only felt dizzy, and when she opened her eyes again, she was pressed under her by Yebei again.

At this moment, he was gritting his teeth and said to her, "Don't you know what kind of illness this king has committed?" ”

He looked extremely fierce, and Lin Shuang'er didn't dare to reply for a while.

She is not a royal doctor, so how can she know what disease he has committed?

Besides, if you are sick, you should go to the doctor, what should you do with her?

Lin Shuang'er suddenly felt a little aggrieved, she said: "The slave is stupid, I don't know what disease the prince has committed, if the slave and maid's typhoid fever is transmitted to you, the slave and the maid can now go out of the house to find a doctor for the prince." ”

Ye Beicheng stared at her with burning eyes, and said meaningfully: "Lin Shuang'er, you stupid woman, this king's illness can only be cured by you!" ”

Lin Shuang'er looked at him puzzled.

Ye Beicheng suddenly smiled evilly: "When you are well, you will know." ”