Chongfei Manual

Chapter 120

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"Who is it?" Wei Luo frowned and asked sharply.

If it was one of Jin Lu or Bai Lan, the two of them should walk more briskly than this, and they would call her by her name without approaching her, and there would be no such sneaky behavior. It couldn't be Liang Yurong either, Wei Luo was very clear about Liang Yurong's invulnerability when she fell asleep. This person's footsteps were steady, neither fast nor slow, if Wei Luo's ears were not so sensitive, he would not have heard his footsteps.

Besides the Wei family, is there anyone else in this villa? Who would be so frivolous

Wei Luo stared intently at the red sandalwood embossed lotus-patterned ladies screen in the clean room. There was a shadow of a person on the screen, and it should be a man. He stopped behind the screen and stopped moving forward, his voice was a little hoarse, "It's me."

Wei Luo immediately froze.

Tianchan Mountain is hundreds of miles away from Shengjing City, how did Zhao Jie get here? How did he know she was here and forcefully break into her clean room

Wei Luo was both ashamed and annoyed, covering her chest, "Get out!"

It took a while for Zhao Jie's voice to come over, "I'll wait for you here, Ah Luo, come out after you wash up."

Wei Luo stared at the screen with red eyes, she had never seen such a brazen person, he just stood there, how did she want her to stand up and get dressed? Moreover, her clothes were all hung on the screen, and the portrait of a lady could not block the scene on both sides at all, showing him the outline of her figure, she was not as thick-skinned as he was. Wei Luo bit her lips, "Turn around."

Zhao Jie knew he had offended her, so he turned around obediently. In fact, he didn't want to do anything excessive, he just wanted to see her and talk to her. Who knew that this little guy was too vigilant, as soon as he stood behind the screen, she noticed the abnormality.

Although Zhao Jie turned around, he could still hear the voice behind him.

Wei Luo stood up from the pool, and there was a sound of water splashing. The water drops slid down her body, like a meandering stream in a valley, crossing peaks and ravines, and finally dripping on the smooth white marble floor. Go up, with a ding-dong sound. Wei Luo was worried about Zhao Jie's presence, so she put on her clothes very quickly, and the gold chains on her bellyband collided with each other, making a crisp sound.

It's just that Jin Lu and Bai Lan usually take care of her dressing, but now the more anxious she is, the worse it will be for her to dress. Wei Luo wore a peach-colored apron embroidered with golden hibiscus patterns, and a magnolia-colored thin tunic over it. It was cold in the mountains, and she wore a pink Suzhou-embroidered orchid-grass pattern lace blouse outside. But I don't know what happened, the thin shirt inside couldn't be fastened.

She pursed her pink lips in anxiety, her watery almond eyes were flushed, and her hands trembled slightly, as if she was competing with this dress.

Zhao Jie waited for a long time without hearing any movement behind the screen, and held back without looking back, "Ah Luo, are you ready?"

Wei Luo's voice was muffled, "No."

Zhao Jie pointed out her embarrassment in one sentence, "Do you know how to wear it?"

Wei Luo glared at Zhao Jie through the screen, and listened to what he was talking about. How did he take it for granted? Is she supposed to be this stupid? However, Wei Luo had no way to refute, so she tightened her hand holding the silk tie, "You ask Jin Lu or Bai Lan to come in."

There was a smile on Zhao Jie's lips, "If the two of them come in, I won't be able to talk to you." This is the meaning of refusal.

Wei Luo didn't speak.

Zhao Jie looked forward, "If you don't object, I'll go in and help you wear it."

Wei Luo looked down at her clothes, except for the untied thin shirt, everything else was well dressed, so she didn't say a word.

Zhao Jie walked around behind the screen, saw the little girl behind the screen, her footsteps stopped, her black pupils grew deeper and deeper. Wei Luo had just come out of the bath, her little face was steamed pink, with a thin layer of blush, her almond eyes were black and bright, as if covered with a layer of mist, dense and dense, obviously very seductive, but the eyes Innocence makes people want to take away her innocence. Looking down, her clothes are indeed hanging on her body well, but the neckline slipped slightly during the process of putting on the clothes just now, revealing the neck and chest like suet jade. Water drops dripped from her chin, slowly Slip into the rim of the bellyband. Xu Shi had just taken a shower and didn't have time to dry her body. The clothes were half wet and pressed against her body, outlining a delicate and delicate body, which was more intriguing than wearing no clothes.

Wei Luo probably didn't know how attractive his appearance was, that's why he let Zhao Jie in unsuspectingly.

Zhao Jie breathed steadily, stepped forward to take a look, and soon found the crux of the problem, "Silly girl, you put your clothes on backwards."

Wei Luo lowered her head to take a closer look, and suddenly realized: "I said that the belt is not tied right..." The thin Luo shirt was worn inside out, and the silk belt was naturally out of place, no wonder she tied it for a long time not on. She would have discovered it normally, but today because of Zhao Jie's presence, she was ashamed and anxious, so she didn't notice it.

Zhao Jie looked at her with a smile, "Take off your clothes and put them on again."

