"We can't keep this!"
He raised his eyes and looked at her. Under the moonlight, they looked like black stones.
Mo Shuang didn't react, thinking he was talking about scars. She didn't understand until he handed a brown pill in front of her.
He was talking about the Gonggong sand on her wrist.
Yes, she can't stay, she knows.
This ancient man is just annoying, what are you doing with all this trouble
Tonight, she didn't dare to let them discover the injury on her wrist in the study, just because she was afraid that this thing would be seen.
However, remembering the extremely gentle way he helped her apply the medicine just now, I don't know why my mood was a little different.
It turns out that this is what he came for.
Now giving her such a pill, does it show her his attitude that he will not be a couple with her
Very good, this is what she wants.
Seeing that she didn't move for a long time, Leng Qisu's eyes flashed slightly, he slowly leaned forward, leaned close to her ear, and raised the corners of his lips, "What? The princess doesn't want to? Yes, this is not the only way to make it disappear. Well, we can use something else.”
The warm breath sprayed on her neck, crispy, tingling, numbing, and the faint scent of ambergris lingered on the tip of her nose.
Her mind wandered, and she understood what else he was talking about.
"No, I am willing!" She took the pill, stuffed it into her mouth, and swallowed it in one breath without even drinking water, choking to the point where she almost shed tears.
Seeing Leng Qisu's deep gaze, she was shocked to realize that she seemed a little impatient. She quickly lowered her eyes and blushed, "How can I not be willing? What the prince wants me to do, no matter what method it is, I am willing to do so!"
"Really?" He raised his lips and smiled mischievously. He suddenly lifted his arms and held her in his arms, pressing her tightly against his chest.
Mo Shuang's breath was stagnant, and her heart almost jumped out of her chest. He held her tightly, and the hot temperature in his palms spread to her body through the thin pajamas, like a branding iron.
Suddenly, there was a heavy kiss on the lips, and the breath belonging to this man came over overwhelmingly.
The frantic heartbeat stopped at this moment. She opened her eyes wide and looked at the handsome face that suddenly enlarged in front of her eyes in disbelief.
His eyelashes are long and drooping, like butterfly wings. His lips, slightly cool, gently pressed against hers.
A dizzying touch!
She froze, at a loss as to what to do. Suddenly, he raised his eyelids and looked directly into her frightened eyes. He curled his eyebrows and let her go.
Smiling with interest: "The last word is fear! Where is the courage to rush to save Linglong just now?"
Mo Shuang's cheeks were hot, and it took her a while to come back to her senses. She bit her lip and muttered: "If I hadn't met the prince, I would have been just a slave. Maybe I saw myself in Linglong, so I didn't have anything at that time." I thought, so I went up.”
"I have underestimated you!" Leng Qisu lowered his eyes and smiled, then stood up, "Okay, it's almost dawn, get some rest early. Tomorrow is the Kite Festival, I will take you out for a walk!"
(End of chapter)