The prince spared his life! The lady has been reborn to save you

Chapter 122 Kiss me

Chu Yizhao's skin was whiter than snow, and when he blushed shyly, he looked like a peeled lychee. Wei Xingli never thought that this lychee could swell up his eyes...

The nimble raccoon landed on the tiles, and a few heavy afterimages passed by. The raccoon was frightened, and its hair stood up, and it breathed out to meet the enemy.

Oh, it’s still a fierce cat.

Taking out the oil paper bag from his arms, Lu Lin picked up a piece of jade belt cake reluctantly and threw it away. The raccoon cat meowed and jumped on tiptoe towards the fragrant cake.

In the dark night, a high-pitched meow was heard, as if showing off to someone.

Lu Lin laughed silently.

The prince is coaxing his wife, you can't disturb them.

Being held by Wei Xingli, Chu Yizhao's grievances burst like a silver bottle, her chest trembled, and she cried so hard that she almost passed out. She sobbed and grabbed the man's collar, "You believe me, don't you..."

Wei Xingli looked at her, humming like a cat, nestling in his arms obediently and fragilely, like a lost cat. His heart felt like it was pierced by a knife, sore and numb.

His slender knuckles brushed the girl's tender cheeks. Wei Xingli lowered his head and spoke softly and devoutly, "You are my wife-to-be. It is my responsibility to trust and protect you."

"No need to test me, Amin. I'm willing to do anything for you."

The floating clouds are moving, the moonlight is like a silver thread, and the clear silver mist shines on the cold window.

The crying in the room paused. Chu Yizhao looked up at him blankly. The tears in her eyes were about to fall, and fell in the corners of her eyes. She felt pitiful and helpless. She stood up and muttered, "You say that, it makes me look like a petty person..."

Wei Xingli raised his lips and pinched her cheek in a nasty way, "You still know how to be a villain. You cried like this and scared me to death."

"Hmm..." He pinched hard, and Chu Yizhao felt some pain, "But the sadness is not fake, Xingyu, I am really sad..."

The letter made her think of bad things.

Her clear and bright eyes were stained with rouge, and were full of water as she looked at him coquettishly and angrily.

Wei Xingli couldn't bear it any longer and pressed the person to his chest. It seemed that she was almost taking his soul away. He would have no chance of living for the rest of his years.

"Okay!" he gritted his teeth, "What do you want me to do?"

"kill."

Chu Yizhao's voice rang out from his arms, as deep as a drum, "I want you to kill someone."

"name."

Chu Yizhao raised his head, his soft hair brushing Wei Xingli's chin, "Chu Yunyi, the second son of the Quyang Marquis's Mansion."

The cold wind dragged the candlelight, and in the cold and dim room, Wei Xingli's eyes moved slightly.

The dark pupils fell into the calm eyes of the woman.

"Do you know who you're talking about?"

"know."

The silent chill hangs in the air.

Thousands of words merged into a sigh after silence, deep and heavy, "No regrets?"

Chu Yizhao was slightly startled, "Why don't you ask..."

reason.

Wei Xingli took a sip and said, "Then let me ask?"

Chu Yizhao shook his head violently.

"Humph." Wei Xingli pinched the soft flesh of Chu Yizhao's cheek, "You bad boy, you hid everything from me and still want me to do things for you."

"When you cross a river and destroy the bridge, the fox will be eaten alive."

After cursing, he opened his mouth and asked again in a serious tone, "When a person dies, it's like a light goes out. I really don't regret it..."

"I will never regret it."

A hint of hatred flashed in Chu Yizhao's eyes. Chu Yunyi owed her a life, but he dared to write a letter to disgust her.

I hope you take care.

It's ridiculous.

As long as Chu Yizhao doesn't regret it, Wei Xingli will have nothing to worry about.

In the dim and ambiguous candlelight, with the beauty in his arms and her smooth skin, he was somewhat moved. His narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and his fingers gently stroked the beauty's face, "Chu A Ming, the son of a first-rank official, I am afraid I will not be able to do it."

Chu Yizhao frowned suddenly, "You can't do it?"

"It can be done."

“But I need a boost.”

"What's the matter?"

Wei Xingli smiled, his eyes sparkling, "Come closer."

Chu Yizhao thought he had something to tell him, so he leaned close to him and felt the warm touch of his breath on his cheek.

"What are you doing!" Chu Yizhao covered his face, and his eyes, which had just cried, suddenly became misty.

fraud!

"You obviously don't like it, why do you still do this?"

Chu Yizhao raised her hand and hit him hard. Wei Xingli felt the pain and quickly grabbed her hand, "A cruel woman."

He frowned in pain, with a helpless smile between his brows, "When did I say I didn't like it? I like it too much. I think about it every day."

Wei Xingli couldn't control himself from hearing the soft and warm fragrance of his daughter. His clear and clean voice was tinged with lust. "Ah Ming, Ah Ming, I was wrong that day. Please kiss me, please, kiss me again..."