Wei Luo blushed, and pushed him away, "I know how to wear it, I'll do it myself, you go out."

She still hasn't settled for his breaking into her room!

Zhao Jie smiled and looked sad, "There is a little guy who calls me in if she needs me, and pushes me out if she doesn't need me. I really have no place in her heart."

Wei Luo puffed up her cheeks, "I didn't ask you to come in, you came in by yourself."

Seeing him standing still, Wei Luo stamped his feet and asked, "Why don't you leave?"

Zhao Jie looked at her, "I want to help you get dressed."

Wei Luo's face was redder than the rouge on the lady's face, and she had never heard such a blunt thing in her two lifetimes, she muttered, "Big brother is really shameless."

Seeing that she was loose, Zhao Jie took a step forward, raised his hands and said, "Big brother promises, only put on clothes and do nothing."

It turned out later that if Zhao Jie's words could be believed, it would be hell.

Zhao Jie was really honest at the beginning, when she took off the beanie outside her, and then took off the thin Luo shirt, her eyes were not right. Zhao Jie looked at the delicate, white and tender body below him, resisted the urge to embed her in his body, put on a thin gauze for her, knelt down and tied the silk belt, and then stood up and put her on Cuddling into her arms, she whispered in her ear, "Ah Luo, you smell so sweet."

Wei Luo: "..."

Zhao Jie said again slowly: "I really want you."

Wei Luo struggled, his palms were scorching hot, pressing against the waist of her back, and might slip down at any moment. She subconsciously avoided Zhao Jie's palm, shrank her body forward, and cuddled Zhao Jie's chest even more closely, she said angrily, "Let me go."

Zhao Jie didn't let her go, bit her earball, and licked it in his mouth, "Let me dress you every day after you get married."

Wei Luo shook her head again and again, "No, I have a maid to take care of me."

Is it okay to let him wear clothes? Just thinking about that image is embarrassing.

Zhao Jie turned his head to look at this shy little guy, and said with a smile: "Can't you just send them all away?"

Wei Luo was about to refute, when she suddenly remembered something, "Puchi" laughed out loud, "Is Big Brother going to be my husband, or my maid?"

Zhao Jie looked at her steadily, "What did you call me?"

Wei Luo was stunned for a moment, and after realizing it, she blushed and looked away.

Zhao Jie raised her pointed chin, looked straight at her, and asked, "Ah Luo, what did you call me just now?"

Wei Luo stepped on him, broke free from his embrace, and ran out of the clean room, "You heard me wrong, I didn't say anything!"

Zhao Jie stretched out his hand to catch her, but she ran too fast, only a strand of black hair slipped through his palm, leaving a deep sense of loss. Looking at the figure of the little guy running away, Zhao Jie let out a low, joyful laugh for a while.

Tianchan Mountain has just had a snowfall during the day, and the snow is white, covering the entire mountain. The moonlight at night shone on the snow, reflecting sparkling silver light. Sitting on the roof, the bright starry sky seems to be right above your head, and you can reach it with just one hand.

Wei Luo was very tired, and just wanted to get under the covers and have a good sleep, but Zhao Jie insisted on taking her to the roof and not letting her sleep. Wei Luo wondered if he was addicted to doing this kind of thing, after all, it wasn't the first time. She shrank into Zhao Jie's arms, and yawned limply, "Brother Jing Wang, why are you here?"

Zhao Jie put one arm around her waist, inserted his other hand into her thick hair, and gently massaged her scalp, "This is the Zhuangzi I bought specially to treat Liuli's illness. Your uncle asked Is there any reason for me not to agree to this king’s coming here?”

Wei Luo opened her eyes wide, "Then you also knew I would come?"

Zhao Jie pecked her lips approvingly, "How could my Ah Luo not come to such a good place?"

Sure enough, Wei Luo knew that he didn't have any good intentions, and twisted his hands around his waist, "Then you can't peek at me taking a shower..."

Zhao Jie smiled and said: "I stood outside for a while, but I didn't hear the sound inside. I thought you were asleep, so I wanted to go in and have a look." He pressed her lips, lingering and said: "Let's talk , this king is your husband, let's see what's wrong?"

Zhao Jie's waist was so stiff that he couldn't pinch it no matter how hard he pinched it, and his hands were still tired. Wei Luo's eyes widened, "Not yet!"

Zhao Jie thought for a while, because it was not the case now, so he didn't rush in desperately. If so, does this little guy think he can get out of it now? Of course, these words were just words in his heart, if he said them, Wei Luo would definitely go crazy again.

Zhao Jie took off his black satin trimmed fox fur cloak and wrapped it around Wei Luo, thinking that she had just taken a shower and her hair was still dry, and worried that she would catch a cold after sitting for a long time, so he jumped off the roof with her in his arms soon after. , Back to the bedroom.

Zhao Jie put Wei Luo back on the red sandalwood carved Ganoderma lucidum-patterned Babu bed, and saw that the little guy had fallen asleep peacefully, with long and curled eyelashes hanging down, as delicate as a porcelain doll. He bent his lips, pulled the red embroidered and rich quilt to cover her body, kissed her forehead, and then turned and left.