"Okay, you can let her go, and you can do it with me again." Xiao Ninglan had no expression on her face.
Yan Xiaoyu stared at him in confusion, "What are you doing once?"
"That's what I did in the cave on the cliff that night, you helped me with your mouth..." Xiao Ninglan reminded her kindly, but Yan Xiaoyu screamed and covered his mouth, and said with a red face, "You can't
Say, it’s so embarrassing!”
Xiao Ninglan raised her eyebrows and let her cover her mouth. Until she put down her hand, he said again, "This time we are serious, just like I did to Hu Rumei..."
His mouth was covered by Yan Xiaoyu again, and Yan Xiaoyu's face was so red that it could bleed, "Stop talking, I don't want it, you are such a pervert!"
Xiao Ninglan's thin lips moved slightly and kissed her palm. Yan Xiaoyu's palm was numb and itchy from the kiss. She retracted her hand as if she was electrocuted. Then she saw Xiao Ninglan's successful smile and hit Xiao Ninglan's chest with her elbow.
He groaned, frowned, and then bent down.
Yan Xiaoyu looked at the blood on her elbow, her expression changed, and she suddenly remembered that he was seriously injured, so she hurriedly stepped forward to check on his wound, "Are you okay? Are you okay?"
Xiao Ninglan's face turned pale in pain, and she shook her head slowly, "I'm fine, you don't have to worry."
The two of them knelt together all night. At dawn, Yan Xiaoyu had fallen asleep on Xiao Ninglan's body. When the eunuch went to tell Xiao Ninglan to get up, Yan Xiaoyu was snoring. Xiao Ninglan looked at Yan Xiaoyu who had fallen on her body.
Xiaoyu, with her charming face, seemed to be sleeping very uneasily, and there was glistening saliva at the corner of her mouth.
Xiao Ninglan smiled at this heartless girl, hugged her, and walked towards the Prince's Mansion.
In the East Palace, when Aya saw Xiao Ninglan coming back with Yan Xiaoyu in her arms, she raised her sword abruptly and looked at Xiao Ninglan with hostility. Xiao Ninglan ignored her and just carried her delicately into Yan Xiaoyu's bedroom.
Aya followed the two of them, and then saw Xiao Ninglan placing Yan Xiaoyu on the bed, carefully helping her take off her shoes and socks, and then undressing herself to get ready to sleep. Her face suddenly turned red and disappeared.
Xiao Ninglan lay beside Yan Xiaoyu and fell asleep soundly. I don't know whether it was Yan Xiaoyu's warm breath or being too tired last night, but he slept very deeply. In the past twenty-two years, he had never slept so deeply. He dreamed of his mother-in-law, that beautiful but beautiful concubine.
A short-lived woman, she always smiled at him, opened her arms to him from a distance, and called him, "Ning Lan..."
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PS: Here comes the first update. I’m so sad. The new article doesn’t even have a comment, and the collection and recommendations are not increased. Wow, is the writing so bad?