Ming Wuyou's fingers were delicate and smooth, and he traced Murong Yu's slightly cold lips. The fingertips stopped at the corners of his lips and whispered: "Your Highness's lips are so beautiful."
Under Murong Yu's calm face, his heart was beating wildly.
Ming Wuyou noticed his tension, and the smile in his eyes deepened. He stepped closer to Murong Yu, tiptoed into his ear and said, "You look better when you kiss me."
Murong Yu couldn't hold back any longer and froze there. As if he had self-awareness, his hands reflexively squeezed her waist.
This time, he did not pull her to his side, but pressed down hard, causing Ming Wuyou's heels to drop.
Murong Yu's Adam's apple rolled, he turned away from Ming Wuyou, and said in a low voice: "Don't talk nonsense."
Ming Wuyou blinked, "I'm telling the truth, originally -"
Murong Yu immediately looked at her: "Girls should be more reserved!"
"Then..." Ming Wuyou raised his eyebrows, "Okay, I'll be reserved."
She took two steps back.
The slender waist naturally slipped away from Murong Yu's hands.
Murong Yu felt a little reluctant to give up. He curled his fingers and subconsciously explored it. Then, when he came into contact with Ming Wuyou's smiling eyes, he pulled it back stiffly, "Go and lie down on the bed."
"oh."
Ming Wuyou nodded obediently, took off his shoes and cloak, sat back on the bed, and pulled the thin quilt over to cover himself.
"Your Highness." Ming Wuyou patted the place beside the bed, "Please talk to me."
Murong Yu hesitated for a moment, the dark black robe slid, and then he came forward and sat on the edge of the bed.
He didn't look at Ming Wuyou, but his eyes were slightly lowered, and for a moment, he seemed a little cautious.
Ming Wuyou boldly took his hand on his knee and held it, "Your Highness is here to see me, why don't you ask about my injury?"
"..."
Murong Yu remained silent.
Naturally, he was very concerned about her injury, but Ming Wuyou... was too proactive and direct, which made his mind go into knots as soon as he came in, and he couldn't recover.
When Ming Wuyou mentioned it, his eyes immediately glanced at Ming Wuyou's shoulders, and just as he was about to ask a question, Ming Wuyou said again: "I know it's really rude to touch and touch like this, but I saw
Your Highness can't control his hands and feet, and I like that."
"Your Highness, can I not be reserved just for you?"
Murong Yu finally calmed down a little, but his heart beat faster due to her words and he looked at her with a heavy gaze.
Ming Wuyou asked: "Isn't it possible?"
Murong Yu blurted out: "Okay."
Ming Wuyou's lips curved into a sweet smile, and he played with Murong Yu's fingers with great interest.
Murong Yu looked at her for a long time and finally found his voice: "Is your injury okay?"
"Um."
Ming Wuyou nodded, "The scabs have formed. Would you like to see it, Your Highness?"
"No need-" Murong Yu quickly refused, fearing that she would really take off her clothes and show him, and Ming Wuyou would definitely be able to do it now.
Murong Yu felt that he felt a little weird when facing Ming Wuyou now. He wanted her to come close to him and say some sweet and flirty words to him, but he didn't want her to get too close because those words were too sweet.
He was really afraid that he would sink too quickly and fall into the abyss, unable to climb out.
But with him like this now, she only said a few words and her mind was spinning all over the place, and she was so excited that her heartbeat was racing. Wasn't she really sinking?
Murong Yu looked at Ming Wuyou indifferently and smiled bitterly in his heart.
Ming Wuyou felt that today's level was about the same. She really couldn't do the teasing of undressing and undressing, so she only dared to talk about it.
So after hearing him say "no need", I put the matter aside.
Murong Yu turned his attention to the food box outside: "Want to try the pastries made by Aunt Bai?"
"good."
Ming Wuyou nodded, and after Murong Yu took the food box and opened it, she took his hand again and said, "Your Highness, please eat with me."
Murong Yu said nothing, symbolically pinching pieces of pastries and stuffing them into his mouth.
There are only six pieces of pastry.
After finishing eating, Murong Yu brought a cup of tea to Ming Wuyou, but he didn't speak during the process.
Ming Wuyou sipped his tea and glanced at the hands he held with his. He thought to himself, how silent he is. If he didn't know him so well and could interpret some of the expressions in his eyes and body movements, he might have been fooled by him.
Deterred by the silence.
Fortunately, she understands.
This is a treasure. As long as he finds the right woman, he will stay with her for the rest of his life. And to what extent he can pamper a woman, only he who has experienced it himself knows best.
Don't be hasty, adjust slowly.
Ming Wuyou suppressed his smile, took two sips of tea and handed the quilt to Murong Yu.
"Don't drink anymore?" Murong Yu asked.
"Um."
Ming Wuyou nodded, "I'm a little full and can't drink the tea anymore, but this pastry is quite sweet. Are you used to it, Your Highness? Do you want me to make a cup of tea for Your Highness?"
The pastries are indeed sweet and greasy, which is Ming Wuyou's favorite taste.
Murong Yu had always been indifferent to the taste of pastries, but now, perhaps because of his mood, or perhaps because Ming Wuyou liked this pastry, he actually thought it tasted good.
Seeing that Ming Wuyou was about to stand up, he reflexively pulled her back: "You are still injured."
Then, Murong Yu drank the rest of the tea in the cup and put the cup back on the small table beside the bed.
Ming Wuyou said: "Your Highness does not dislike my tea cup."
Murong Yu was silent for a moment, thinking that since she was so proactive, should he not be too pretentious and give her some response?
So Murong Yu said "hmm" very lightly.
"That's right." Ming Wuyou had a deep smile in his eyes, "After all, we have all gotten along with each other."
After finishing his words, Ming Wuyou suddenly moved towards Murong Yu.
When he stopped, the tip of his nose was almost touching Murong Yu's.
She asked softly: "Your Highness, could you say a few more words to me?"
"...Okay." Murong Yu couldn't bear to step away and looked at her with dark eyes: "What do you want to hear?"
"I want to know - what does Your Highness like?"
Murong Yu couldn't help but said: "I like you painting me, I like you writing me letters, I like... you come closer to me."
Whatever she does, as long as she is thinking about him, he likes her.
"It turns out that Your Highness likes me to take the initiative, so I understand." Ming Wuyou smiled, and as soon as he finished speaking, his lips pressed against his.
This was what she had wanted to do since the first time she saw Murong Yu tonight.
His lips are soft, cool and addictive.
She likes the feeling of kissing, as if two people's hearts seem to be very close and intimate.
Murong Yu paused for a moment, then put his right hand on Ming Wuyou's face, letting Ming Wuyou take the lead in the kiss. This chapter has been completed!