Sweet crazy!The abstinent tycoon spoils the queen as a delicate cub

Song Heqing put the little Highness in her arms on the big soft black bed, kissed her forehead, then got up, took off the prayer beads on her wrist and put them on the table, half-kneeling down beside the bed, tore off the black tie and threw it on the table. bed.

The chirping of insects can be heard endlessly at night, and the half-curved silver moon peeks out from the clouds, spying on the unspeakable scene.

Liang Xi reluctantly sat up, took off the emerald jade hairpin from the back of her head and threw it on the ground, the silk-like black hair scattered behind her head, Liang Xi raised her head slightly, half of the cold white light reflected her charming little face.

She-un-opened the silver-gray icy lock|buckle.

downstairs.

Xiaotao carried the soup and walked to the stairs, but she was stopped by Butler Ding as soon as she stepped on the first step, "Xiaotao, there is no need to bring soup to Young Madam tonight!"

"Ah? Why? Didn't Mister say before he left..."

"Oh, why do you have so many questions, girl?" Steward Ding walked up to her with his hands behind his back and a smile on his face, "You just listen to me, take the soup back to the kitchen, and go to rest quickly."

This girl is good at everything, but she can be silly from time to time.

Xiao Tao nodded blankly, "Oh."

upstairs.

The scorching atmosphere is covered with a layer of mist, which is full of scorching-hot-hot emotion.

The silvery moonlight seemed to sprinkle a layer of glaze on the girl's incandescent skin, like a piece of flawless suet jade. Looking at it, one couldn't help but want to leave some traces.

Song Heqing lowered his eyes, the black pupils covered by the long eyelashes were deep and shocking, his deep eyes fell on the girl's beautiful crimson face, his thin lips were bent, and the coldness between the clear and meaningful brows was finally The smoke cleared.

"Your Highness—"

A deep and hoarse voice sounded.

He bent down, and the strong and powerful lines on his back moved accordingly, and Ruyu's fingertips held the girl's small jaw gently and gently.

Head tilted slightly.

The wet|tip|tip of the tongue|tip|tip|tip|tip|painted the girl's ear pinna, teasing her with a hoarse voice, "Your Highness, who is Yangyang?"

"Yes, it's me..." Liang Xi's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she asked him softly, "Didn't you say, you...don't be angry?"

Song Heqing chuckled, and said slowly, "Your Highness, this is not anger. This is called, settle accounts later."

"you-"

Song Heqing swallowed her sweet lips and blocked the words in her throat.

...

Lingering|lingering, You Yun|殢雨.

A charming room.

In the middle of the night, when everything was silent, a few voices could be heard indistinctly in the pitch-black room,

"Your Highness."

"Um.."

"who am I?"

"Song...Song Heqing, little Buddha, my little Buddha."

"Ok?"

"Also... also Ah Qing, my Ah Qing."

Tonight is bound to be a sleepless night.

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The next day.

The sky is blue.

The gardeners who got up early to work were chatting and joking in the garden, and the golden sunlight was very dazzling early in the morning.

The curtains in the bedroom on the second floor were still closed.

There was no one in the dark bedroom, only a messy bed quilt was thrown on the gray wool carpet.

On the frosted glass door of the bathroom, one can faintly see that there seems to be a light on inside.

More than two hours later.

Song Heqing, who was covered in steam, came out holding the sleeping Highness.

Compared with the unskilled last time, he has made obvious progress in changing the quilt cover this time.

Lying on the bed, he gently held her in his arms.

Liang Xi, who was sleeping soundly, sensed his aura, frowned subconsciously, stretched out her hand and pushed him carelessly, and murmured, "I can't do it, I don't want it anymore."

The girl's hoarse voice has a hint of softness, which makes people hear it, and it feels like their hearts are crisp.

heard.

Song Heqing bent her lips, smiled silently, lowered her head and kissed her smooth forehead tenderly, and said softly, "Go to sleep."

After tossing all night, the little highness just closed his eyes not long ago, although the dry | heat in his body has not receded, but at this moment, he couldn't bear to make the little highness tired anymore.

The girl's porcelain white face was pressed against the man's chest, and there were dots of red and purple printed on the fragrant shoulders exposed under the black silk quilt.

A little bit of dust floated in the golden light, and An He's quiet bedroom was filled with warmth.

~

Outside the Moon Tea Garden.

A pink Beetle stopped at the door, and after a while, a short girl with short pink hair and round face and big eyes got out of the car.

She was wearing white short sleeves, army green overalls, and was carrying a fishnet bag in her hand. She looked about eighteen or nineteen years old.

"Fuling! Little Fuling?" Butler Ding led Xiaohua and ran all the way to the door, but Xiaohua broke free from the rope when she reached the door, and ran into the security room in a hurry.After seeing the girl's face clearly, he patted his chest in horror, "Oh my mother! Little Fuling, your pink hair is really trendy! You are indeed a person who is ahead of the fashion trend than Liu Shao! "

Fu Ling rolled her eyes, and threw her fishnet bag behind her shoulder with a flick of her hand, "You old man, I haven't seen you for so long, you're still so talkative."

As she spoke, she opened the trunk, and then casually threw the bag to Steward Ding, "Come on, old man Ding, help me get it."

"What old man Ding! How many times have I said it! You should call me Uncle Ding!" Butler Ding also rolled his eyes at her, bowed his head in disgust and knocked on the "dilapidated" bag in his hand, "I said, Fu Ling, did the husband not give you any money, or did you gamble away all the money? Why don’t you even have a decent bag now?”

"What do you know, an old man! I'm a trend!" Fu Ling stepped on the trunk, her entire upper body leaned into it, and she didn't know what she was doing.

Steward Ding moved closer curiously, but before he could see what was inside, he suddenly saw her carrying a small shovel on her shoulder, and then, a big pink sack full of things was thrown on the ground.

at the same time.

Fu Ling came out of the trunk, lifted her feet and closed the trunk quickly, and flung the powder sack behind her back easily with one hand.

"Okay, let's go in."

She said calmly.

Steward Ding opened his mouth in astonishment, pointed at the things in her hand, and finally said a word after a long time, "Fu Ling, did you bring the flowers and plants handed down from your family?"

"Yo, old man Ding, you have a good eye!" Fu Ling lifted her chin and grinned, "Quick, call that little piggy, let's go in and do some work."

Butler Ding, "..."

"What are you talking about! You are a little pig dog," Butler Ding walked to the security room and hugged Xiaohua in his arms, then held it in front of Fuling, and corrected her solemnly, "Look! We are wolves ! It's the little silver wolf!"

"Oh, but it looks like a dog." Fu Ling shrugged her nose at Xiao Hua, and then asked, "Are both Mr. and Mrs. Young at home?"