Chapter 94

Zhao Wanxi casually pulled a reason to be perfunctory: "I slept in the carriage all day. I'm not sleepy now. Let's go to bed first!"

She just don't want to sleep with Leng junao again. It's a joke that she thought she wanted to climb up!

The man's unhappy low voice came again: "how to sleep with the light on?"

Leng junao is obviously deliberately finding fault. When he is in the palace, he lights up at night. Doesn't he also feel good sleeping?

Instead of arguing with him, Zhao Wanxi went to the table and blew out the candle. The light in the room was dark for a moment. It took her a long time to get used to it. In the dark, she sat down at the table slowly.

I don't know how long later, the sound of breathing became light and even, and Zhao Wanxi fell asleep on the table.

The man on the bed slowly sat up, quietly walked to the round table in the dark, stretched out his arm and gently picked up the sleeping woman.

His movements are very light and soft. He can't even notice Zhao Wanxi in her deep sleep. The fragrance of a woman's hair flows into Leng Jun's nose. His eyes are shining like a black stone. He stares at her quietly in the dark. His calm heart lake seems to throw a stone into it, rippling.

Slowly, Leng junao gently falls on the bed with her in his arms. He also lies down next to her and hugs her from behind. His high nose greedily falls on her green silk, and his lips unconsciously raise a smile of satisfaction.

The next morning, Zhao Wanxi woke up and found herself lying in bed. She couldn't help but be surprised. Her body was empty and even lin'er was gone. The man wouldn't really leave her!

I remember that I fell asleep at the table last night. Zhao Wanxi subconsciously looked at herself from top to bottom, dressed well, and everything was OK.

There was a knock outside the door. Without waiting for Zhao Wanxi to answer, the enthusiastic landlady had pushed in with steaming sweet soup, and the hearty laughter came -

"Madam wakes up. Your husband said that you are in a hurry. He told the cook to prepare the sweet soup for you. You can drink it while it's hot, and I won't disturb you."

Her husband! Of course, Zhao Wanxi knows who the landlady is talking about. It sounds like Leng junao didn't leave her. But how could he suddenly prepare sweet soup for her so considerately? Is Are you worried about lin'er's lack of food?

But recently, lin'er's food intake has really increased. She is also worried that the little guy is not enough to eat. However, in two months, she can add some supplementary food to him. Then

Zhao Wanxi's hand holding sweet soup is slightly stagnant. She feels that she has thought too much. When lin'er can add supplementary food, she may not be with him! She's just a wet nurse. She really takes herself as her mother!

Outside the door came lin'er's giggle, which also interrupted Zhao Wanxi's thoughts in an instant.

Leng Jun Ao embraces lin'er, pushes the door and walks in, glancing at the motionless sweet soup in front of her.

"Drink up and go on the road."

Zhao Wanxi didn't give him two words: "don't drink!"

She couldn't say why she was unhappy. Leng Jun's eyes were dim, still expressionless, and her voice was as indifferent as water: "let's go."

The man holding lin'er turned and went out, and took the lead to go downstairs.

Zhao Wanxi was puffing her cheeks. She didn't know who she was spitting with. Just a second before she got up, her eyes fell on the steaming liqueur. She took it up, drank it down and left the room.