After wearing a book, the sickly tyrant only acts like a spoiled child in my arms

Chapter 40 Your Majesty, Take Me Back and Just Treat Me as an SSR
The night wind came, blowing away the unexplained depression in Yan Yunxiao's chest with a trace of coolness.

His soft blue hair hangs behind him, only half tied up lightly with a black headband embroidered with gold silk, occasionally a few strands of blue hair are silently swayed by the wind.

The casually worn outer robe was blown by the wind, and under the silver moon, his brows were as cold as the untouchable immortals above the nine heavens, and there was a soul-stirring light in his gloomy eyes.

Tonight the palace road is relatively cold, because those who will accompany to Tailing Temple tomorrow have to prepare to get up early tomorrow, and those who don’t go have to prepare to get up early to see His Majesty off, so the lights are turned off early, and there is no one to see at this time Palace people.

Candles were still burning on the candlesticks on both sides of the Longhua Hall, but most of them were extinguished by the wind. The palace people here had already retreated, and the dim candlelight lightened the hall. Only Su Jiuer's small body was kneeling there. Standing, motionless.

Like a little bastard.

Su Jiu'er rested her head on the back of her hands, feeling very sleepy.The candlelight was dim, like her blinking eyelids.

Thinking that the time to go to bed will pass faster, maybe it will be midnight when I wake up.

But the gusts of night wind woke her up from the cold again. The half-asleep state was the most exhausting, and her stomach was empty, so she couldn't help but let out an "ah".

Yan Yunxiao was standing outside the door, seeing her like this, couldn't help feeling a strange emotion in his heart, which flowed to his chest, and he felt a little choked up.

He stepped in and seemed to wake up Su Jiu'er.

Su Jiu'er maintained her bowed posture and looked back at him. Is Yan Yunxiao still coming to personally supervise her kneeling down?Then he knelt down straight again, still without saying a word.

Yan Yunxiao watched her move, and the curve of her pursed thin lips became more like a straight line.

"You are very skilled at kneeling."

It was Yan Yunxiao who broke the peaceful atmosphere with his voice, cold and magnetic, with a bit of laziness.

Su Jiu'er struggled to open her eyes, and said vaguely, "It's thanks to His Majesty."

Ah ~
I yawned again.

Yan Yunxiao was silent.

There is nothing he can do.

Could it be that this girl was really made to kneel down here?

If he really wanted to do this, he wouldn't have come here.

He said coldly, "Get up."

Su Jiu'er raised her eyebrows, somewhat surprised.

She looked at Yan Yunxiao's handsome, almost gorgeous face, and asked in a low voice, "Concubine, don't you need to kneel?"

Yan Yunxiao looked at her condescendingly like that, seeing that her face was clear and graceful, and seeing her unbelievable expression with a bit of unexpected joy.

He stopped talking, but stretched out his big palm towards Su Jiu'er, and brought it in front of her.

Su Jiu'er looked at his hand, the joints were distinct and slender, the lines on the palm were clean and clear, and there was a thin layer of calluses on the pulp of the fingers and the palm.

She shifted her gaze to Yan Yunxiao's face, staring straight at his pair of beautiful phoenix eyes, her eyes were full of surprise.

But after staring into his eyes for a long time, Su Jiuer knew that he was not ill, and that this was the tyrant Yan Yunxiao.

Because Xiaoxiao's eyes will not be so firm and bold, when he looks at Xiaoxiao for a long time, he will start to shrink and avoid.

Her gaze was unscrupulously exploring the bottom of his pupils, as if she wanted to see another person from his eyes.Yan Yunxiao narrowed his eyes and asked gloomyly, "Concubine Su, how long do you want to see me?"

She seemed to like looking at him like this, to explore his eyes.

I still remember the first time we met in the hall, and she was the same.

Su Jiu'er smiled brightly, her peach blossom eyes were like crescent moons, soft and charming, and her eyebrows were full of spring.

It is a good thing that Yan Yunxiao can still have such a good temper.

If he can maintain this state, I believe his condition will get better soon.

Su Jiu'er put her little hand into hers and boasted, "Your Majesty is so kind."

Yan Yunxiao held her hand, and his eyelashes trembled slightly.

He is good?

How is he?
Isn't this kneeling his punishment?
Tricked him?
But his tightly pursed thin lips quietly evoked a slight upward arc.

Xiao Nizi has a way of pretending to be obedient and coaxing others.

Just as she was thinking about it, Su Jiu'er put his hand around to get up, only to feel that her legs were no longer hers, and she was numb and unconscious.

At the moment, her feet were still not steady, she was like an unbalanced wooden stake and fell straight towards Yan Yunxiao.

Yan Yunxiao leaned over and stretched out his hand to touch Su Jiu'er's armpit, and put a hand around his back, so that Su Jiuer didn't fall to the ground.

Su Jiu'er's forehead hit Yan Yunxiao's healthy chest sullenly, and fell into his arms.

The body temperature of a man is higher than that of a woman, not to mention that Su Jiu'er has been kneeling here for a long time, her body is already icy cold.

She seemed a little greedy for the temperature, rubbed Yan Yunxiao's chest twice, and smiled embarrassedly, "Your Majesty, my concubine's legs are numb."

The girl exhaled like blue, and the faint breath between the words sprinkled on Yan Yunxiao's chest. She only felt a sour and itchy throbbing flowing in her chest, and it seemed to arouse a hot blood under the skin, rushing through her throat .

His sexy Adam's apple rolled up and down, and his tone was muffled.

"Troublesome woman."

There was a slight hoarseness in the deep voice, which made Su Jiu'er's heart beat twice for no reason.

There is silence all around, and the silver moon is pouring.

She later realized that the atmosphere of the two people's situation at this moment was so charming, and they were both in a sober state, so a sense of shyness when they were emotionally provocative inevitably surfaced in her heart.

Su Jiu'er leaned in his arms, feeling embarrassed for a while, and also felt that her innocence was funny.

Immediately, he couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Who doesn't like to hang out with handsome men?

Although she has been single in her previous life, this does not prevent her from liking paper figures.I still remember that she was still playing the game of falling in love with four paper men on her mobile phone. Otherwise, how could she adapt the novel because she didn't like the hero of the best friend novel.

"What are you laughing at?"

Yan Yunxiao straightened her up, put his hands on her back and saw her shaking with laughter.

Su Jiu'er suppressed a smile and said, "The concubine didn't laugh, the concubine's legs are too sore to stand up."

Yan Yunxiao glanced at her legs that couldn't stand upright, and then listened to her continue.

"Your Majesty, please carry me back, it's too cold here."

Su Jiu'er thought to herself, it's the day when the SSR card will be drawn, so accept it quickly.

For a while, Yan Yunxiao didn't reply.

Just when Su Jiuer thought he was going to open his mouth to mock her, she suddenly felt her body vacated. Su Jiuer was picked up by a strong force, and in the next moment she was embraced by Yan Yunxiao, and her hands were already lifted. wrapped around his neck.

He walked away steadily, and his broad chest was very warm. When the night wind came, Su Jiuer subconsciously shrank into his arms.

This is not the first time Yan Yunxiao has hugged her.

But I don't know if it's an illusion, but his movements today are much gentler, to the point of abnormal gentleness.

Su Jiu'er lay in his arms and stared at his flirtatious side face for a long time, then turned to look into his eyes.

After watching for a while, a strand of hair was blown onto Su Jiu'er's hand, and she subconsciously moved the strand of hair with her index finger, wrapping it around her hand.

As she walked around, she let out a soft cry.

"Xiaoxiao?"

(End of this chapter)