The lady is reborn? The crazy villain kisses her forcefully and won't let go!

Bai Deng flapped his wings a few times, then stuck his head out of the iron cage, looked in the direction Mu Luan was looking, and observed intently.

It seems to be saying: Who is that thing? Can I eat it? Raw or cooked? It’s better to eat it raw, because it tastes better when it’s raw!

"We agreed to come in three days. Today is the deadline. He didn't come and didn't send anyone to tell me. I was so nervous the whole day."

It's really not pleasant to have your life in someone else's hands.

Another half hour passed, and the wind started to blow at night. The breeze blew the octagonal lantern under the corridor, and the candlelight swayed gently.

Mu Luan tilted his head back, yawned, and rubbed his sore eyes.

Looking into the courtyard again, it was still silent and peaceful.

Since Jun Zhao didn't come, Mu Luan's tense nerves gradually relaxed.

I couldn't help feeling a little melancholy. Did his not coming mean that I had found other ways to detoxify?

Wouldn't that mean there would be no need for that worst-case scenario?

Mu Luan gathered her tiredness, got up and lay back on the bed.

If no one is worried, it will be useless for her to worry about it alone.

Mu Luan thought she had a hard time falling asleep, maybe she couldn't hold on for three days anymore.

My eyelids drooped unconsciously, and soon, my breathing became longer and longer, and I fell into a peaceful dream.

At midnight, the general's mansion fell into the silence of the night.

Suddenly, a black shadow passed over the high wall, easily dodged the guards, and landed steadily in the courtyard of Shaoguangyuan in a few breaths.

After a while, the door creaked open and a touch of white moonlight quietly walked in through the crack of the door.

The next moment, as the door closed, it disappeared silently.

On the bed, the lavender gauze curtain was lifted by a bony hand.

A dark shadow stood there for a long time, looking at the girl who was sleeping sweetly.

Mu Luan always liked to sleep on her side, curled up slightly, with a thin blanket resting on her sunken waist, and a peaceful look on her fair little face.

Jun Zhao raised his eyebrows, took off his shoes, got on the couch, leaned over and lay down half-supported beside her.

He stretched out his finger to pick up a strand of the girl's soft hair, and wrapped it around his fingertips to play with it.

"I told you to wait for me. You will be punished if you sleep alone."

He talked to himself, without deliberately lowering his voice, as if he wanted to wake the sleeping beauty.

His fingertips brushed across her long black hair, and fell tenderly on the corner of her lips, rubbing against them bit by bit.

The beauty didn't wake up. Jun Zhao curled his lips with interest and slowly leaned towards her round earlobe.

He said in a deep voice: "The young lady is not awake, so I can only wake her up."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mu Luan felt an itch in his ear. He tilted his head unconsciously and his eyelids moved, as if he was about to wake up.

But Jun Zhao acted as if he didn't notice. He leaned over a little bit, and his thin lips covered her soft red lips without hesitation.

In the dark eyes that were devoid of any emotion, there was now a hint of satisfaction and a hint of suppressed desire.

Mu Luan's breathing tightened, and her chest felt as if a huge rock was pressing down on it, heavy and deep.

She struggled to open her mouth slightly to breathe, but found that her breath was becoming more and more compressed.

The scent of green wood was all around her, enveloping her like a whirlpool.

Jun Zhao closed his eyes slightly, and unceremoniously plundered the sweetness and softness in her mouth, kissing and sucking deeply.

In her sleep, Mu Luan gasped helplessly like a stranded fish. She frowned and trembled as she opened her hazy eyes.

Before she could see clearly, she felt a sudden pain on the tip of her tongue. She hissed and quickly regained consciousness.

When Mu Luan found someone lying on top of him, his heart trembled. He turned his head away and pushed the person hard.

Just as she was about to call Yin Xin, a familiar hoarse voice came faintly, "Miss, do you want others to watch?"

The sweet and soft taste faded away, Jun Zhao pursed his lips as if savoring the taste, then slowly straightened up and placed his hands on her shoulders.

The deep eyebrows and eyes came into view. Mu Luan's eyes tightened. She pushed the man's chest in shame and anger and said unhappily: "Get out."

Jun Zhao's eyes were silent for a moment, then he raised the corner of his eye, tilted his head, said nothing, and obediently turned over and sat down beside her.

Mu Luan climbed up with the help of his forearms, and suddenly felt a chill on his shoulders and neck, so he lowered his eyes to look.

The belt around her waist had loosened at some point, and the thin nightgown fell limply to her elbows.

Jun Zhao lazily placed his hands on her bent legs, staring at her snow-white neck and soft light pink clothes without any hesitation.

The one I saw that day was lavender, noble and quiet.

Today is light pink, sweet and fresh.

Don't know what other colors are available?

The lady's skin is fair and delicate, and she should wear flame red, like a charming fairy.

Such a beautiful and charming curve, I wonder if I can eat it in one bite.

Mu Luan pulled up her falling clothes, bit her lip and glared at the increasingly bold man.

He complained dissatisfiedly: "Your Highness bullies people and takes advantage of their misfortunes!"

The soft fabric covered her beautiful collarbone. Jun Zhao withdrew his gaze in disappointment and moved his eyes up to her blushing cheek.

He said innocently, "I asked Miss to wait for me, but she fell asleep. I kindly woke her up, but ended up taking advantage of her."

Mu Luan looked at his serious expression, her breathing became a little short, and she said in a muffled voice: "Who wakes up in this way?"

Jun Zhao curled his lips and asked knowingly, "Which way?"

Mu Luan looked annoyed, took a deep breath, felt a slight pain in her chest, and had no intention of responding to his joking words.

He lowered his head and pinched the two ties around his waist with trembling fingers.

I don’t know if it was out of anger or fear, but the silky laces kept slipping out of my hands.

When it slipped out of my palm again, a hand reached out in front of me and grabbed the lace accurately.

His voice became a little hoarse, "Don't wear it anymore, you will have to take it off later."

Jun Zhao's fingertips touched her hand, which was a little cold.

The smile on his lips suddenly faded, and he pinched her white chin and lifted it up.

The dim warm light illuminated her pale cheeks, and even her lips, which had been rosy red from the kiss just now, were losing their blush at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Mu Luan closed her eyes tightly and covered her heart with one hand. The surging pain seemed to swallow her whole.

The piercing pain came unexpectedly, and even her breathing became cautious.

I was afraid that if I exerted too much force, I would be killed by the pain.

Jun Zhao's eyes darkened, he pulled her into his arms, quickly took out a pill from his arms and stuffed it into her trembling lips.

A strong bitterness spread in her mouth. Mu Luan frowned in disgust and instinctively wanted to spit it out, but a big hand covered her mouth.

"Swallow it, and you'll survive."

Jun Zhao stared at the tear marks that were forced out from the corners of her eyes with his dark eyes.

Mu Luan blinked very slowly and let herself lean on him with her clothes in disarray.

Jun Zhao glanced at the porcelain cup on the bedside table, picked up the water and poured it to Mu Luan's lips.

Mu Luan endured the bitterness and took a big sip of water.

Because she drank too quickly, water dripped from the corners of her lips. Jun Zhao raised his sleeve to wipe the corners of her lips.

Then he placed his fingertips on her slender wrist.