Murong Qianjue's eyes suddenly opened, as if they were as bright as obsidian stones, they looked right into her heart. There was no expression on his face, he stared at Dongfang Jing for a long time, his phoenix eyes became deeper and deeper, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Ah Jing, you still don't want to part with me."
Dongfang Jing couldn't help but stagnate.
She knew that Murong Qianjue was teasing her, but for some reason, she inexplicably felt deep sadness from his tone.
Dongfang Jing's mouth opened.
Murong Qian didn't wait for her to speak, and continued, "I haven't returned to Yuhua Terrace, you are worried about me, right?"
Dongfang Jing's mouth twitched.
"I made you worry on purpose." Dongfang Jing was still in a daze. Murong Qianjue had already stood up against the wall, and with a slight hook of his long arm, he brought Dongfang Jing into his arms, and whispered to her ear, "Yes It's good that you're worried."
Dongfang Jing still couldn't get used to this kind of physical contact. She was inexplicably panicked, and with a flick of her hand, she violently pushed Murong Qianjue away!
Murong Qianjue's body trembled, and he slammed hard on the wall, making a muffled sound, and some blood dripped from the corner of his mouth again! As soon as he turned around, he leaned against the wall and wiped it off without a trace.
Dongfang Jing saw the mottled spots on his white clothes, she was shocked, her thrown hand froze in the air...
She was full of astonishment, she really couldn't understand why Murong Qianjue was so weak all of a sudden, she just obviously didn't use much strength, he was pushed out by such a big man? !
Is this another trick
Dongfang Jing couldn't see through.
Her eyebrows were twisted into the word Chuan, and she withdrew her hand guiltily until the other party stood up straight, maintaining her original cold expression, and said in a gloomy voice, "The empress dowager is seriously ill, it may be the past two days. It's over. After all, Wuyou is her grandson, you have to go and see her."
Facing her indifference, Murong Qian couldn't help but clenched his hands, his eyes darkened a bit, he pulled the corners of his mouth, and asked coldly, "Yuchi Wuyou is her real grandson, and I, Murong Qian, am definitely not! Of course." Ah Jing, if you insist on me going to see her instead of Yuchi Wuyou, it's not impossible... But, Ah Jing, begging for help should be like asking for help. You can't do this."
Dongfang Jing's eyes dimmed suddenly, and the trace of sympathy for Murong Qianjue from the bottom of her heart just now disappeared in an instant. She clenched her fists, looked into the other's eyes coldly, and asked in a cold voice, "Then, second master, what should I do so that you can enter the palace with me to visit the empress dowager? Do you want to sleep with me? Second master, if you If I can bear it, I can do it now... It's not like I haven't slept, I have the right to be raped by a pig!"
As Dongfang Jing spoke, she reached out to untie her belt.
Murong Qianjue's back trembled again, and his fingers creaked in his sleeves, he finally endured it, and still maintained a smile on his face, "Remember, let's go to bed once."
He paused, stepped forward with his big palms, grasped Dongfang Jing's hands, then carefully helped her fasten her belt, and continued in a low hoarse voice, "I can't do it today, you're right, I can't bear it."
Dongfang Jing looked up in surprise.
The gentleness on Murong Qianjue's face was fleeting, and it was replaced by a cynical look, "But I can't bear it, not because I'm physically weak. It's because you are too attractive, Ah Jing, I'm afraid that just once... I won't be satisfied."