Chapter 117

Xu Jin's sweet words are good to listen to, Fu Rong left ear into the right ear out, pressure did not go to heart. On the Lantern Festival, when the family get together, even if Xu Jin likes her a little bit, he can't give up the chance to be courteous to the emperor for her sake. 80% of them come out to do some cases and turn around to see her.

Do you really think she is a young girl in love?

Too lazy to tear him apart, Fu Rong looked at the door of the inner room, and then looked at the man whose eyes had not yet faded. He bit his lips and drooped his eyes to urge him: "see you too. Let's go quickly. My servant girl hears the news. I have to die for my life."

If she was in the daytime, she would definitely find out the dragon pattern jade pendant and return it to Xu Jin. However, it was not a good time for her to speak in the dead of night. She just showed her legs again. Fu Rong remembers clearly that Xu Jin loved her legs most in her last life. She always liked

Interrupt the memory, Fu Rong only use the eyes to urge the man to leave.

In the lotus tent, the beautiful woman's green silk is scattered on her pillow. Her face is as gorgeous as a Begonia because of her strange actions just now. Her long eyelashes vibrate gently, and her red lips are tightly pursed. In any case, it is a mixture of shame and anger, as well as a bit of fear and fear. Xu Jinqiang resisted the impulse to reach out and touch her leg. He said in a soft voice, "don't worry. She has inhaled some soothing incense. She sleeps heavily and won't hear you."

It's another way!

Fu couldn't bear to sneer at him: "this tranquilizing incense is really good. It can not only be smeared on the needle to plot against my brother, but also make my maid dizzy. Why don't you use it on me directly?"

Xu Jin didn't feel guilty about doing anything wrong at all. She looked at her cold words with a smile. Although she was angry, she didn't dare to move even though she was wrapped in a quilt. Instead, she seemed to be playing coquetry. I also thought that she was indifferent to qice tonight, and had no eye on Xu Yan. It was clearly because she was thinking about him that she was in a better mood.

When I was in a good mood, I would say, "are you still angry with me? Last time we had to. We didn't know each other at that time. Aren't we afraid of her shouting out tonight? As for you, I wish you could stay awake and talk to me for a while. How could you suck that stuff for you

He wants to marry her as the princess. His wife, Qi Ye, should respect her. He can make a little fuss before marriage. If she is really rash, she will die of anger. If you are a concubine, you don't have to be so thoughtful, just be happy.

Even if you know it's not true, it's comfortable to hear it.

Fu Rong raised his eyes and looked at him. His hands in the quilt quietly touched his pajamas. He thought about it and softened his voice. "Since the Lord wants to talk, can you go to the main room and let me get up and clean up? It's a shame to be in such a mess. " If you can't get rid of it, you have to keep your spirits up.

Xu Jin liked to see her lying down and immediately said, "no, no, you can lie down. Just now I saw you sweating all over. How can you get up and dress and get sick? I... "

Just want to care about her body, but see the beauty in bed cold face, look at his eyes like a knife, Xu Jin can't help but stop.

Fu Rong took the opportunity to reprimand: "the Lord can do things to break into the boudoir at night, but I can't talk to him like this. If he just wants to see me, he just makes me dizzy, so as to avoid my shame and anger."

Xu Jin didn't know whether to be happy or angry when he saw her so strong, but he really wanted to talk to her calmly for a while, then he got up and said, "OK, you can simply clean up and tidy up, you don't have to toss your headdress any more, you have to sleep later."

Fu Rong did not answer, looking at the door waiting for him to leave.

Xu Jin reluctantly looked at her and turned away.

Seeing him out of the inner room, Fu Rong slowly lifted the quilt and crept to the door. After a while, he quietly picked up the curtain. Just pick a little, see the man's boots at the bottom quickly away, there is a faint movement of retreat on the opposite side. Fu Rong skimmed his lips and merged the two door panels, leaving the bolt on.

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