[Quick travel] It's all because the host is so charming

"There's nothing to explain," Xiao Yunchuan knew he was wrong, and his arrogance in the past dimmed a bit, and he turned his eyes away, "As you can see, it was my negligence, and I will be responsible for His Highness..."

"Responsible?" Mu Che sneered as if he heard some joke, and said in a low voice, "Do you think I dare to make you responsible to His Highness after such a thing happened?"

"You!" Xiao Yunchuan was annoyed by his aggressiveness, but couldn't think of any rebuttal for a while.

Mu Che walked to the bed with his hands behind his back, gently stroked the wound on Song Qi's right cheek with his slender fingertips, and made a decision in a light tone: "From now on, I will move from the Palace of Picking Stars to the East Palace, and personally Take care of His Highness's daily life."

"what?"

"What... what?"

Song Qi and Xiao Yunchuan spoke at the same time, their jaws dropped in shock.

Who doesn't know that the Prince Regent, Mu Che, is famously fond of cleanliness... There are no more than 30 maids and guards in the Hall of Reaching the Stars, and they are all typical of taciturnity. There were hundreds of people, and as soon as they entered the palace gate, they followed up with the noise of a theater.

"But, Ah Che...there seems to be no idle yard in the East Palace..." Song Qi reminded in a low voice.

Hearing this, Mu Che raised the corners of his lips in an unclear manner: "It's okay, then I'll live with His Highness."

Song Qi froze.

"How can this be done!" Xiao Yunchuan was the first to express objection, "Who knows if you have other plans!"

"What intentions can I have?" Mu Che's cold gaze crawled across like a poisonous scorpion, "If I had other intentions... this dynasty might have changed its surname to Mu long ago instead of Song."

Perhaps only someone like Mu Che could say such outrageous words.

Song Qi naturally didn't want him to just enter the room in such a grandiose manner, after all, it was a bit tiring for him to act stupid in front of Mu Che, and it was especially easy to reveal his secrets.

Once Mu Che moves in, it means...he will live in fear of being found out every day.

But what Mu Che decided was something that even the Heavenly King and Lao Tzu couldn't change, so how dare Song Qi challenge him and say "no".

Under that extremely oppressive gaze, Song Qi nodded emphatically: "Then...well then, just listen to Ah Che..."

Who told him to be a waste, he had to hug every golden thigh around him tightly.

Xiao Yunchuan's face was extremely ugly, but he had no position to say anything, and could only be forced to accept the fact that Mu Che was about to move in.

It's really a house leak that happens to rain all night-eventful autumn.

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Mu Che's work efficiency was very high, and he moved as soon as he said it. That night, someone moved another big bed into Song Qi's bedroom.

Song Qi looked at the "Big Mac" bed that was in front of him, and dared not speak out.

Why is the bed that a regent sleeps on is bigger and softer than that of a majestic emperor? !

It's just the world going down!

The place where Mu Che handles government affairs has also been moved from the Hanlin Academy to the study where Song Qi usually studies. As a result, Song Qi no longer dared to blatantly draw villains in the study, for fear of being caught by Mu Che accidentally.

God knows how afraid he is of the regent. In the past half a month, Song Qi has fully seen the inferiority in Mu Che's bones. Playing stupid is definitely the most effective way for him to protect himself at present.

Song Qi decided to keep a clear line with Mu Che, and keep the water in the well.

But this is obviously just wishful thinking on his part.

Mu Che was even more difficult than he imagined.

Song Qi found that Mu Che especially likes to tease herself these days. For example, when Song Qi was about to climb into bed to sleep, Mu Che would come back from work in the study and approach him with a smile. The tone said: "My bed has just been delivered, and it still smells like wood paint, so..."

Song Qi was slightly dazed looking at his watery and beautiful peach blossom eyes, swallowed her saliva, and said softly, "So what?"

"So..." Mu Che put his hands on Song Qi's side, his sharp and pointed nose almost touched the tip of Song Qi's nose, "Can your Highness be kind and let me temporarily Can I borrow your bed?"

Song Qi:? ? ?

Is this horse riding a joke?He didn't smell any so-called wood paint at all, okay? !

"Huh?" The smile on the corner of Mu Che's lips deepened, "Since His Highness is unwilling...then forget it..."

"No..." Seeing that Mu Che was about to get up and leave, Song Qi hurriedly pulled him back with a sad face, "I'm not unwilling...Since it's Ah Che's request , how could I not agree..."

"Ah...Your Highness is so kind to me," Mu Che used this force to throw the little thing with "unhappy" written all over his face on the bed, and said in a hoarse voice, "It's really easy for people to Misunderstanding..."

