shock!Crazy batch of first assistants cry every night the delicate beauty

Chapter 89 Sick Infatuation
In the quiet hall, there was still a thin mist coming from the nearly burnt incense burner. Perhaps this place was really the same as Yun'an Hall, and the body would admit that it was wrong. Wei Yunzhu slept very deeply.

It didn't even know that a figure entered the room.

There was a subtle "呲啦" sound as the fire was flicked, and under the sizzling sparks, a tranquilizing incense candle beside the bed was lit. The surrounding area was still dark, but it was enough compared to just now.

Enough, tell him to take a good look at her.

Ruantang was pushed down by a corner, and Pei Ji sat on the edge, looking at the girl's sleeping face, even if she fell asleep, the little princess was still thrillingly beautiful.

With her tightly closed eyes and crow-feather eyelashes touching her heartstrings, Pei Ji couldn't help caressing her cheek, and gently stroked her small and delicate nose, bright red lips and delicate chin with her fingertips.

The small white face made the red and swollen eye sockets more obvious, and the tear stains remained on the face. It should be a person who secretly cried for a long time, and even frowned slightly in the dream because of being wronged.

"Zhuzhu..." Pei Ji called softly.

"Wei Yunzhu." He called again, this time with a slightly higher pitch.

"Hmm." The distant voice from the sky, as well as the seemingly invisible scorching breath on the neck, was a little itchy, and the girl let out a muffled snort of discomfort.

The voice is soft and sticky, like a melted sugar.

The man's sexy Adam's apple rolled up and down, and his heart tightened.

Feeling that small hand in the palm of her hand, she seemed to be startled, the girl suddenly raised her hand, and it fell to his arm lightly.

There was a wound, and the broken skin was accidentally touched by a foreign object, causing bursts of stinging pain, but the man didn't even frown, and even held the girl's hand and rubbed it more vigorously.

"Zhuzhu, how long has it been since I saw you like this?"

The soft brocade quilt was lifted, and the girl was wearing a pure white inner garment. The limp bed she was lying on was slightly sunken, outlining a beautiful arc, and Pei Ji's slender fingers moved down.

White, as white as snow.

Her pearls are so white, the finest white porcelain in the official kiln, with a transparent and thin powder glaze.

"Zhuzhu, Zhuzhu..." The man lowered his head, whispering in her ear, and touched every part with his hands along the smooth and smooth lines.

His voice was low and hoarse, dry as if being set on fire, a scorching firewood, burning at a little bit.

"Zhuzhu, Zhuzhu, I miss you so much."

I can't live anymore thinking about it.

The tip of the nose followed the girl's skin, cruising wildly, sniffing pervertedly and indulgently.

Familiar and charming, exactly the same as the one in his dream last night.His breath became heavier and rougher, his veins bulged, and he used the greatest willpower in his life to restrain the urge to kiss her, for fear that he couldn't help it and leave marks on that delicate tofu-like skin.

Sometimes, he also occasionally feels that he acts like a pervert, this kind of morbid obsession, dark and paranoid, he can't control himself.

The more clean and pure she was, the more he wanted to leave thick and colorful marks on the pure white rice paper, step by step, to make a painting that only belonged to him.

In short, when he meets her, he will always lose control, in everything.

The sleeping girl was disturbed, and her two little hands subconsciously waved in the air.

"Don't make trouble." Confused, she raised her head following the scorching heat, trying to avoid the spray of her breath, her moist lips parted unconsciously, inviting people to pick her.

Pei Ji stretched out his hand to clasp the girl's slender and tender wrist bones, and the satin-like milky touch fell into the hot palm.

The girl didn't struggle.

The princess is really obedient only when she is asleep.

He wrapped his hands around her wrists, tightening them slowly uncontrollably, rubbing his fingertips delicately, refusing to miss every single inch.

After all, he caught the Goddess of Light who fell into the world.

Another low call.

Until she went down, down, and down, beyond the limit, a sudden feeling exploded in Wei Yunzhu's mind. She trembled and stood up abruptly, but because she just woke up, she fell back softly on the pillow.

Thoroughly awake, his eyes just met the figure beside the bed.

"Ah—" subconsciously exclaimed.

Then, a hot palm with slender fingers tightly covered her mouth.

In this way, the familiar breath rushed into her senses, and she knew who it was almost immediately. Under the dim and flickering candlelight, the man's face flickered, and the corner of his mouth curled into a smile.

"Pei Ji?"

"What time is it? The curfew has long been in effect. How did you manage to enter this Qiling Temple?" The girl was a little surprised.

"The imperial palace can still come and go freely, let alone a small Qiling Temple."

He is quite proud of it!
Wei Yunzhu gathered up her inner garment, got up and sat on the bed against the wall, but found that she was facing Pei Ji with bare feet, she was a little embarrassed, and quickly retracted into the brocade quilt.

Pei Ji smiled softly.

"The princess shouldn't be afraid of being seen by me...isn't he?" He said his words deliberately, which was extremely bad, and he meant something.

"See no evil." The girl glared at him and replied shortly.

The smile on Pei Ji's mouth grew stronger, and he stretched out his hand to hold the girl's slender ankle through the brocade quilt, exerting a little force.

Unexpectedly, she exclaimed, and was held tightly by the man in his arms.

"Let me go!" The girl was a little annoyed.

Pei Ji insisted on going his own way, grabbed her wrist, and guided her to touch her injured arm, deliberately pretending to be in pain.

"For the sake of the princess, the minister was seriously injured. If the princess doesn't look at it, the minister will suffer a lot."

Speaking of this, Wei Yunzhu suddenly thought of what Li Yi said, but the life in front of him was alive and well, and he didn't look like a seriously injured person, but he said that he was half dead. As expected, dogs follow their owners!
Nonsense!

"Look at the princess."

Here, the half-dead man in the rumors has already held her hand with great interest, from the waist, all the way up, touching the thin belt of the robe.

Wei Yunzhu was ashamed and annoyed, her cheeks were already blushing, but she didn't dare to make a big noise. If someone from the temple found out, she would be the only one who would be ashamed.

She is not as thick-skinned as that vicious python!
But at this moment, he really put his thick skin to the extreme, controlling the girl's catkin with one hand, sticking it to his robe, pulling, pulling out, and opening the thin belt on the front.

The ribbon quietly fell to the ground, Wei Yunzhu's face was already blushing uncomfortably, this... how does this seem to be unwrapping some kind of obscure gift.

The moment the cloth slipped, Wei Yunzhu turned his face away in panic, the temperature in his ears seemed to be burning.

"I heard from Li Yi that you suffered several stab wounds in your back and your arms were severely injured. I thought you would have to stay on the couch for at least a year or so. I didn't expect that you could not only stand up, but also live like a tiger."

It was originally a questioning tone, but because the girl was very shy and her voice was buzzing, it made her words sound delicate.

This pleased Pei Ji.

This kid Li Yi knows the rules, and he deserves a reward, a lot of rewards!

(End of this chapter)