There's something wrong with this villain in quick time travel

Chapter 166 The Prince's Little Luthier (42)

An icy dream suddenly appeared in Si Qing's life.

He opened his eyes suddenly, and fixed his gaze on Ning San'er who was tightly held in his arms.

The coldness in his eyes gradually dissipated.

Exhaled lightly, fortunately...

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Ning San'er was pulled up from the bed by Si Qing.

When she woke up, Ning San'er was still confused.

The dazed almond eyes just looked at Si Qing in such a ignorant manner, so cute that it hit Si Qing's heart all at once.

Si Qing couldn't hold back, and tasted Ning San'er.

……

Ning San'er woke up.

Sitting in front of the dressing table, Ning San'er's red lips slightly puffed up, and her delicate brows were slightly furrowed, obviously out of anger.

Not only because I was woken up early in the morning, but also because I was woken up in such a way.

Behind him, Si Qing combed Ning San'er's hair carefully, with starry eyes.

Angry is also cute!

Si Qing's heart was itching, and his eyes fell on Ning San'er's unbelievably soft hair, maybe it was his fault.

The bright red lips are slightly raised, and the eyes are soft and tender.

Fair and slender fingers ran across Ning San'er's thick black hair, pulling out a simple but gorgeous bun.

He picked up a step shaker that was on the table, and inserted it obliquely into Ning San'er's temple.

Fragments of light hit the colorful Bu Yao, making Ning San'er's little white face even more beautiful.

Looking at the charming little luthier in the bronze mirror, Si Qing felt a little hot in his heart.

want to hide.

No one is allowed to see it.

Thinking of the dream this morning, Si Qing felt a chill in his heart, and the smile in his eyes gradually faded.

"Does it look good?"

Si Qing's hoarse voice rang in Ning San'er's ear.

Ning San'er pursed her lips, and her eyes fell on herself on the bronze mirror.

good-looking.

But she didn't intend to answer Secretary Secretary's question.

Fortunately, Si Qing didn't care whether Ning San'er answered his question, but quietly looked at Ning San'er's clear eyes, and said in a low voice,
"My concubine always said that if a man has a woman he likes, he should comb her temples, draw her eyebrows, and smudge her every day.

However, until the day of her death, the mother and concubine did not wait until the father was willing to do such a thing for her. "

Speaking of this, Si Qing suddenly smiled coldly, a sneer appeared on Juemei's face,
"The concubine mother fell in love with someone who didn't love her, and gave birth to children for that person, crushing her life inch by inch in the deep palace.

Even at the end of her life, she couldn't wait for the man she loved all her life to look back. "

Gently wrapping Ning San'er who was sitting on the chair in his arms, Si Qing's eyes were radiant and piercing,
"Little luthier, I want to get what my concubine couldn't get.

You said... can you? "

Si Qing's tone was very gentle, as if he was talking about an ordinary thing.

But Ning San'er saw the flames hidden in Si Qing's black eyebrows from the bronze mirror.

It seems that just a little touch can start a prairie fire.

Ning San'er wanted to run away.

How far I want to run.

But the task isn't done yet...

Now she can't run...

but……

The current secretary...is too dangerous.

It seemed that if he didn't agree, he would bite himself to death here.

Ning San'er's fingertips trembled slightly, and just as she was about to say something, there was a knock on the door.
"My lord, the time is almost up."

(End of this chapter)