The night was clear, and a ray of soft moonlight shined through the window onto the bed, covering the woman on the bed with a faint silver light. Her shallow breathing came from the quiet air, and Mao Ting just hugged the quilt.

, slowly...slowly entered dreamland...

In the heavy rain, a woman wearing a white T-shirt and a dark skirt shivered under the eaves. Her thin body was completely soaked, her hair was wet and stuck to her body, and the already cold air seemed to become even colder.

A little bit, looking as embarrassed as a drowned rat.

Seeing the wipers of the windshield wiper, Mao Ting regretted it so much. She regretted quarreling with her brother and ran out angrily without taking her cell phone or wallet. She fell asleep soon after.

Yu, she had to come back in frustration, but when she came back, her brother was no longer there. Did he go to find her? The woman scratched her hair, her eyes filled with regret.

Watching the rain falling crazily and getting heavier, like broken beads dripping down continuously, the gloomy sky seemed to collapse. The thunder sounded, and the woman's whole body was shaken, with regret and worry in her eyes.

It's heavier.

It's thundering, brother, what should I do... It's all her fault, it's all her fault, she shouldn't have quarreled with her brother, it's all her fault. Just as she kept complaining about herself, there was a burst of rapid footsteps.

There was a sound, and her right arm was pulled up by a force, and her whole body fell into an embrace that was colder than her.

He raised his head, blinked his eyes, looked at that handsome face, and threw himself into the man's arms again. His eyes suddenly became sour, he hunched the tip of his nose, and said with a slight cry: "Brother, I shouldn't make you angry.

Yes, it’s my willfulness, it’s my eldest lady’s temper, it’s my inability to grow up, it’s me…”

His arms gradually tightened, and the man tightly held the woman in his arms, as if this was the only way to reassure himself. Feeling the warmth from her body, the fear just now dissipated little by little.

The rain was pouring down, and Bai Ziyi's weak sigh seemed to be heard in the air: "Don't say anything, Maomao, I will never let you get lost again."

"Brother..." The woman wearing a bellyband turned over, and a small white foot leaked out from the quilt. She turned sideways and hugged the quilt with a big smile on her lips.

That satisfied smile made Fu Jingning, who quietly came to the room to look for something, raise his eyebrows in confusion, brother? Isn't the princess's brother the emperor? Doesn't this naughty princess never take the emperor seriously?

He has never seen this woman without makeup. In fact, she looks very good without makeup. Her exquisite facial features are wonderful, her fair face is like a cracked egg, and her lips are as small as cherries and want to be bitten.

When she took the last sip, the faint smile she showed in her sleep was extremely cute, and the moonlight cast a little silver light, which was like a dream. It all seemed like a living picture of beauty.

etc……

This woman actually smiled so happily because of the emperor. He intuitively felt that the matter was not as simple as he thought.

Fu Jingning frowned and approached, wanting to see how many things he didn't know about this woman. Little did he know that as soon as he approached, the woman slowly opened her eyes...
Chapter completed!