She hugged the man like a coquettish child, burying her face in the man's chest, and her muffled voice came out with some warmth.

"Humility..."

A smile slowly appeared on Shen Yue's face. Her eyebrows had always been gloomy and indifferent. Now when she smiled like this, it seemed that she was tainted with a hint of shyness, showing shyness and embarrassment.

Cheng Qiangong's arm stopped in mid-air, and finally fell down, encircling the person in his arms. Unconsciously, a smile appeared on his face.

He brought the girl in. The room was exceptionally warm, dispelling the cold.

Cheng Qiangong took Shen Yue into his arms, letting her weight rest on him, holding her in a possessive manner, but not too hard for fear of hurting her.

Qingyue's voice was soft, gently ringing in Shen Yue's ears.

"Is it cold?"

Shen Yue hugged the man's waist tightly, feeling dizzy, "No, it's not cold."

A little bit good.

Cheng Qiangong had never seen a drunk Shen Yue. He was very clingy and kept hugging him tightly, unwilling to let go, as if he was afraid that he would run away.

My heart felt warm, like soft feathers brushing across my heart, leaving behind bursts of itching that became more and more itchy.

Shen Yue raised her head and hugged the man's neck with both hands, stumbling on her toes, biting his lip tenderly and tenderly, without exerting any force, like a kitten with its fangs pulled out.

The beautiful snow-white face was stained with a thin layer of red, like a layer of rouge, the eyebrows were delicate and picturesque, the black eyes were gleaming, and the tear mole at the corner of the eye became more and more vivid.

Snowflakes were floating outside, but it was warm as spring inside. The candles were brightly lit, and the warm yellow light seemed to light up an ambiguous fire.

The elegant and tall man lowered his eyelashes, pinched the girl's waist with one hand, and pressed the back of the girl's head with the other hand to control everything about her. He lowered his head and bit the soft and full lips.

Because of his height, Shen Yue had to stand on his toes and raise his head. Maintaining this posture would cause pain and fatigue. His calves would tremble slightly, his breath would be taken away, and crystal tears would flow from his bright red eyes. .

Just like a butterfly entangled in a spider web, the sticky and tight web clings to it. The more it struggles, the tighter it becomes, until it is unable to break free until it dies.

A faint pink appeared on the man's gentle and ascetic face, which was an extremely forbearing desire. His eyelashes trembled slightly, and his eyes that had always restrained his reason were infected by deep desire.

He is both restrained and crazy.

The ultimate contrast, full of astringency.

Shen Yue's legs were already weak, and they were all supported by the man's arms.

Later, Shen Yue was sobbing pitifully, and Cheng Qiangong slowly left. His breathing was a little heavy, and he lowered his head and pressed his forehead against the girl's. There was a softness as thin as sand between his brows and eyes.

He picked up the girl like a child and carried her to the bed.

Shen Yue's eyelashes were stained with tears, and her clothes were slightly messy, revealing her snow-white skin, which was slightly pink. The aroma exuding from the skin became stronger and stronger, entwined with the wet smell of alcohol, and turned into It has an extremely alluring taste.

Just as Cheng Qiangong was about to stand up, his sleeve was grabbed. He paused slightly, lowered his eyes, and looked at the girl whose eyes were blurred but who was subconsciously relying on him.

She pursed her lips. The plump and bright red lips were swollen due to the rough and fierce kiss just now, and they were a little unable to close. It seemed that with a hard squeeze, the fragrant juice could be squeezed out.

Cheng Qiangong knew clearly that he was a little out of control.

From the moment the girl, smelling of alcohol, hugged him out, called his name coquettishly in a low voice, stood on tiptoes, and kissed his lips hard and green, she was already out of control.

The heart that had been calm for a long time was disturbed, the water was sparkling, and it took a long time to regain peace.

This was not a good sign and was out of his control.

Cheng Qiangong felt the tug on his sleeves, closed his eyes, calmed down the fire burning in his heart, and warned himself over and over again not to have any thoughts that he shouldn't have.

He thought calmly.

After staying by Shen Yue's side for a year, although he could not be said to be willing, he did not allow himself to fall like this, because after all, he and Shen Yue were not the same person, and he had no way to gamble with the world.

The fourth prince is cruel and ruthless. If she takes the throne, it will be a disaster, and it will be a disaster for the people.

It was impossible for Cheng Qiangong to shake his original intention for so many years just because of this slightest move in his heart.

Cheng Qiangong opened his eyes and looked down at Shen Yue again, with a cold light flashing in his eyes.

He cannot be soft-hearted. If he is soft-hearted at this time, all his efforts will be wasted.

Moreover, who can know how sincere Shen Yue is?

But……

One's eyes cannot deceive others.

Cheng Qian tried hard to restrain his uneasiness and analyzed rationally.

When the time comes, he will spare Shen Yue's life as compensation, and he will try his best to meet all Shen Yue's conditions, including anything except the throne.

And didn’t Shen Yue keep saying that she liked him?

If this is the case, then he will take care of Shen Yue for the rest of his life and will not marry any wives or concubines. She will be the only one in this life.

Thinking like this, Cheng Qiangong suppressed the guilt that was about to burst out of his shell.

This was the most unshakable moment. Cheng Qiangong took a deep breath of hot breath and couldn't stay any longer.

Pulling out his sleeves, Cheng Qiangong turned around and wanted to leave, but before he could take a step, his hand was loosely held by the person on the bed.

Cheng Qiangong lowered his long eyelashes with forbearance and restraint, leaving a shadow under his fair eyes.

Slender pale fingers held his hand, the sleeves slipped slightly, and the slender wrists were fragile, beautiful, and soft, as if they could be broken with just a little force.

Cheng Qiangong gritted his teeth, his sexy Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he was extremely thirsty.

Even though he was warning himself in his heart, he still met the girl's eyes uncontrollably.

Those dark eyes were gleaming with water, and the ends of the eyes were very red, with a thin layer, and the lips were so swollen that they couldn't be closed.

She was still drunk and not very clear-headed, but she still remembered to hold his hand and not let him leave.

Sensing that Cheng Qiangong was about to leave, the girl's long and thick eyelashes trembled again and again. She seemed uneasy and stuffed her soft fingers into his rough palm.

"Cheng Qiangong, don't leave."

The gorgeous voice was a little hoarse, and she felt aggrieved like a child who didn't get candy. She just looked at the man quietly, with a look that no one could resist.

The small voice, with a little soft vibrato, was full of thoughts about the man in front of her.
Chapter completed!