Uncle, this palace is not going to sleep tonight

Chapter 485

Gradually, the pain and panic were replaced by a strange feeling. She stretched out her arms to wrap around Lan Shiji's neck, and whispered softly...

In the exquisite octagonal glazed pavilion, the silk gauze is flying, and the sea of ​​desire is sinking——

When Yan Zuimo regained consciousness, someone was already in the master bedroom of Bitong Tower, with Lan Shiji's arm across his waist, and beside him was a sleeping Lan Shiji.

She looked up at the sky, and it turned out to be willow shoots on the moon, completely dark.

Oh my god, it was so late—rolling his eyes, Yan Zuimo spurned his lack of principles, not only failed to keep the bottom line, but was repeatedly succeeded by Lan Shiji, and even sobbed and begged him to let him go...

can't think, can't think...

Forcing himself to forget what just happened in Liuli Pavilion, Yan Zuimo turned his head to look at Lan Shiji who was close at hand.

The faint moonlight reflected Lan Shiji's beautiful and clear side face... How should I put it, Lan Shiji is indeed a first-class handsome man, although he is not as elegant and gentle as the emperor's uncle, nor is he like the third brother It is exquisite and peerless, and it even feels a little different from Liushang Qingling, but a person like Lan Shiji holds incomparably rich money and has unpredictable martial arts. Wu, coupled with his demeanor... It's no wonder that sisters Hang Qingyu and Hang Qingxue flock to him.

It's just that such a man is still in two completely different worlds from himself, isn't he...

Qing Yun once said that Lan Shiji controls a large amount of wealth in Jiangnan, rich and powerful, she is a talent who can only be wooed, not rejected.

Moreover, Uncle Huang also needs him to stick to the economic lifeline of Jiangnan...

Therefore, even if it is her, she can't do anything to him at will.

The slender five fingers leaned lightly on the front of Lan Shiji's neck, clawing fiercely at the void, not daring to touch his skin, for fear of waking him up.

strangle you, strangle you!
How dare you bully me!

I'll strangle you to death, you bastard!
Strangle you!
snort!
Yan Zuimo fiddled with his fingers to himself, trying to strangle Lan Shiji to death by "volleying" an inch in front of his neck.

"Mo'er, you want to murder your husband?"

As soon as the gentle words were spoken, Yan Zuimo's eyes widened, and his fingers fell into Lan Shiji's big palm before he could retract in time.

Lan Shiji held Yan Zuimo's hand, kissed every finger on his lips, opened his eyes, he hugged Yan Zuimo's slender waist, and looked sideways at her angry face, "Murdering your husband will go to jail."

Yan Zuimo knew that it was impossible for him to break free from Lan Shiji's control, so he lazily leaned in his arms, "There is no one who can sentence me to jail yet."

"You're talking big again." Lan Shiji petted the tip of her nose, and said with a smile, "The prince broke the law and committed the same crime as the people, let alone you."

(End of this chapter)