I'm just afraid that whatever she says at this moment will be superfluous.
So the opened lips simply closed again.
Seeing her shy and annoyed look, Feng Ruohen felt even better and couldn't help teasing her, "Why don't you speak? Don't you know what you were doing just now?"
Helan Qin'er at this time was completely different from when we met again at the Flower House.
She is still her, never changed.
From his eyes, she could understand those thoughts and feelings.
When had Helan Qin'er ever been stupid? I don't know when, but she let down her guard because she knew very well that Feng Ruohen would not harm her.
"You don't know what I was doing just now?" Wasn't it just a small response? As for chasing after him so fiercely?
Qin'er's heartbeat was also at its peak, so she decided to risk it all, as she was willing to lose more in terms of momentum.
Seeing that she still had the energy to reply, Feng Ruohen's eyes slowly moved downward, becoming more and more ambiguous...
The woman didn't know his intention at first, and vaguely remembered his actions before. When she looked up, she realized that the clothes on her upper body had been messy, and half of her hair was exposed.
He screamed in surprise and tried to block it with his hands, but he restrained him tightly.
"You feel ashamed now?" the man said proudly.
Where did she have time to take advantage of it? She lowered her eyes and pursed her lips, feeling very distressed and shy.
A gust of cool wind seeped in through the crack in the door, sweeping through the two people who were in deep love. She shivered without noticing. Just as she was about to say, "It's so cold," Feng Ruohen pressed forward and blew her breath with the tip of her nose.
Rubbing her cheek.
Her hands were no longer firmly grasped by him. She simply put her arms around his neck and whispered, "It's so cold here..."
This was more like a hint. After hearing this, Feng Ruohen paused for a moment, picked her up and walked into the inner room step by step.
…
One night, the rain stopped.
At ten o'clock in the morning, the servants of the palace had already taken brooms and began to clean up the water stains accumulated everywhere.
The friction between the broom and the ground made a "swish-swish" sound, splashing water, servants' steps, whispers...
The soft sounds naturally entered Qin'er's ears, gradually awakening her consciousness.
pain……
She felt that every inch of her body was in pain, but deep in her heart, there was a strong feeling that wrapped around her warmly.