"Understood!" Ning Cheng answered angrily, raised a finger, and muttered, "Isn't it because she doesn't like goose oil rolls!"
Walking through the corridor and back to the room, Ning Yi just opened the door and stopped in his tracks.
Then he smiled.
His smile sank in the half-moon shadow and half-darkness in front of the door, serene and elegant, his slanted eyebrows raised in a smooth arc, looking a little bit happy, the moonlight slanted over, and that smile was reflected in the moonlight. Clear and bright bloom.
He put his hand on the door, did not push it away immediately, leaned on the door leisurely, and suddenly wanted to savor the joy that was light and mysterious at the moment, which only he knew.
This woman, with her small thoughts, slipped in through the back window when it was clearly over.
Remembering that before leaving the dinner party, he half-jokingly asked her to come to his room, and the tone of her promise sounded fake. He knew she would not come, so he just smiled.
I don't think she actually came, but she was a little drunk after drinking, so she was willing to accept her usual distance and reserve
He was suddenly in a good mood.
He walked over gently, and vaguely smelled the refreshing fragrance that only people who have bathed would exude, intertwined with the agarwood in the incense burner, and there was an ambiguous and charming aftertaste in the air.
Ning Yi smiled lightly, thinking that she moved so fast, she had already cleaned up.
He was about to call Ning Cheng to bring up the snacks, when he turned his head, he suddenly heard a whispering and charming laugh, which sounded soul-stirringly in the darkness, and then a warm and youthful body fell into his arms.
Feng Zhiwei squatted in the latrine until her feet became numb.
Several times, she felt that she was better and resolved, and she wanted to stand up, but as soon as she stood up straight, she felt a new round of ups and downs in her stomach.
She squatted until her head was dizzy and her legs were weak, but the little seafood still had no tendency to spare her.
There are no idlers in the rest garden. Tonight, some of the Yan family who live in the west of the city stay in the front yard. At this time, the backyard is completely silent, and even a needle can be heard on the ground, so even if she doesn't want to hear it, she will listen to Ning Yi's movements. Be clear.
She heard the sound of Ning Yi opening the door, the sound of him standing still in the room, no scolding, no rejection, no doubts, Ning Yi's room was logically quiet.
Immediately she laughed at herself—why are there rejections and questions? What are you dreaming about? For Yan Huaiying to enter this courtyard, he had personally approved it.
Hey, seeing Miss Yan tomorrow, do you want to call the new aunt
She clutched her stomach, feeling that tonight was really unlucky, and seafood must have a grudge against her in this life.
But I heard someone striding towards me, saying, "Wei, Wei, come out."
She squatted for too long, Gu Nanyi was worried and came to her.
Feng Zhiwei's heart skipped a beat, thinking that Ning Yi didn't know that she went to the toilet here after eating a stomachache, what would Ning Yi think when she answered this out loud
He hurriedly tidied himself up and was about to welcome him out, but Gu Nanyi couldn't get an answer from her, so he was even more worried. He thought about it and knew that he couldn't break into the women's toilet, so he just raised his palm and cracked it.
With a bang, he knocked half of the toilet down.
The female body threw itself into Ning Yi's arms.
In an instant, it was silky soft, silky smooth, Ning Yi was enveloped in the darkness like a soft cloud, and the rich peony fragrance rushed over. She shivered in his arms, a little timid, aggrieved, and pitiful, calling softly. : "Your Highness..."
Ning Yi was overjoyed at first, and then knew something was wrong.
Feng Zhiwei would not be so soft, so fragrant, lying in his room with a half-open skirt and heavy make-up, voluntarily dedicating herself to seek pleasure.
Oh no, Feng Zhiwei is so soft and fragrant, but I won't let him taste it.
If Feng Zhiwei can not push his hand away, it is God's eyes.
It must be a woman sent by the Yan family...
Some empty emotions surged up, the spontaneous joy a moment ago, now only a little disappointment, and after the disappointment, I was a little annoyed, but I didn't know what to be annoyed about.
The woman in her arms was like willows, climbing onto his shoulders, her arms trembling slightly, she seemed not very good at this kind of courtship gesture, her movements were a bit stiff, which made his neck feel uncomfortable.
He sneered, suddenly completely disgusted with the peony fragrance.
I will pull out all the peonies in the palace in the future!
Also, what did Ning Cheng do to eat, that someone climbed into his bed like this!
Just as he was about to push the inexplicable woman away, he suddenly heard a loud noise.
There was a bang, not far from his back window, and then he heard an exclamation, but it was Feng Zhiwei's voice.
He was startled, and wanted to rush away, but the woman in his arms strangled him tightly, Ning Yi raised his eyebrows, and was about to slap the woman to death, when he raised his hand, he suddenly stopped.
How could Feng Zhiwei be outside his back window
what is she doing
He stood there in a daze, his eyes changing, and the conversation outside the window had been clearly transmitted.
"What are you doing!" Feng Zhiwei's voice was a little startled.
"It's been too long." It was Gu Nanyi's calm voice, "Go, go to bed."
Feng Zhiwei seemed to be choked by the smoke and coughed loudly.
Ning Yi smiled slightly.
This smile seems to be the same as the smile he just opened the door, but it is different when you look closely. If it was clear, bright, and sparkling like dewdrops of freshness and happiness, it is cold and charming now. Yes, with the enchanting and gloomy fragrance of mandala flowers in the night.
Yan Huaiying raised her head and looked at his smile, she was almost insane.
After Ning Yi smiled, he raised his palm and slowly landed on her shoulders. With force on his hand, he tore Yan Huaiying's clothes with a squeak.
The snow-white and round shoulders were exposed, shining like beautiful jade pearls in the half-light.
Yan Huaiying let out a low cry, she really didn't expect that His Highness would be so anxious in this situation where he knew that someone was peeping. Does this mean... going to bed right away? She blushed, and looked outside with some trepidation, a little scared and a little happy, feeling inappropriate but daring not to refuse.
Ning Yi raised his hand again to unbutton his collar, his skin was moist and crystal clear, Yan Huaiying blushed, her eyes seemed to be hiding, she gently leaned her face against his chest for a long time.
With an inexplicable smile on the corner of Ning Yi's mouth, he embraced her and walked to the rear window, and swung open the window sash.