NovelEnglish84 The emperor’s teacher (23)_
Chu yanhuan’s eyes widened. She raised her hand to pull fuyi and hugged his waist. hey, don’t go. Explain it to me first!
The two of them fell onto the bed.
While pulling, the girl’s head accidentally hit the bed.
Jiaojiao’s soft voice sounded.
“Oh ... It hurts.”
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Chen Qingyu had just opened the door when she heard this.
Then, he raised his eyes, his thick and curly eyelashes fluttering like small fans, and looked at the person inside.
After seeing the situation inside.
The young man’s dark pupils contracted, and his delicate face turned slightly pale.
He could naturally tell that the person on the bed in the palace maid uniform was a man.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtFuyi’s neckline was pulled open, revealing a large area of his white chest. With such a disheveled appearance, and the little girl next to him ... They were entangled.
Because of the angle and Chu yanhuan’s ” pain ” ...
Shen Qingyu had misunderstood.
His face was a little pale, and his exquisite eyebrows seemed to have lost their color in an instant. His eyes trembled and swayed.
Finally, it shattered.
Shen Qingyu’s legs almost went soft, and then she couldn’t help but hold onto the door frame. Her slender fingers were clenched so tightly that they turned white.
He felt a wave of dizziness in his head. He reached out to hold his forehead and then slowly walked away.
His steps were stiff, and his back was lonely.
Chen Qingyu raised his hand and closed the door of the bedroom. He sat in the main hall outside, reached out for the remaining pot of cold pond incense on the table, and took a sip.
It’s so bitter ...
He stopped Bai Zhi, who was about to enter the bedroom. don’t go in. The princess is asleep. Don’t disturb her.
Bai Zhi’s footsteps paused, and she said “okay.” She bowed to Shen Qingyu, and then led the palace maids downstairs.
Shen Qingyu didn’t know how long he had been waiting. He just sat there like a statue.
It felt like a long time, but it also felt like just a moment.
..
In fact, fuyi was just coaxing Chu yanhuan to sleep.
“My great aunt, you should go to sleep.” Fuyi wanted to cry but had no tears. He almost wanted to buy a rope to hang himself.
The young girl sat cross-legged on the bed and said seriously, “”What sleep, this poor Daoist is a person who wants to cultivate.”
Fuyi was speechless.
PEI, I’ll believe you as a ghost!
Didn’t you just say that you’re a little fairy who fell from the sky?
After a long time, Chu yanhuan finally fell asleep. Fuyi covered her with the blanket and then went out, exhausted.
When he closed the door and saw Chen Qingyu sitting in the main hall, fuyi was shocked. He bowed to him and then left.
The young man’s cold eyes fell on fuyi’s body. It was as cold as the frost and snow.
It was as if he was looking at a dead man.
After a moment of silence, the young man raised his slender fingers and placed the wine pot on the table.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmA crisp sound that was neither too loud nor too soft was heard.
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Shen Qingyu walked into Chu yanhuan’s bedroom. Her steps were neither fast nor slow, and they were very regular.
It was as if she was knocking on people’s hearts.
When he saw the young girl sleeping on the bed, the young man lowered his eyes slightly, and his cold eyes almost overflowed with darkness.
He raised his snow-white fingertips and touched the girl’s forehead.
“Why ...” He muttered.
Yan Huan, why are you so disobedient? do you know how angry I am? ”
The young man’s tone was strangely gentle.
He held the young girl’s hand and placed it on his chest.
“I’m really in pain.”
“It hurts so much ... Did You Know?”
Chu yanhuan woke up.
The young girl frowned uncomfortably and slowly opened her eyes. Her curled eyelashes trembled, but she found that her vision was blurry and her eyes were covered with a layer of silk.
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