Zhuang Xiaoyu's voice was lazy and coquettish, a little hoarse, with the lazy and weak voice after a deep sleep, as weak as after losing strength.

She pushed him: "Stay away from me, I used to have a lot of time to do other things, but now I spend all of it on the bed and low couch, you let me waste my time!"

Her arm didn't have much strength, and she pushed Qin Wuyan's chest like a sparrow rubbing against his heart. Qin Wuyan took her hand, put it to his lips, squeezed her index finger, and moved towards her. Send it in your own mouth.

Zhuang Xiaoyu didn't bother to pay attention, and closed her eyes again. Qin Wuyan bit her index finger, and slowly rubbed it between her lips and teeth, like a puppy with a bone in its mouth.

Zhuang Xiaoyu still had her eyes closed and did not move. Qin Wuyan saw that she was still asleep, so he bit her middle finger again, scraping the fingertips with his teeth, and it was very itchy.

Zhuang Xiaoyu couldn't hold on anymore, suddenly opened his eyes, and pulled his hand out of his palm.

She stared at him, her beautiful eyes were full of mist, and the corners of her eyes still had the light of waking up from a deep sleep. She was woken up and didn't sleep well. sit up.

The bun has been undone, the long hair is loose, and the spring shirt is thin, revealing a snow-like skin under the neck, with fine sweat dripping on it.

A few strands of hair stuck to the snowy skin and were wet with sweat, making it black and shiny against the background.

She leaned on the pillow, stretched her legs straight, and moved to one side, trying to stay away from Qin Wuyan, but the whole carriage was only so big, and there were two people squeezed in, so where could she move? .

The more she wanted to stay away, the more Qin Wuyan moved closer to her side, his breath was close to her neck, he could smell the scent of sweat on her body, her hair was well maintained with jasmine essential oil...

Qin Wuyan also sat up, squeezed his body over, his chest pressed against her shoulder, his fingertips curled around her black hair, continued to sniff, and muttered: "You're not afraid of attracting bees and butterflies when you look like this."

Zhuang Xiaoyu rolled his eyes at him: "With you by my side, which man would dare to come to me?"

Qin Wuyan laughed sullenly, his face full of joy, as if he was inadvertently pleased by her words.

Zhuang Xiaoyu was puzzled: "What are you laughing at, am I wrong?"

"Yes, that's right!" Qin Wuyan put his arms around Zhuang Xiaoyu's shoulders, and wrapped her in his arms: "I think you smell very good, and it resembles the fragrance of flowers. I'm afraid that you will go to the lawn and wildflowers later to attract you. Come butterflies and bees, nothing else."

Zhuang Xiaoyu looked sideways at Qin Wuyan, that handsome face was full of anger, most of the handsome men and beautiful women in this world, standing in front of him, were like an unworthy dogtail grass meeting a gorgeous peony, helpless match.

Even she herself can't compare with his face, Zhuang Xiaoyu has always been very self-aware about this.

From the first time she saw Qin Wuyan, she thought he was good-looking. She originally thought that the handsome man at that time was already at the peak of this man, but she didn't expect that the longer he was, the better-looking he was. The many ordeals not only didn't damage his temperament at all, on the contrary, it made him more calm and settled like a reborn.

It's like an unpolished black iron that has been forged and polished into a peerless sword, but the sword is easy to show its sharpness, so this sword hides itself in a scabbard inlaid with jewels, which is worthy of him inside.