Today, the hostess, has she lost her studies?

Chapter 2018 Tribulation Fruit (22)

The man looked down at her.

She rubbed her head against his chest as before.

Sucking his nose, his tone was a little sour, sour and soft.

"I thought...you don't want me anymore..."

The cold and heartless Emperor Dijun paused for a moment.

Then, slowly, he hugged her.

His chin rested on her shoulder, his breath was light, and his phoenix eyes were slightly closed.

There was a bit of soft laziness in his appearance.

The white fingertips landed on her waist.

There seemed to be a subtle snort, indifferently.

"I have no intention of marrying another. Since I married you, I will be responsible to the end."

When speaking, the tone was cold and indifferent, as plain as water, as if he was performing official duties.

"..." The person holding him raised his eyes to look at him.

"Responsible?"

Why does this sound so uncomfortable?

The man's slightly cool palm landed on her back unhurriedly, stroking along the long hair.

The movements are extremely familiar.

His chin rested on her shoulder, slightly buried between her neck.

The breath was warm, and all the exhaled breath fell on her neck.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, rubbing the scent of flowers on her body, and seemed to be in a happy mood.

But the person who was responsible was not very happy.

She pursed her lips slightly, and loosened her grip on him.

Gradually, let go.

"Actually, if you don't want to, you don't have to be responsible."

The hand that was about to fall was suddenly grasped.

Then, it was put back on his waist.

"Are you a fool?"

He knocked on her forehead, with a calm voice and a slightly soft tone, "I like you, so I have to take responsibility."

"..." She pouted slightly.

"You talk like this, as if you don't want to be responsible."

He hugged her tighter, pressing the tip of his nose against her cheek.

Close your eyes, kiss and rub.

"I don't want to be responsible..."

He hooked his lower lip vaguely, as if letting out a sigh.

"After thinking about it, I can't bear it..."

How could he be willing to look at the girl who he had loved for so long?

His sigh seemed to hide many unexplainable emotions.

Faintly, as if relieved.

With my own relief.

The person in his arms blinked.

"Then why don't you come to me?"

She did not forget that everyone told her that Ziwei Palace was not allowed.

As if he didn't want her to find it.

If she hadn't laboriously climbed the wall to find--

As if he knew what she was thinking, he gently held her hand.

The soft and white hand was put on the lips and kissed.

in the palm of your hand.

At that place, the faint purple word Chen, like a brand mark, finally disappeared slowly as if it had completed its mission.

Dissipated in his kiss, gentle and peaceful, not mixed with a little lust.

"Well, my fault."

He admitted his mistakes very quickly, and his attitude was extremely good, making it hard for anyone to find fault.

"It's all my fault for making Madam work hard."

He picked her up, "are you tired?"

She hugged his neck subconsciously, "It's okay."

He hugged her sideways, and the clear and beautiful skirt fluttered slightly in the air.

He quickly left under the tree and headed towards the palace.

She circled him, "Where are we going?"

His tone was calm and clear, "Do what a husband and wife should do."

She was stunned.

After being stunned for a few seconds, he finally realized what happened.

Her pretty face suddenly flushed red.

"Now...it's daytime."

He looked down at her with cold eyes, "So, do it a few times, and you'll get used to it."

"..."

(End of this chapter)