Dominate the female queen with space: The husband is so stunning

And after he was busy for a while, sweat started to form on his nose. Zhong Ran wanted to reach out and wipe it away but held back. He took a sip of tea and said, "Well, Jasmine, it tastes good."

"As long as you like it."

Lan Nanxing also took a sip.

The sun is warm, the wind is a little hot, and the curtains are blowing loudly.

The room was unusually quiet.

Lan Nanxing gently took off his shirt, and Zhong Ran noticed that he had taken off his shoes and socks at some point. He subconsciously looked at his left foot and saw that the red string was no longer there.

The lovely crystal toes curled up shyly, Lan Nanxing asked uneasily, "I never like to wear shoes and socks at home, because I have to soak my feet with medicine every half an hour, and it is inconvenient to take them off. If you mind, Ranran, so I……"

"I don't mind, your feet... are beautiful."

"Really..." Lan Nanxing lowered his head and blushed, and Zhong Ran couldn't take his eyes away from him.

Under the thin coat is his thin body, overly delicate face, white neck, delicate collarbone, and every inch of skin is shining, like the most perfect work of art.

He sat there quietly, so sacred and beautiful that no one dared to violate him.

Suddenly a woman came in, dressed as a palace guard.

Lan Nanxing's expression immediately became flustered and he quickly stood up.

The guard looked at him contemptuously and said in a commanding tone, "Lan Nanxing, the Second Princess invites you to the palace for tea."

Zhong Ran frowned.

Just drink tea? The guard's expression clearly showed that he was not inviting someone to tea.

Lan Nanxing glanced at Zhong Ran and said, "There are guests at home, let's go another day."

"You dare to disobey the second princess's order, Lan Nanxing. To tell you the truth, the second princess has fallen in love with you and asked you to serve in the palace. You refused again and again. Don't toast and eat as a penalty. If you anger the second princess, You Lan family are just waiting for bad luck."

Zhong Ran asked coldly, "The second princess asked him to enter the palace to serve?"

The female guard stared at Zhong Ran, "Who are you? How can you speak here?" She pointed at Lan Nanxing and cursed as if she remembered something.

"You bitch, you actually had an affair with someone a long time ago, and you still pretend to be noble, bah! Shameless, but the second princess has said, it doesn't matter if you are not clean, she won't marry into the palace anyway... …ah!"

Before he could finish his words, Zhong Ran was kicked away, and the room fell silent for an instant.

Lan Nanxing looked at the guard hanging on a tree branch about ten meters away and asked worriedly, "Is she dead? She is the guard of the Second Princess..."

Zhong Ran didn't reply, but asked, "Does Murong Bing often come to harass you?" His eyes were filled with distress.

Lan Nanxing lowered his head, as if he didn't know how to answer. After a long time, he said, "Can you get me some hot water? I need to soak my feet in medicine."

This is an escape and a default.

"Okay." Zhong Ran understood and didn't ask any more questions.

A strong medicinal smell filled the air.

Lan Nanxing's weak voice said, "Ranran...my feet...I can wash them myself..."

Zhong Ran poured hot water for him and immediately started washing the person's feet without asking whether the owner of the feet wanted to do it.

The little feet can be held in one hand, and the skin feels as soft and smooth as imagined, making people wonder if they will hurt it if they touch it with their fingers.

Zhong Ran didn't speak, squatting on the ground to wash his feet, her hands skillfully pressing several acupuncture points on the soles of his feet. Lan Nanxing also saw that she was massaging him, and blushed without saying anything.

A clean towel was soaked in the water on his feet. Zhong Ran took off the red string from his wrist and put it on his left foot.

"It looks good on you, so keep it."

By some strange coincidence, Zhong Ran lowered his head and kissed the instep of his foot.

Time seemed to stand still.

Lan Nanxing couldn't hear anything anymore and could only feel the two warm and soft lips on the instep.

From the instep to the ankle and then the calf, go up little by little, kissing him carefully until you kiss his lips...

Lan Nanxing's heartbeat was beating like a drum, her whole body was already soft and turned into a puddle of mud, and the collar of her clothes was torn. She didn't even know when she tore it.

Sui Huan said that she always tears her bellyband, and it turns out it is true...

Zhong Ran felt that he must have been possessed by an evil spirit, so he gnawed the person completely, from his toes to his hair.

Just when she was about to make a big mistake, she finally regained her consciousness and stopped.

Lan Nanxing's cheeks were red, his eyes were filled with tears, and his lips were swollen from her bite. He looked like he had been greatly wronged, and he didn't even make a sound.

"I...I...I'm sorry, I lost control." Zhong Ran wanted to run away. She didn't know how to face the innocent Xing'er. He regarded her as a friend, but she wanted to have sex with him. It was really...

In the end, Zhong Ran ran away.

Lan Nanxing stayed on the couch blankly for a long time before touching his lips and smiling.

He didn't take a shower that night for fear of washing away the scent Zhong Ran left on him. Her lips went from gentle to passionate.

He was afraid that he couldn't bear it anymore, he wanted to push her away but was reluctant to let her go. The moment she let go, he felt extremely disappointed.

Don’t you like him enough? Why don’t you want him? You don’t like him enough.

He was worried about gains and losses and didn't even know that one of his socks was missing.

He was already lying down when Xing Niang called him and said that the head of the Lan family asked him to go back and he had something to ask. Lan Nanxing hurriedly dressed up and returned to Lan's house.

For the first time, Lan Muyan looked at her most beloved son with stern eyes and said nothing.

Lan Nanxing knelt on the ground, "Mother, I'm sorry, I lent the gold without your consent."

Lan Muyan helped him up and said softly, "You have an idea, and I believe you have your own reasons for doing this.

But Xing'er, do you know that Zhong Ran? Do you know who is the backer behind her?

If we stand in the wrong team, hundreds of members of our Lan family will die without a burial place. "

The princesses use all kinds of tricks to fight for the throne. The Lan family can survive until now by not relying on any force.

As soon as the gold is lent out, this principle is broken.

From now on, the fate of the Lan family will be in the hands of others.

"Mother, I have thought about it. I believe in her. Our Lan family will be safe with her."

"Whose side is Zhong Ran on?"

Zhong Ran came to the Imperial City for a few months and caused quite a stir. In the end, it was resolved, but it was completely unclear which force she was working for.

Outsiders said that she belonged to the third emperor's daughter, but she was also close to Du Heng, the master of the martial arts gym, and even sent her sister to practice martial arts. Du Heng was the daughter of the eldest emperor.

It’s really hard to understand.

Lan Nanxing didn't know how to answer, because he didn't know either. He never asked anything that Zhong Ran didn't take the initiative to ask.

Qingyun walked over and Lan Nanxing called daddy.

He is a very gentle and dignified man. Although he is almost forty, he is still handsome. Lan Nanxing looks very similar to him.

It's just that there is a mature look between his brows and eyes, while Lan Nanxing's brows and eyes are clean and pure, as if no matter what he has experienced and what age he has reached, he still gives people a pure and pure feeling.

Such a clean and fragile person is responsible for all the business in the family.

"Xing'er, tell daddy if you like that Zhong Ran." Qingyun asked her son gently.

Lan Nanxing lowered his head and blushed.

Qingyun looked at his wife with a smile, wondering if there was anything else he didn't understand.

Lan Muchan's expression was not good, and his voice was filled with anger, "You are not allowed to interact with her anymore."