The whole world wants to attack me

Chapter 172 The Abused Princess (23)

Fusang pretended to be dizzy at first, but later she didn't know whether it was because Xiao Chen's dragon bed was too fragrant and warm, or because she was really big-hearted, so she fell asleep in a daze.

Halfway through waking up, she felt something warm and soft rubbing against her face.

Very comfortable.

There was an indistinct sound from the throat.

Xiao Chen paused for a moment while wiping his cheeks for Fusang, and waited for a few seconds, seeing that she didn't seem to wake up, his inexplicably nervous heart relaxed slightly.

With her slender fingers, she pinched the Jinpa soaked in the potion and continued to wipe the stains on Fusang's cheek.

When his eyes swept over the black cyan on her neck, the black pupils shrank slightly.

Xiao Chen's stern brows were full of complex expressions, he was silent for a long time, and finally heaved a long sigh.

Although Longta was soft and comfortable, Fusang didn't sleep well.

Her thin eyebrows were tightly furrowed, she didn't know what she dreamed of, kicked her long leg violently, and then woke up from the dream.

Holding the fragrant and soft quilt in his arms, Fusang looked blankly at the crimson bed curtain with long tassels.

After being stunned for a long while, the long and curly black eyelashes trembled.

The misty eyes regained their brightness.

This seems to be the bedroom of Feishuang Temple, she came back after a wave in the prison.

Sitting up from the couch, Fusang looked out the window.

The thick ink-like night still enveloped the earth, the cold wind beat against the window sill, and the sound of candle wicks burning could be heard in the huge bedroom.

This long dark night is not over yet.

Fusang recalled what happened in the sky prison, she touched her cheek, it was clean and refreshing, and the peculiar smell in her mouth was gone.

Looks like someone cleaned it up for her.

Fusang stepped on the ground with bare feet, she stepped out of the screen, and saw Xiao Chen sitting on the dragon bed reading a book at a glance.

He was wearing black obscene clothes, leaning loosely on the soft couch, his usual meticulous hair was scattered on his shoulders, under the warm candlelight, he looked a bit lazy and luxurious.

There was a thick blanket spread on the floor tiles, and Fusang made no sound when she stepped on it, but the moment she stepped out of the screen, Xiao Chen looked up at her.

The scratches on his face have been taken care of.

At the beginning, it looked scary just because it was bloody and I couldn't tell the depth, but now after the treatment, it's not so scary.

"come here."

A low voice crept into his ears lightly.

Fusang scratched his hand a little guilty.

This guy is not going to settle accounts with her, is he?

Tell her to come to me, and then reach out and pinch her neck?
Seeing that Fusang was still not moving, Xiao Chen frowned, the dissatisfaction in his eyes almost turned into substance and rushed past her scalp.

Fusang's back felt cold, he shrank his neck, and reluctantly moved over.

When the soft couch was still three steps away, Xiao Chen raised his hand.

Fuso almost reflexively raised his arms to cover his head, and his steps were frozen in place.

Tsk, this is the sequelae of being beaten too many times.

There was a moment of silence in the air.

But the slap she thought didn't land on her body for a long time, she carefully exposed a pair of eyes from her arms.

Before he could see anything clearly, a dark object slammed on his forehead with the sound of breaking wind.

"what!"

Fusang yelled in pain, and squatted down covering his forehead.

Tears welled up involuntarily.

I knew this dog thief had no good intentions!

very painful!
huh huh...

"You should know how to read?"

Xiao Chen's voice sounded again, and Fusang raised his tearful eyes to look.

He held his chin with one hand, half of his face was expressionless, and he uttered one word from his thin lips: "Read."

(End of this chapter)