Yuan Qingling's whole body was tense, her eyes flickered, but she didn't dare to look at him, she glanced at him quickly dodge, like a frightened bird.
His lipstick came over, with a warm breath, her whole body was soft and she closed her eyes.
"At Xiaoyue Pavilion tonight, okay?" He whispered softly in his ear, suppressing the desire that could not be released.
Yuan Qing Ling was shocked, her heart woke up suddenly, opened her eyes and pushed him away, stood up nervously, and said anxiously: "I... I want to go back and think about it, my mind is very confused."
After speaking, he didn't even dare to look at him, turned around and fled.
In one breath, she ran far, far away, making her panting, bending over her knees with her hands on her knees, and breathing heavily, but her heart beats more chaotically.
what happened? They used to be tit-for-tat, how did they suddenly develop into what they are now
He likes her? Impossible, he gritted his teeth two days ago, wishing to kill her.
How could you like her? This is totally unreasonable and logical.
He must have a conspiracy!
But what can she do for him to calculate? Money, no! Status, he is higher than her! She basically has no power!
What can she covet him
"Wang Hao, are you okay?" Tang Yang's voice sounded behind him.
Yuan Qingling was taken aback, stood up straight and looked back at him, and saw that he was wearing a white coat, which was unexpectedly handsome and free and easy.
Yuan Qingling touched her chest, "Master Tang, are you going to scare me to death?"
"Wang Hao, forgive me!" Tang Yang smiled, "However, the princess doesn't seem to be so timid, what's the matter?"
Where is Yuan Qingling embarrassed to tell Tang Yang? He just gave a wry smile, "It's okay, I'm just walking in the yard after eating too much, thinking about something, when Master Tang suddenly appeared, but it scared me."
"So, I don't know what the princess is thinking about that can't be solved? Do you want a humble position to solve the princess? Humble position... know everything!" Tang Yang added arrogantly, and the old god was watching Yuan Qingling.
Yuan Qingling looked at him and hesitated for a while. She was indeed full of thoughts, and she didn't know who to tell, but Tang Yang was Yu Wenhao's confidant, and it was not appropriate to tell him, and then said: "It's okay, I'm going back to rest. "
Tang Yang looked at her eager to escape, and couldn't help smiling, the princess was very confused.
Then it's fair, and the prince can't be upset by himself.
Just when I went to Xiaoyue Pavilion, I saw the princess rushing out of the door, and the prince was standing inside, as if he was confused and at a loss.
He has been with the prince for so long, and he has never seen the prince like this.
Yu Wenhao lay in bed tonight, unable to sleep for a long time.
In the daytime at the Yamen, he was thinking of a scene in that garden, and he was full of anxiety and delusion.
But tonight Yuan Qingling's refusal made him slowly calm down, thinking about today's sudden emotions.
When did it start? He had hated this person so much, even when he rounded up the house, he also carried hatred and hatred. Before going, if he didn't take medicine, he couldn't interest her at all.
But now, as long as she appeared in the line of sight, the whole person was as hot as fire, and the desire had been rushing to the forehead from the lower abdomen, and the reason was completely destroyed.
He began to recall bit by bit since the round of the house, she went to the palace to save the Supreme Emperor, he was assassinated, life and death frontline, she saved him.
She insisted on healing him, even in that place, she had to look around... Oh my God, I can't think about this part, I can't hold it down when I think about it.
He hit the bed with a punch.
The maid Qiluo was still outside, hearing a loud noise, and hurried in, "Master, what's the matter?"
Yu Wenhao looked at Qi Luo's anxious expression, his red lips were slightly curved, and his eyes were a little confused. He sat up slowly and said, "Qi Luo, come here!"
Qi Luo stepped forward and bowed, "Master, slaves are here."
Yu Wenhao looked at her face and slowly stretched out his hand and pinched it.
Qi Luo was startled, "Master!"
Yu Wenhao raised his hand, "Go ahead."
Why are they all the same firm and white face, but the feeling of pinching it up is different
Qi Luo turned around suspiciously, "If the prince can't sleep peacefully, the servant will light some sleeping incense."
"Click!" You can't keep thinking like this, people will be crazy.
The scent came in one after another, and it was in the heart and spleen. Yu Wenhao quietly took a few abdominal breaths, and then felt sleepy.
Dimly, but saw Yuan Qing leaping in and sitting on the side of the bed.
He looked at her, his whole body tensed, he won't run away
"I can't sleep, you accompany me out for a walk!" Yuan Qingling said softly.
Yu Wenhao got up slowly, and looked at her deer's ramming and troubled eyes, his heart was soft and painful.
He got up, took her by the hand and walked out.
Wan Lai was silent, except for the screaming of insects and frogs, there was no other sound.
In the yard at night, only a shofar lantern hung far away, the light was dim and the surroundings were dim.
The two sat under the shade of the willows by the lake, quietly watching the slightly wrinkled lake surface being swept by the night wind, with both hands clasped tightly, he hugged her, motionless.
"Why are you running away tonight?" He asked softly, "Don't you have any enthusiasm for this king?"
She nestled her head on his shoulder, "Of course not, I like you."
"Then why are you fleeing?" His lips ran across her cheeks and pressed against their lips.
Yuan Qingling slowly stood up, turned to him, half-kneeled, pulled off the hairpin, her hair scattered, and the night breeze blew, the wind lifted her hair, she stared charmingly, winking like silk.
The hand swept across the shoulders gently, the clothes on the shoulders slipped, revealing the white and beautiful shoulders, the head was slightly lifted, and the collarbone was fully revealed.
His breathing suddenly rose.
"I've figured it out clearly," she said in a dumb voice, with great bewilderment in her eyebrows.
The clothes faded slowly and fell to the ground. She stretched out her hand and looked at him who was already drunk.
Yu Wenhao slammed her down with a hand, pressed her in her arms, the hot lip prints, sliding down her collarbone from her lips to cheeks to ears, and her shoulders were buried in her chest.
He sucked frantically like a glutton, he took off his clothes, laid it on the ground, and gently put her up like a treasure.
In the moonlight, her skin was surpassing snow, and the Qiaofeng stood slightly, her eyes bewitching, like a huge vortex, sucking him in.
He bullied himself and pressed him on, with pity and cherishment, in the quiet night, so quiet, but his heart was like a tumbling wave, sweeping across the sky.
It is a kind of supreme joy that is released to the extreme, like a thousand flowers in full bloom.
"The prince, the prince..."
Xu Yi yelled worriedly by the bed. Originally, he was here to pay courtesy and shame. Qiluo said that the prince was asleep, and he was about to leave, but heard a strange cry from the prince's room.
He immediately pushed the door in, and saw the prince pressing a quilt, making a strange noise in his mouth.
Yu Wenhao opened his eyes abruptly, before everything fell apart, and only Xu Yi's stubborn and stupid face was in front of him.
Without thinking about it, he punched it.
To disturb the dream, it is reasonable to rob the family and annihilate the clan!
Xu Yi covered his darkened eyes and wailed in his heart. What did he do wrong