The doors and windows were tightly closed, the carpet was clean, the tables, chairs and benches were placed neatly, there was no trace of outsiders coming in at all, Murong Xue frowned slightly, could it be just her illusion
Throwing off the quilt and getting off the bed, Murong Xue took the long skirt on the hanger and draped it over her body, walked slowly to the window, opened the window, looked into the void, and asked softly: "Wuhen, did anyone come here just now?"
Wuhen suddenly appeared and shook his head lightly: "No, Miss Murong, what happened?"
"It's okay!" Murong Xue shook her head: Wuhen has been guarding outside, he didn't notice anyone coming, that means no one really came, everything just now should be just a dream when she was in a daze.
Murong Xue blinked, closed the window, walked slowly to the bed, and lay down on the bed.
The sound of even breathing gradually resounded, and a white figure appeared in the room, quietly walked to the big bed, looked down at Murong Xue, and saw that her eyes were tightly closed, her breathing was clear and shallow, and she took a long breath. The eyelashes are like a small fan, casting two thick shadows on the eyelids, and the peaceful and peaceful sleeping face is unbearable to be profane.
A smile flashed across Ouyang Shaochen's eyes, and he slowly stretched out his hand, gently stroking her delicate porcelain face.
The 'sleeping' Murong Xue suddenly opened her eyes, grabbed Ouyang Shaochen's arm, and rushed towards him viciously...
Ouyang Shaochen was caught off guard, and was thrown onto the bed. The brocade quilt under his body was soft and soft, just like clouds, and it was incredibly comfortable. If there was a seemingly absent fire lotus fragrance lingering at the tip of his nose, Ouyang Shaochen's mind slightly Yang Yang raised her eyes, facing Murong Xue's beautiful eyes burning with anger: "It really is you!"
Except for Ouyang Shaochen, there are not many people who can avoid Xun Feng's Wuhen eyes and sneak into her room without a sound...
"In the middle of the night, what are you doing in my Luoxue Pavilion instead of resting in your Zhaoning Hall?" Murong Xue glared at him angrily, her eyes were cold.
"Come and see you." Ouyang Shaochen said lightly, stretching his arms around Murong Xue's waist.
The long and slender arms seemed to contain endless power, but with such a light embrace, Murong Xue could not move at all, their bodies were tightly pressed together, through the thin clothes, Murong Xue could clearly feel Ouyang With the temperature coming from Shaochen's body, her bright little face was slightly gloomy, and she said angrily, "Let go!"
"Not loose!" Ouyang Shaochen said casually, his arms tightened even more.
Murong Xue's beautiful face darkened instantly, and she threatened viciously: "If you don't let go, don't blame me for being rude to you."
"Really?" Ouyang Shaochen looked Murongxue up and down, his contempt was palpable, as if to say: "You are so stupid, you can be rude to me..."
Murong Xue's eyes ignited raging anger, and she yelled angrily: "Ouyang Shaochen!" and slapped him with a wave of her palm...
Ouyang Shaochen didn't take it seriously, wrapped her waist with one hand, and casually challenged her with the other.
Murong Xue attacked from left to right with both hands, and was as fast as lightning, fighting him one after another, but she couldn't break through his defense line, couldn't hit him...
"You are fast, ruthless, and accurate. Unfortunately, you have no internal strength, and your moves are just superficial. You can only bluff those guards and guards who only know three-legged cat kung fu. If you meet a real master, you will definitely lose..." Ouyang Shaochen There was a bit of disdain in Qingyue's voice for the casual comment.
Murong Xueming's pretty face was so dark that it was about to drip ink, and she shouted angrily: "Ouyang Shaochen!" Su Bai's little hand brought a fierce wind, and slapped him viciously: only after a few tricks, he also Taunting her, really pissed off...
Ouyang Shaochen casually raised his hand, the back of his hand bumped into Murong Xue's little hand, and knocked her little hand out, only to hear a 'bang', the hand hit the edge of the bed, the burning pain...
Murong Xue couldn't help taking a deep breath, raised her uninjured hand, and slapped Ouyang Shaochen viciously, she was about to hit his hand, only heard a 'bang', and closed her mouth slightly The window was knocked open, Xun Feng jumped in Wuhen, and said anxiously: "Miss Murong, you..." When he saw the scene in the house clearly, the word 'how' got stuck in his throat...
Standing in the direction of the two of them, they could clearly see Ouyang Shaochen lying on the big bed, Murong Xue pressing on top of him, tearing his skirt with one hand, and preparing to caress his cheek with the other.
Ouyang Shaochen's snow-colored robe was ravaged and messy, and the top two buttons were torn off, revealing his fair and strong chest...
Xun Feng, Wuhen was stunned, then reacted, and said in a hurry: "The humble officer didn't see anything, didn't see anything..." Tapped his toes, the two jumped out of the window like flying...
Hearing a violent noise in the room, they were worried about Miss Murong's safety, so they rushed in, but they didn't expect it to be the prince.
The son is very good, and the young women will not be able to control him when they see him, but they still can't bear to push him down on the bed so forcefully...
Miss Murong is so tough!
Looking at the figures of the two running away, Murong Xue was stunned. From the corner of her eye, she saw the ambiguous posture between her and Ouyang Shaochen, she suddenly reacted, and hurriedly explained: "Things are not what you think..."
Her answer was Wuhen's bang, closing the window...
Murong Xue: "..."
Things really aren't what they think they are...
Looking back at Ouyang Shaochen little by little, she said viciously: "Did you do it on purpose?"
She is at the top, Ouyang Shaochen is at the bottom, in the eyes of Xun Feng and Wuhen, she is 'forcing' Ouyang Shaochen, and her reputation throughout her life has been completely destroyed in Ouyang Shaochen's hands...
The corners of Ouyang Shaochen's mouth curled into a graceful arc, and then disappeared without a trace in an instant. He said casually, "How could that be? I didn't know they would break in."
Murong Xue was furious. Xun Feng and Wuhen were his secret guards. He must be clear about the way to lure them into the room or away from the room. Those two people will break in, and it is absolutely inseparable from him...
Ouyang Shaochen's eyes were deep, and his slender jade-like hand gently squeezed the white jade bracelet on her wrist, and said lightly: "The jade bracelet hasn't been taken off yet."
"Nonsense." Murong Xue glared at him angrily, and rubbed her wrist lightly. If the jade bracelet was taken off, why would she wear it on her wrist.
Looking at her red and swollen hands, Ouyang Shaochen's eyes sank, he sat up slowly, put his arms around Murong Xue's shoulders, and leaned against the large pillow, his slender jade-like hands gently rubbed her red and swollen hands Side: "If you can't take off the jade bracelet, don't take it off, otherwise, if you continue to take it off, your hands will be swollen into pig's hooves..."