Chapter 37 The king is itchy 4
Biting her lip, Ye Qizhu hugged her tightly, her head was already exploded.

Does he want the overlord to force his bow?
It's over, Bei Jue likes men, but she is just a fake man disguised as a man.

If she was exposed, Bei Jue would be furious and cut off her head directly. At that time, she might as well have been the son-in-law of Uncle Guo. She also cut off her head, because she was not a man and could not satisfy Bei Jue's desire for beast (harmony) and died. She would not die with peace , too useless, isn't it?

Seeing Ye Qizhu's increasingly ugly face, Bei Jue said indifferently, "What are you still doing?"

Ye Qizhu immediately straightened his back, and said with arrogance: "Although I am a common man, I am also a dignified common man. If you force me to do that... that kind of thing again, I would rather die than surrender!"

Bei Jue looked at her arrogant face calmly, then picked up the towel floating on the water, his tone was still indifferent: "What kind of thing is that?"

Ye Qizhu gritted her teeth: "That's...that's the kind."

Before Ye Qizhu could finish speaking, Bei Jue threw the towel in his hand to her, then turned around and said, "My king's back is itchy, so I don't need to use my hands if I have you. What are you talking about?"

Dazed for a moment, Ye Qizhu stared blankly at Bei Jue's back for a long time before he came back to his senses, did he keep talking about itching, was he talking about his back?

Immediately, Ye Qizhu's face turned red and then turned pale. If the towel in her hand was a whip, she would definitely whip him [-] times!

One with an itchy back, talking so ambiguous|ambiguous why!
"Master." Hua Qi stood outside the half-open door, "Liu Zhengshi asks to see you."

Bei Jue turned around and stepped on the footstool in the corner, and walked out slowly.

Ye Qizhu looked at the body that was gradually emerging from the water, and her heart skipped a beat. She quickly covered her eyes, biting her lips so that she didn't dare to look again.

Hua Qi changed Bei Jue's clothes swiftly, skillfully and briskly, but her eyes couldn't help but look behind the screen, and there was a faint head in the tub.

"Go back to Shangqing Pavilion."

Hua Qi looked at Bei Jue: "Slave to pass Liu Zhengshi to Shangqing Pavilion?"

Bei Jue's eyes darkened: "Talk too much."

It was only then that Hua Qi realized that the words were not intended for him, so he quickly lowered his head and patted his mouth: "Yes, yes, the slave talks too much, and the slave knows his mistakes."

Ye Qizhu, who was covering her face, put down her hands until she heard voices and footsteps away from the bathroom, and the hot and humid mist seemed to cool down because of Bei Jue's departure.

Climbing out of the bathtub in a hurry, Ye Qizhu looked at the water all over her body, let out a long and depressed sigh, and walked out of the screen with her heavy trouser legs.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she walked out of the door, a gust of cool wind blew, and her teeth were so cold that they chattered.

Rubbing his shoulders, Ye Qizhu exhaled, and hurriedly walked towards the corridor leading to Shangqing Pavilion.

On the other side of the corridor, Xu Ruyi was happily walking towards Shangqing Pavilion with a plate of pastries. Just as she was proud of herself, she suddenly caught a glimpse of a slender figure walking quickly in the corridor from the corner of her eye.

It was Ye Qizhu.

The wet clothes cling to her skin, even though her chest is tied, the woman's tenderness can still be seen faintly.

Xu Ruyi couldn't help being stunned for a moment, but before she could see clearly, Ye Qizhu had already entered the room and disappeared.

Seeing that Xu Ruyi didn't leave, Yue Rong asked strangely, "Miss, what's the matter?"

Xu Ruyi bit her lip, threw the plate in her hand to Yuerong, turned around angrily and left: "Go back to Ruyi Garden."

(End of this chapter)

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