Stop Chasing the Sick Boss of Quick Transmigration Raiders

Chapter 422
Regardless of her background, she is a legend in the harem.

She is a woman who has been promoted all the way from a small selection to the next position!
Even though she had lost contact with the Wen family since she entered the harem, and hadn't even given the Wen family a good face, Wen Xiao always felt that there were some unknown secrets in it.

Otherwise, with the empress dowager's means, if she really hated herself, she would have killed herself hundreds of times in the dark, so how could it be her turn to be alive and kicking in the harem?
From this point of view, even if the queen mother is not a friend, she will never be an enemy.

But why does she keep making things difficult for herself...

Before she could figure it out, Nie Hong's voice appeared at the door.

"Aifei has such a serious face." Nie Hong looked at Wen Xiao who was wearing a red gauze dress, and a smile flashed in his eyes, "It's rare to see you sitting on the couch in a serious manner."

Wen Xiao smiled at him, hiding the inexplicable thoughts in her eyes, and thoughtfully asked him if he was tired, and if he wanted to squeeze his shoulders and beat his legs.

Wen Xiao has been asking this question for the past two days, and Nie Hong naturally refused - his resistance to women has not been completely eliminated, and if he can avoid physical contact with Wen Xiao, he will never go to her side.

Wen Xiao teases and touches every day, Nie Hong suffers every day, but he still comes to Yaohua Palace to report every day.

Although Wen Xiao didn't understand why he insisted on coming here to find fault for himself.

It's really not easy to be an emperor. In order to plot against my wife, I have to resist the urge to slap her away, coax and deceive her aggrievedly, in order to achieve my goal.

Thinking of this, Wen Xiao looked at Nie Hong with pity.

Nie Hong raised his eyebrows, feeling a strange feeling in his heart.

She is feeling sorry for herself?

He walked up to Wen Xiao slowly, and said in a low voice, "I am indeed a little tired, so please trouble Aifei."

After finishing speaking, she sat down in front of Wen Xiao, exposing her broad back in front of Wen Xiao.

Wen Xiao looked at the black clothes in front of her, and blinked blankly.

Do you really want me to squeeze your shoulders and back? ?

She stretched out her hand and squeezed Nie Hong's shoulder cautiously.

The man's muscles tensed for a moment, and then he relaxed quickly, with a slight sense of comfort on his expression, as if he was really enjoying Wen Xiao's service.

Wen Xiao squeezed the man's shoulders depressedly, her mouth curled up where he couldn't see.

But Nie Hong, who had his back to Wen Xiao, was not feeling well at the moment.

Wen Xiao's unique elegant aura bypassed her cheeks and penetrated into the tip of her nose, lingering in her nasal cavity, unwilling to dissipate for a long time, the clothes on her shoulders seemed to not exist, and she could already feel the warmth of the woman's palm.

But the most terrible thing is her breathing that is getting closer and closer.

Originally, the distance was still far away, but Wen Xiao became tired from holding on to it, so she moved forward unconsciously to save herself some effort. In this way, the sound of breathing in Nie Hong's ear got closer and closer, unconsciously It dyed the man's earlobe a light flesh pink.

When Wen Xiao saw the man's red earlobes, she realized that it wasn't that he didn't feel anything, but that he was just holding on.

She smiled slyly in her heart and leaned forward again, her chest almost leaning against the man.

Part of his mind was caused by a prank mentality, and part of it was to see how far Nie Hong could bear her kind of intimacy now.

(End of this chapter)