Song Qi looked at his handsome face so close, and felt an uncontrollable suffocation... How could there be such a good-looking person in this world?Does such beauty really exist? Woohoo!

Who can stand this!

Mu Che looked at Song Qi's blushing face, snorted softly, and calmly uncovered the problem, took out the ointment from the tray beside the bed, and lowered his eyes to ask Song Qi, "I haven't had any medicine yet today." wipe?"

Song Qi faltered and nodded, then murmured: "Accidentally forgot..."

"It's just right..." An imperceptible playfulness flashed in Mu Che's eyes, and he opened the beautifully packaged ointment box with a slight force of his bony hands, and the light herbal fragrance overflowed immediately, smoky the eyes and noses of the two of them. .

"No...you don't need to come..." Song Qi panicked and pushed Mu Che's chest, but the person above her body remained motionless, "Ache... ...You have some important work to do, go and get busy, just call the maid outside the door..."

"All the important matters have been dealt with..." Mu Che looked at him deeply, and paused every word, "What's more... what important matters are more important than Your Highness?"

Song Qi silently rolled her eyes in her heart, despairing: "..."

He knew a long time ago that if Mu Che wanted to play tricks on him, he would not be able to escape no matter what.

Mu Che stretched out his fingertips to dip a little of the cool ointment, and just as he was about to approach Song Qi's side face, the little thing on the bed turned his face nervously.

"Afraid of pain?" Mu Che raised his eyebrows and asked him.

It's not that she's afraid of pain, Song Qi just feels that this distance...is a bit too close...

Mu Che's breath with a faint jasmine fragrance sprayed on his face, making it impossible for him to concentrate.

"Just bear with it a little longer." Mu Che's cool fingertips touched his cheeks, causing a strange tactile sensation.

He could even clearly feel that Dao Muche's fingertips were slowly sliding along his wound, spreading the cool ointment evenly.

itchy...

Song Qi couldn't help squinting her eyes, she looked like a kitten curling up its paws after being tickled.

And...Mu Che took too long to take the medicine.

Mu Che lightly stroked the smooth and delicate skin on his fingertips, a little unaware of his sudden distraction. Song Qi's face was exquisite, but it didn't make him fascinated, but today he didn't know what was going on. , He couldn't move his eyes for a long time, and he even had a strong desire to bend down, to put the slightly parted lips in his mouth in surprise, to taste whether the taste was as he imagined. as sweet.

It's crazy... How could he have such a ridiculous idea.

That's Song Qi, the son of the enemy he hates the most, the one he can never forgive... He should have been indifferent to him, and imposed cruelty, cruelty, and betrayal on him, so that He was in pain, let him also experience the pain he felt when his home was ransacked.

If it was the cowardly puppet Song Qi from before, Mu Che felt that he could carry out his revenge plan to the end without any psychological pressure.But ever since Song Qi fell into the cold lake and lost her memory, she seemed to be a completely different person. This brand new Song Qi, innocent and stupid, relied on him and obeyed him wholeheartedly, and said "Ache" to him, Mu Che felt as if a small piece of his heart had collapsed in such a relationship, making him no longer cold and numb, and shaking his firm determination to let Song Qi have nothing.

This is so wrong.

He, Mu Che, was born for hatred. If it wasn't for the belief in revenge that supported him, he would never have survived to this day, nor would he have tried his best to get to the position where one person is below ten thousand.

But God wanted him to change his ways and return to the right.

How is this possible, this is impossible.

Mu Che without the blessing of hatred is not the real Mu Che at all.

"Ah! It hurts...Ache...it hurts...be gentle..."

Mu Che was distracted, and the movements of his hands unconsciously increased, Song Qi frowned delicately and began to cry out for pain.

"I'm sorry..." Mu Che hurriedly let go of his hand, and saw a red mark on Song Qi's fair and delicate skin, looking delicate and charming, with a hint of hesitation Erotic|sensual.

Mu Che's eyes darkened, and he tried his best to control himself not to go beyond the rules.

He clearly realized that he had a desire for an object that he should never be interested in. This desire was fierce, unreasonable and arrogant, and he did not listen to the dissuasion from the bottom of his heart.

"The medicine is ready...Go to sleep, Your Highness." Mu Che withdrew his hand with a worried expression, and stood up uncomfortably.

"Ache..." Seeing that he was about to go out again in a hurry, Song Qi quickly stopped him and asked, "You...where are you going?"

Mu Che turned around, his fair face was reddish, but his voice was still cold: "I'm going to take a bath...Take a shower..."