Daughter's favorite concubine: Don't come here, the black-bellied prince

Chapter 295 Sleeping
Xinmeng was still a little hesitant, but Xiao Lang couldn't help but sit on the low couch.

His movements were extremely gentle, as if he was afraid of hurting her, he patiently pinched strands of blue hair and dried them carefully.After drying completely, comb gently with an ivory comb.

Her head was full of blue hair pouring down her back, reaching her waist, like a piece of fine silk, black and smooth, and at the same time exuding a faint fragrance.

He sighed, and couldn't help but use his long fingers to pick up a small strand of hair, and tightly wound it around his fingertips bit by bit.

When rubbing her hair, Xinmeng didn't feel any discomfort.

But her hair had been dried, and the person behind her was still sitting still, and she couldn't see his little movements, so she felt a little embarrassed.

She turned around uncomfortably and asked, "Are you all right?"

When she moved, the hair entangled by her long fingers had no time to untie, and her scalp was pulled painfully.

"oops!"

"I'm sorry, I hurt you." Xiao Lang apologized, while loosening the hair wrapped between his fingers, he picked up Xinmeng without any explanation, and walked out of the bathroom quickly.

It took the whole second half of the night to unravel the acupoints, and at this time the sky in the east was already pale.The autumn morning breeze carried a hint of coolness, and gently brushed the slightly hot faces of the two of them.

Xinmeng closed her eyes tightly, because in this way she could not see Xiao Lang.Her watery eyes are clear and agile, which is the most attractive part of her whole face.After closing his eyes, he felt a little more peaceful.

However, the fluttering eyelashes have already leaked her secret.

Seeing this, Xiao Lang knew in his heart that she began to regard herself as an ostrich again.But he likes the way she is quietly nestled in his arms at the moment, it feels very good to be needed by her, and to be relied on by her.

He quickened his pace, wanting to return to Langxinju as soon as possible.She is his, and he wants to hide her to appreciate her alone, so as not to let the servants who get up early have a chance to glimpse her beauty.

When her back touched the soft mattress, Xinmeng sat up in shock, "Eighth Prince, it's time for my daughter to go back."

She turned her face away, deliberately avoiding Xiao Lang's gentle gaze, she was afraid that she would not be able to defend the last line of defense.

If you don't want to fall into his tenderness, the best way is to leave immediately and go back to the General's Mansion.

Xiao Lang's eyes dimmed.When there were no outsiders, every time she called him the eighth prince and claimed to be a courtier, she was either angry or trying to put distance between the two of them.It's clearly the latter at this point.

After staring at her for a moment, he turned over and lay aside.

Thinking that he agreed to let her go home, Xinmeng breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to leave when a strong arm wrapped around her slender waist and pulled her back.

Xin Meng fell back on the bed, taking it for granted that he had repented, subconsciously touched the dagger under his clothes, hesitated for a moment, and then withdrew his hand.

Xiao Lang is different from Xiao Yi, she is not willing to hurt him.

Not seeing Xiao Lang's next move for a long time, she slowly turned to look at him.

Unexpectedly, he was lying on his side facing her, with his lips pursed slightly, his breathing was shallow, his peach blossom eyes were tightly closed, and his slender eyelashes printed two light shadows on the lower eyelid.

He fell asleep?
Xinmeng was surprised, and then reacted.In the first half of the night, he waited for her at the west city gate. In the second half of the night, he relieved her acupuncture points, and he didn't close his eyes the whole night.Thinking about it, I was really tired.

She was also tired, but the thought of sharing the same bed with him made her unable to fall asleep.

I stared at him for a while, but I didn't see him move, so he must have fallen asleep.

He slept soundly, but it was difficult for her to be very sleepy physically, but extremely tense mentally, which invisibly became a double torture.

"Eighth Prince?" Xin Meng softened her voice, stopped, and called again, "Eighth Prince?"

If there is no response, he must be fast asleep!

Xiao Lang's hoarse voice was somewhat lazy: "Can't sleep, or are you hungry? Do you want me to wake you up for breakfast?"

She was so nervous that she didn't dare to move, and said in an embarrassing way: "Don't dare to bother the Eighth Prince."

A chuckle came from above his head: "Sleep!"

go to bed?

Not seeing Xiao Lang say another word for a long time, Xinmeng realized that the "sleep" he said was literally sleeping.Moreover, he really fell asleep this time.

As soon as the tense nerves were relaxed, sleepiness swept over like a tide.She struggled a few times, and finally couldn't resist the tiredness, and fell into a deep sleep.

This sleep, sleep turned upside down, sea dry and stone rotten.When I woke up, it was almost dusk.

Fluttering her eyelashes, Xinmeng slowly opened her eyes, staring at the water-blue gauze tent suspiciously, feeling a strong sense of strangeness in her heart.

here is……

When her waist tightened, she lowered her head, saw a man's arm wrapped around her waist, and immediately remembered everything.

Not only did she face Xiao Lang frankly in the bath, but she also slept on the same bed with him.

As a noble girl who has not left the court, where did the precautions she should have gone?
She thought to herself, she must have been frightened, and after running around for a long time, she was too sleepy to hold on!
"Are you awake?" Qingling's voice came from behind.He woke up too.

"En." Xinmeng responded to him lightly, secretly glad that her back was turned to him.Otherwise, she doesn't know if she can maintain her superficial calm like she is now.

He didn't move because he was greedy for her meekness at the moment and the fragrance emanating from her body.

She didn't move either, but it was because she didn't want him to see her blushing.

The room was quiet, only the sound of each other's hearts beating in their respective chests.

A female voice as clear as a yellow oriole sounded from outside the room, her tone was not domineering, but extremely firm: "Get out of the way! The dignified owner of Linyuan Villa, Mo Zhuang, wants to help the eight princes ruin the reputation of our young lady?"

Why is Songchun here?Xinmeng was startled, then surprised, before she had time to think, she pulled Xiao Lang's arm away and sat up.

After straightening out the dress on her body, she pushed open the door. When she saw a yard full of people, she wished she could turn back time.

(End of this chapter)