Chu Yizhao felt that something was wrong with him. His hands, which were usually as cold as jade, were now scalding hot. The strange and dark light in his eyes made her scalp numb.

Like a beast in heat.

"Bah, old beast, let me go, I don't want to kiss you."

Wei Xingli clamped her waist. Her body was soft and slender, and she struggled and twisted in his palm. Hearing his words, the accumulated heat found an outlet. The corners of his mouth curled up, "You said it."

"I said... well"

The lights were lingering, outlining deep and shallow traces on the two intertwined figures. The sound of water was everywhere, and the intoxicating scent of sandalwood was floating in the hot wind.

The enchanting candle wick, exploring the golden branch, carrying the clouds and crossing the rain, with the black hair entangled, moving weakly and lazily.

Their lips and teeth parted, their silver threads entangled, Chu Yizhao's bones went soft, and he leaned in the man's arms, trembling uncontrollably.

Wei Xingli licked her lips which were becoming increasingly red. Her pupils were as dark as ink, and her facial features were gorgeous and sad. She was like a demon suppressed in the ninth level of the underworld. Her slight smile was enough to captivate people.

The beautiful and strong touch made him a little crazy. Love actually had such a wonderful taste.

"Amin, I like it so much."

Meng Lang's bold and unbridled words made Chu Yizhao blush uncontrollably.

His heart felt like it was burning with fire. He pressed against her uncomfortably, his voice hoarse, "Ah Ming, Jiao Bao, let's do it again, please... Ah Ming... kiss me... kiss me."

"Shut up."

Chu Yizhao glared at him, stretched out his arms and bit the rebellious lips hard.

In the deep midnight, the red plum blossoms defy frost and cannot wait for the snow, they still bloom on the branches, clustered together, beautiful as jade.

Outside the courtyard, the little girl pecked at the rice bit by bit, and Lu Lin found it funny, "Miss Qiaoyu."

"Hmm?" Qiaoyu woke up from her sleep and leaned against the wall, and was about to walk to the inner courtyard, "The prince is gone? Then I will go back to keep watch."

Lu Lin held her back and said, "No, I'm not leaving."

The mandarin ducks are embracing each other, unable to part.

"The prince is not leaving?!" Qiaoyu was horrified.

Lu Lin said, "Don't worry, the prince knows his limits. Lu Feng has cleaned up the east wing."

"That's good..." Qiaoyu patted her chest.

Lu Lin laughed, "The prince is staying overnight, it's not appropriate for you to be on night duty, go back and rest, I'm here."

Qiaoyu smiled and refused, "Thank you for your kindness, Brother Lu. I'd better stay. In case the young lady calls for help, I can get a response."

Seeing this, Lu Lin did not force it. He took out the oil paper bag and said, "Do you want to eat it?"

The white dessert was filled with glutinous rice and snow. Qiaoyu nodded vigorously and said, "Eat it. Thank you, Brother Lu."

"You're welcome. You said you would give me something last time. Do you remember?" Lu Lin leaned against the wall with one leg slightly bent.

He has a steady and slim figure, and this action does not make him look frivolous, but rather has a unique kind of elegance.

Qiaoyu looked at him twice more and said, "Remember, do you like drinking? I'll buy you two pots."

"He who bears the sword shall not drink wine."

"So... do you like reading?"

"There are more than a thousand books in the room."

"What to eat..."

Lu Lin glanced at the cake in her hand and said, "Repaying food with food is not sincere."

Qiaoyu felt that today's cakes were too dry and choking, "I still have some monthly allowance..."

Lu Lin smiled, "He has quite a lot of furniture, including three houses in the west of the city."

"Uh..." Qiaoyu was jealous, "This doesn't work, that doesn't work either, so what do you want?"

Lu Lin pretended to think about it.

The courtyard was silent, with the moonlight casting shadows on the plum branches and the swaying, mottled branches reflected on the bluish-white wall with hanging flowers.

"Please make a sword tassel for me," Lu Lin said.

"Well..." Qiaoyu hesitated, but she really had nothing to return. The cake in her hand suddenly lost its sweetness. "Okay, but don't tell anyone that I made it."

Lu Lin knew that she valued integrity, "Okay, I said I picked it up."

"Then you won't be able to pick up something as beautiful as this." Qiaoyu raised her head.

"Wait and see."

The sky was bright and Wei Xingli, who had been excited all night, was about to fall into a deep sleep.

Chu Yizhao touched his swollen and peeling lips, feeling hopeless. "I have to go to the palace today. How can I go like this?"

Damn Wei Xingli, he keeps kissing me endlessly.

Huaichun held back his smile as he dressed her up.

Chang Nian came to report, "Miss, someone from the Prince of Yue's Palace is visiting."

"Yue Wangfu." Chu Yizhao "Are you here to look for their prince?"

"Throw them the bed and the people."

"The person who came said he was here to visit you."

"Me?" Chu Yizhao was surprised when he heard that.