In other words, he ate the tofu again and again, and there was not even a piece of tofu left.
"It's not fair!" she said angrily.
"Why is it unfair?"
"You've seen me, but I haven't seen your body at all!" Even last night was dark, she was held in his arms one way or another, and she never appreciated his body at all. .
Song Wuxia stroked his chin, nodded, and said seriously: "The scenery is right...that's good."
He tore off his collar, grabbed her hand and stretched it in, and stuck it to his chest, he said with a smile: "You can look at the scenery as you want, touch it as you want, it's all fine."
"You are really... generous." The corners of her mouth twitched.
Song Wuxia smiled, "I have always been generous with scenery."
Feng Feng sighed, she knew in her heart that she would never be able to speak against him.
"Since the scenery doesn't take the initiative, then I have to do it myself." Song Wuxia pretended to sigh, and then, he grabbed her wrist, pushed her down, pushed her onto the bed, and grabbed her Her chin, branded a kiss on her lips, and slowly rubbed together, "It's still early... let's do it again, how about it?"
Although he used a discussing tone, he kissed her and took her clothes off without stopping for a moment.
Guangjing's mind seemed to be a mess, dizzy, of course he could only do what he said.
In the afternoon, the dignified princess returned to the East Palace.
It was sent by Song Wuxia. No one dared to look up at the scenery, especially pointing fingers. Except for Feiyu, she often raised her head quietly and looked at the scenery with worried eyes.
Song Wuxia has always been very satisfied with his prestige. It can be said that his eyes and ears are all over the palace. If anyone has gossip, that person will immediately disappear in this world.
When Feng Feng was about to enter the bedroom, Song Wuxia grabbed her hand, and kissed her on the forehead so blatantly, he said softly: "If you are still not feeling well, you can come to Cuizhuxuan, I will help you The scenery wipes the medicine."
Thinking of what he said about rubbing the medicine... Fengjing's ears felt hot, she looked around quickly, everyone kept their heads down and didn't dare to look at her side, so she also covered her ears and thought, those people didn't see it and didn't heard.
She glared at him and said in a low voice, "Restrain me a bit."
Song Wuxia blinked innocently, "Am I presumptuous?"
nonsense!
Feng Jing gave him another glance, turned around and ran into the bedroom.
Hmm... This look is really a variety of styles.
The first second she left, he actually missed her. Song Wuxia thought about following her to the bedroom and taking her to Cuizhuxuan. The wind brought a different message. He turned around and saw Baili Mo .
Song Wuxia smiled, "His Royal Highness, good afternoon."
I don't know when, all the palace people had retreated, and the afterglow of the setting sun shone on Song Wuxia's body, making him more like a victorious God of War.
In the silence, another voice suddenly came, "Lord Song, good afternoon."
Song Wuxia's eyes narrowed slightly, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. He looked at Bailimo, examining him.
Bailimo chuckled, his voice was gentle and powerful, but not threatening at all, "Sir Song, are you interested in talking?"
"What does the prince want to talk to me about?"
"About scenery, about my true identity."