As soon as her bed curtain was halfway down, Hanhan ran in.
As soon as he came in, he saw her pulling on the bed curtain. The little guy tilted his head in confusion: "Mom, are you resting?"
As he spoke, he looked at the bed again. The quilt was piled up in a mess, as if someone had just slept on it.
Xiao Lingyue grabbed the bed curtain, turned around and smiled awkwardly: "Yes...yes!"
Han Han didn't think much, and ran towards her with a smile: "I heard the servant said that mother is back from the palace, how was the banquet today? Did mother have a good time?"
Xiao Lingyue didn't answer the question: "Are you the only one? Where is Beibei?"
"Beibei is behind."
As soon as he finished speaking, Beibei came in through the door and saw the messy bed at a glance.
brat:"?"
He looked at the quilt on the bed in confusion: "Mom, was she sleeping just now?"
Xiao Lingyue's heartbeat almost skipped a beat, and she hurriedly put down the other half of the bed tent, "Well... I'm a little tired. I've been lying on the bed for a while. You go and sit at the table over there first. I'll pack it up and come over right away."
Han Han readily agreed: "Mother, take your time to clean up, don't be in a hurry."
Beibei responded slowly, and when Han Han pulled him towards the table, he looked back doubtfully.
Why is the quilt on my mother's bed arched like that?
It's like there's someone hidden inside...
Xiao Lingyue pulled up the bed curtains and turned around to see the two children sitting at the table obediently. Hanhan was talking to Beibei with a smile, and Beibei didn't pay attention.
She breathed a sigh of relief, hurriedly got into the bed tent, and looked down.
The man raised his head with a dark face. He was still covered with a quilt, but he honestly didn't make a sound.
The expression on his face is quite unpleasant.
Xiao Lingyue rarely felt guilty and said in a low voice: "I'm sorry for you, don't let them find out..."
"Is this king so shameless?" Zhan Beihan's voice was very low, and the change in timbre, coupled with his expression of suppressing displeasure at the moment, inexplicably showed a sense of grievance.
Like a... beast that was forced into a cage.
There is still no way to break free from the prison.
Xiao Lingyue's conscience ached, and she whispered more and more: "Just think of it as helping me. If Beibei finds you in my bed, it will be difficult to coax him. Can I agree to go to the imperial mausoleum with you?"
Zhan Beihan suddenly realized that this was a good opportunity.
He narrowed his eyes: "That's it?"
"What do you want?"
Xiao Lingyue looked at him puzzled: "Speak quickly, I don't have time to waste time with you, Beibei will find out."
In fact, within a few words of conversation, Beibei already felt that something was wrong.
"Mom, haven't you packed up yet?"
The little guy looked over in confusion and muttered, "Why are you so slow today?"
Zhan Beihan's eyes flashed with a smile, and he pointed to his lips: "I'm the king."
Xiao Lingyue: "......?"
"I will not expose you."
The man leisurely put his hands behind his head and lay on her bed, covering her with her quilt, instantly turning his disadvantage into home.
Xiao Lingyue was annoyed: "Didn't you... just kiss me?"
"It's different. I was the one who took the initiative before. It's time for you to take the initiative, right?"
The man curled his lips: "Hurry up, or they will find out."
The words just fell.
Beibei's voice came again: "Mom, are you still okay? Do you want us to help?"
"No, just sit down and I'll be ready right away!"
Xiao Lingyue said immediately, gritting her teeth.
Just kiss!
It’s not like I haven’t been kissed before, so who is afraid of whom?
She glared at the man, leaned over and kissed him on the lips.