Seeing that he didn't react, Lin Shuang'er thought he was still angry.

The body couldn't help but stick tighter.

What should I say to please him?

Lin Shuang'er was a little distressed.

If it's too exaggerated, will he think that she is not sincere enough and is faking flattery?

Her brain was gurgling, recalling the poems she had read and the words she had written, but they were not enough to describe Ye Beicheng.

He is like the bright moon in the sky, bright and noble, like the sun in the sky, exuding light all over his body.

He is the god of war of the Great Song Dynasty, a hero who gallops on the battlefield, and an untouchable dream in the hearts of all famous ladies.

All the beautiful words she could think of weren't enough to praise him.

Her vocabulary is simply too limited.

Just thinking about it, the man in front of him suddenly turned over, and he was finally willing to face her.

Ye Beicheng didn't speak, a pair of black eyes looked at her like a cold pool, and he didn't know whether he was happy or unhappy.

Lin Shuang'er couldn't guess his thoughts, and could only look at him with her bright apricot eyes.

"Is this king really so good?" He finally spoke, and his tone didn't seem to be very angry.

Lin Shuang'er's hanging heart finally fell to the ground.

"Come on, this king is in your heart, is it really so good?" Ye Beicheng asked her again.

Lin Shuang'er pursed her lips and nodded her little head firmly: "The prince is the best." ”

"What about Ben Wang and Qi Mingbi? Who's good? When asked, he spoke with eagerness, as if he was anxious to determine the matter.

Lin Shuang'er was confused again.

Why did he compare with Qi Ming again?

Isn't Fang Cai compared to Bai Yutang?

However, she did learn to be smarter.

She smiled so much that her eyes were crooked, the corners of her lips were raised high, and she said in a soft and glutinous voice: "Of course, it's still the prince, the prince is both civil and military, and he is good-looking, except for his bad temper, everything else is good." ”

She thought to herself that it would be better if she didn't bully her.

But she didn't dare to say that.

The prince is the most angry, if she can't tell the truth and make him angry again, she won't want to sleep tonight.

Lin Shuang'er was very sincere, she spoke word by word, and her smile was very sweet.

However, it's okay to listen to the first half of the sentence, what the hell is the last sentence?

Sure enough, in her heart, he has a bad temper!

Ye Beicheng was extremely depressed.

He didn't seem to allow himself to have the slightest bit of a bad feeling in her heart.

"This king has a bad temper? Where does it stink? ”

Lin Shuang'er was also depressed, and she didn't say the last sentence if she knew it.

"Okay, good, the prince has the best temper." She was really sleepy, she didn't understand why he had a seizure in the middle of the night, and she didn't understand why he was so stingy, in order to let herself sleep well, Lin Shuang'er had to follow him as much as possible.

However, her words were too perfunctory.

Ye Beicheng always felt almost meaningful when he listened to it.

Lin Shuang'er was immersed in the beautiful dream she had weaved, and she didn't notice it for a while, and the figure of Ye Beicheng suddenly shrouded her.

When she opened her eyes, she realized that she and Ye Beicheng were too close.

She subconsciously stepped back, and her waist was grabbed by him.

"This king will go on the expedition tomorrow, and it will take half a month to come back." When he spoke, his voice was inexplicably hoarse.

"The slave will wait for the prince to come back." Lin Shuang'er saw the familiar and terrifying lust in his eyes, and her body couldn't help but tremble.

"Shuang'er, it hurts this king." The arms on her waist tightened again, and Ye Beicheng completely took her into his arms.

Lin Shuang'er gently pushed his shoulder, and her whole body was a little weak.

The aura on his body drilled into his senses unscrupulously, eating away at her will little by little.

"Yes...... But it was late. Lin Shuang'er's hands were also a little weak, she didn't listen to the call at all, and she couldn't push him at all.

His breathing became more and more rapid, and the large hand that was clenched around her waist began to be restless again.

"This king will leave early tomorrow morning, you can sleep a little longer, and no one will come to disturb you." He had arranged everything, this Yunxuan room was a forbidden place in the mansion, and no one could come in without his permission.

Except for Lin Shuang'er.

Lin Shuang'er felt as if she had fallen into a trap set in advance, she was now a lamb to be slaughtered, and she couldn't escape if she wanted to.

"No...... No, you'll be on your way tomorrow morning, and you'll need a good rest. ”

Lin Shuang'er moved into the corner little by little.

Night North Cheng is approaching inch by inch.

"It's not good to have too much energy, you need to consume some." Ye Beicheng stared at her with burning eyes, like a wolf and a tiger. ap.

Lin Shuang'er was forced into a corner, and then retreated to the cold wall.

"Shuang'er, this time it's really going to be very gentle~"