Seeing that it was going to rain, Dongfang Jing was a little anxious, she didn't wear a cloak, but she was wearing a close-fitting silk nightdress, and hurried towards the door of the house.
When approaching the door, Dongfang Jing noticed the abnormality tonight.
Under the reflection of the moonlight, a man's figure was clearly outlined in the hollow wooden door frame. He sat leaning against the corner of the door, with a relaxed posture, motionless, as if... as if... asleep
Dongfang Jing really couldn't figure it out, who would be so bored in the middle of the night, and ran to her gate to sleep!
Besides, there's a lot of wind outside, and it's going to rain soon!
She clenched her fingers tightly, stroked the door frame tremblingly, and then carefully opened the door from the inside.
Yan Qi's face wearing a mask came into view, Dongfang Jing was caught off guard, her heart skipped a beat, and she let out a long breath when she recognized the mask...
It's Yan Qi.
No, in other words, it was Murong Qianjue.
When Dongfang Jing knew that Yan Qi was Murong Qianjue, she was already very surprised, but now Murong Qianjue is wearing Yan Qi's mask and sitting at her gate... This makes her even more incomprehensible!
What is he
Keep vigil for him
I'm afraid he is addicted to role-playing games, right
Yan Qi is clearly in the past tense, why did he come out in the middle of the night to play dumb
If it was said that Murong Qianjue had some schemes, then he shouldn't have appeared at her door so unnoticed...
Dongfang Jing frowned, a little confused about the situation in front of her.
The heavy rain was approaching, she didn't have time to think, she was about to step over Murong Qianjue's knee when she raised her leg, and went out to rescue the pansies in the yard.
Murong Qianjue's sleep was very light, and he obviously felt someone approaching, so he raised his hand suddenly and grabbed Dongfang Jing's ankle!
Dongfang Jing was caught off guard, she tilted her body, and fell straight into the man's arms!
Murong Qianjue opened his eyes suddenly, his light purple bewitching pupils were shining brightly against the moonlight.
He clasped Dongfang Jing's shoulder with one hand and her chin with the other, and turned her back against the door frame, laughing evilly, "A Jing, what are you doing? Are you going to 'sneak attack' this king at night?"
His tone was ambiguous, his scorching breath brushed the tip of Dongfang Jing's nose, and his callused fingertips were still rubbing her chin repeatedly.
Dongfang Jing was still struggling one second, and the next second her head was blanked by the strange atmosphere between the two of them!
When Murong Qianjue said the word "sneak attack", electricity seemed to surge in his eyes, as if Dongfang Jing had done something unspeakable.
"The concubine should ask the prince about this." Dongfang Jing calmed down and met the other party's gaze, "The prince has a good room to live in, so he insisted on running to the door of the concubine in the middle of the night to soak in the rain. What kind of drama is this? Is the lord planning to 'sneak attack' my concubine at night?"
As Dongfang Jing spoke, she raised her hand and stepped forward. With a ruthless pull, she tore off the human skin mask on Murong Qianjue's face, "Still wearing the mask? Are you planning to play role-playing with me?"
Murong Qianjue's handsome face was slightly distorted against the backdrop of the moonlight, and the corners of his mouth twitched. Just as he was about to refute, Dongfang Jing snatched the words away, "What a pity! I don't like watching theater, let alone acting! "
After finishing speaking, she broke free from Murong Qianjue's restraint and walked towards the yard.
With a "bang", Murong Qianjue kicked on the stone lion at the door, and hoarsely roared at the woman's back, "You like Zongzheng Fusu so much?! My lord, I can't get into your eyes like that!" What?!"
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