Reborn Totalitarian Queen

Chapter 156: Unable to Steal Fragrance, Duanmu Repairs Window (1)
"You have such a bad temper, who did you learn from?" After a while, Duanmu Qi said, and patted the sawdust off his shoulder.

He was actually not angry.

Song Chuxi ignored him, turned around and walked into the back room.

Duanmuqi didn't realize it, and he followed him.

Song Chuxi took two steps, and when he heard his footsteps, he suddenly turned around angrily.

At that time, Duanmuqi's footsteps hadn't stopped, she turned around, very suddenly, her forehead hit Duanmuqi's chest directly.

As soon as Duanmu Qi raised his hand, he hugged her full.

Song Chuxi didn't push him away immediately, she hid her face in front of his chest to hide her expression, and then heard Duanmuqi's teasing voice above her head, "Another anger, who are you talking to? "

Song Chuxi kept silent.

After a long time, Duanmuqi couldn't stand it any longer, he held her shoulders and pushed her away from his side for a while, lowering his eyes to look at her face.

Song Chuxi was full of resentment, and said angrily: "You don't care about me—"

"It's a small matter—" Duanmuqi laughed, "You have calculated all the people who should be punished and who should not be punished. I want to intervene, but I am afraid that if I intervene, it will only be a disservice. Right now You got cheap and acted like a good boy?"

Those people like Song Chuning are not enough in her eyes, and it is not to blame Duanmuqi for keeping her in Song's house so reassuringly.

"Then you're here again?" Song Chuxi fought him because of this matter anyway, pushed him in the chest, then turned around and went back to the back room.

Duanmu Qi knew her awkward temper well, so he followed her in, followed her, and sat on a soft couch together.

"Let me ask you about the itinerary to Beijing." Duanmu Qi said.

Song Chuxi thought for a while, then turned to look at him, "Are you ready?"

"Well, there's nothing wrong with me, I can leave at any time." Duanmuqi nodded, "It's already late."

"The second day of next month is the birthday of the first ancestor of the Song family. The family will go to the family temple to worship. I haven't been back for several years. This time I always thought I should show my face." Song Chuxi said.

Duanmu Qi had been staring at her profile, but at this moment he couldn't help but laugh, and casually fell back, falling on the couch.

Song Chuxi was baffled by his smile, so she frowned and looked back at him.

"It's really as simple as showing your face?" Duanmuqi raised his eyebrows.

He supported his head with one hand and lay on his side on the soft couch, not feeling uncomfortable that this was someone else's place in the middle of the night.

At night, Song Chuxi's bun was loose, and her waist-length hair fell down, reflecting the faint light of the palace lantern under the wall, it seemed to be flickering, like a high-quality satin of excellent texture.

Duanmuqi raised his hand and touched it.

Song Chuxi didn't feel embarrassed by what he said, so she curled her lips and said, "Can't you?"

"It's not impossible—" Her hair was silky and silky, and it was really hard to put it down. Duanmuqi touched it again and again, and then he spoke with a somewhat careless expression and tone, "It's just normal, what's going on on the road?" You have to prepare to walk for half a month, if you delay the departure until the beginning of December, you will inevitably have to catch up on the road, and it will be very hard."

This year is the first time for him to go to Beijing to participate in the court celebration as the head of the Duanmu family. He doesn't mention Song Chuxi and knows that he will need to come to Beijing a little earlier to make some connections.

"Then just catch up, it's only a matter of a few days—" Song Chuxi didn't take it seriously.

Duanmu Qi pursed his lips, but still did not let go.

"Aqi—" Song Chuxi couldn't help softening his voice.

This man is really a born wolf with a big tail. He obviously doesn't care about anything, but he just wants to hang her, wait for her to give in, and then use good words to slander him again.

Knowing that it was all perfunctory for him, even if the words were extravagant - did he really like to listen so much?
Song Chuxi thought in his heart, and couldn't help shaking for a while.

Seeing that she suddenly became absent-minded, Duanmuqi pouted, "What are you thinking about?"

Song Chuxi came back to his senses, stared at him, and said angrily, "Do you really have to ask me to beg you?"

"That depends on how you plan to ask." Duanmu Qi raised his eyebrows as it should.

So Song Chuxi felt a little depressed.

Anyway, she is poor and white. Even if she is in the Song family now, she is relying on his face to support everything. Is this person so idle and boring?Are you willing to go through such a toss between the two of them in a slobbering lawsuit?

"If you are in a hurry, go by yourself. When you come back from the capital, you will find that I have been eaten by them and there is not even a scum left. It will save you the trouble of collecting my body." Finally, Song Chuxi said, coldly humming With a sound, he slapped his hand away to get up.

Duanmu Qi was behind her, with his arms around her, he restrained her by the waist.

So he turned over and sat up, put his chin in the socket of her shoulder from behind, and hugged her from behind.

I don't know what she used to wash her hair, there was a very faint and misty fragrance in his breath, Duanmu Qi closed his eyes as if he was a little sleepy, the corners of his lips curved into a smile, and his chin touched Rubbed against her shoulder, and then said in a half-true tone: "Want to swallow you? They also have to have such good teeth."

There was a big hole in the window outside. Although there was a brazier in the room, it didn't feel very warm. In addition, Song Chuxi stayed by the window for a long time before, and her cheeks on both sides were still radiant. With a little cool breath.

Duanmu Qi rubbed his face against her cheek.

The temperature on her skin soaked into the blood at once, obviously it should be the stimulation that makes people feel cold, but he faintly felt that the blood was agitated, and there was an inexplicable throbbing emotion, and he couldn't help rubbing rub it, rub it again...

Song Chuxi just felt that his cold face was warmed by his body temperature, and then it became hot.

She stretched out her hand, separated his face with her palm, and said perfunctorily, "Are you cold? Don't use me to keep warm even if you are cold."

"Oh——" Duanmuqi chuckled dumbly when he heard the words, and suddenly pecked at her palm, and the voice behind it all melted into her palm and became indistinct, "I'm afraid you'll be cold Well, that’s why I came here to warm you up.”

(End of this chapter)