This man was drunk and his style of painting was different from others.
Seeing that she was not crushed, the hidden scholar suddenly reached out and touched her chest and waist, saying to himself: "Well, it's okay, it's not crushed..."
Ming Lanruo: "..."
He suddenly relaxed himself, leaned against her body, and said lazily: "Silly... If you are a fool, you don't have to think about anything... Well... you are naked, come here
It may not be a bad thing to go without worries."
Ming Lanruo rubbed the center of her brows, pushed herself up half-sitting up, and looked at the scholar lying on her lap: "Are you in a bad mood?"
The man in his arms, when he was Cang Qiao, would never look so decadent and world-weary.
Not even showing a moment of weakness...
Because those weaknesses will make his enemies take notice and make the murderous sword in his hand dull.
He will always be the cold, ruthless, thoughtful and sharp-sharp admiral of Dongchang Palm Print.
But today, he put on the hidden scholar's human skin mask, which seemed to open a gap, allowing those fragile emotions to spread.
Scholar Yin didn't say anything, he just pressed against her chest and listened to her heartbeat. After a while, he asked softly: "Little lady... is there anything in this world that will never change?"
Ming Lanruo said calmly: "Yes, the most unchangeable thing in this world is - nothing will never change."
Well, he looked like he was betrayed by his trusted acquaintance, and then he remembered something and felt world-weary.
What happened in Dongchang?
The hidden scholar remained silent for a while, then closed his eyes sadly and buried his face deeply in her waist: "Sure enough... this world is really... boring."
Will you change too?
He wanted to ask, but felt it was redundant.
If you don't change, the person who is so close to you today should be another man...
Ming Lanruo knew what he wanted to ask, so she didn't answer him and just sighed silently.
If I didn't change and was still the blind fool, how could I hold you in my arms today?
The two of them cuddled up against each other, but they seemed to have...a tacit understanding.
After a while, Ming Lanruo gently touched his shoulder and suddenly said lazily——
"Little scholar, this world is so boring. I will always be with you. If we are bored together, we won't be so lonely and uncomfortable, right?"
The hidden scholar seemed to be stunned. After a while, he smiled softly, and the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were as gentle as the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River...
Well, if she is always with you, you won't be so lonely.
The mortal world...
If it’s boring, then it’s boring.
My mood seemed to have improved instantly.
He suddenly raised his head from her waist, raised his thin eyelids to look at her, his slender eyes filled with blurry mist, and asked softly and softly.
"Little lady, kiss me, okay, just a kiss?"
Ming Lanruo looked at his eyelashes trembling slightly, his fair face flushed, a little embarrassed but stubbornly asking for a kiss.
Her heart felt inexplicably soft and she chuckled: "Okay."
This man has really been in Dongchang for a long time, and has something wrong with him. Even when he is drunk, he can still act stubbornly and instinctively according to his personality.
But...this problem is so cute.
She lowered her head and placed soft, butterfly-like kisses from his forehead, eyelids, and tip of his nose, all the way to his lips...
The fragrant aroma of roses and a bit of spicy wine in her mouth made her feel like she was eating roses...
Well, sure enough, her little scholar also smells of rose mint...
I hope that the little scholar with the scent of rose and mint will not feel sad anymore. Sadness for spring and sadness for autumn is really not suitable for you...
