The space inside is quite spacious, with a soft couch for people to lie halfway down, and there are inlaid seats beside the window.
Xiao Lingyue saw Zhan Beihan leaning on the bed halfway, and her clothes had been changed. The black hair like black silk fell down loosely, making the handsome face look pale.
The sword eyebrows flew into the temples and the bridge of the nose was straight.
The lines are as perfect and exquisite as carved, less cold and more arrogant.
Xiao Lingyue couldn't help but take a few more glances.
It is rare to see his appearance as a beauty in his illness, and he has a unique look!
Xiao Lingyue sat aside openly, holding her chin, and watching him drink medicine with great interest.
Zhan Beihan obviously had just woken up, leaned against the cushion, frowned and drank a bowl of black soup.
When he put down the medicine bowl, he unconsciously licked the remaining medicine juice on his lips.
Xiao Lingyue's eyes were attracted by his movements, and she could see the obviously bitten wound on his thin lips.
“…”
Xiao Lingyue looked away slightly uneasy and quickly looked back with a strong anger.
She is more than the one biting people!
Why does she feel guilty?
Xiao Lingyue said, "What did you ask me to come here? The fever has subsided?"
"No." Zhan Beihan leaned against the cushion casually, looking at her with deep eyes.
Xiao Lingyue saw that he looked very sober. She smiled and said with a smile: "Your Highness, do you still remember what you did?"
"You mean you knocked me out?" Zhan Beihan said.
"Then think about it again, why did I knock you out?" Xiao Lingyue asked back.
Are you trying to take advantage of your illness?
What's going on?
Sober and refuse to admit your account?
Zhan Beihan snorted: "You have been brave enough for a day or two. I haven't settled the score with you yet. Do you want to rebel with me in this tone of provoking troops?"
Maybe it was because of the injury and the high fever had not subsided.
He doesn't speak loudly.
The voice was low and slight, and it sounded lazy, not like a tone of guilt.
Xiao Lingyue said with a funny look: "You are good at making a fight. What do you want to make a fortune with me? Do you want to make a fortune by the gangster? "
Zhan Beihan was quiet and then narrowed his eyes slightly: "What did you say?"
"Isn't it?" Xiao Lingyue looked at him.
"That was an accident." Zhan Beihan said calmly, "I am just confused."
Xiao Lingyue had not had time to speak.
He curled the corners of his mouth coldly and said to himself: "Don't you enjoy it too?"
“…”
Xiao Lingyue's joking smile faded away, and her expression became cold: "What do you mean?"
Although she knew that he might be confused, she forced her to kiss her for some reason.
But it's one thing she doesn't care.
Zhan Beihan's attitude is another matter.
What does his tone of sloppy and playfulness mean?
Zhan Beihan's eyes were cold, and he curled his lips and said lightly: "Aren't you married? You are not a big girl in yellow. I won't touch you, you will have to rely on me, right?"
A cluster of anger suddenly emerged in Xiao Lingyue's eyes, and she stared at him: "Do you say it again?"
"I...
"Fight Beihan." Xiao Lingyue interrupted him and said word by word, "Don't force me to beat you!" Popular 『』 This chapter has been completed!