This princess is inappropriate

Chapter 340
Seeing that there was no sign of separation between the two of them, Mo Wei's face was on fire, she gritted her teeth and said angrily: "Chu Jiaoli! You are enough! Is the princess of a country a bit dignified?" ?!"

Chu Jiaoli reluctantly parted from Beigong Tengxiao, and rubbed his neck affectionately, with a soft and smug smile: "Your Highness is my man, I can touch him as I want, Second Sister If you have such opinions, are you jealous?"

"I'm jealous?!"

Mo Wei's anger has not yet come down, and she heard her say again: "Second sister, do you want to continue watching? If you are so curious, Jiaoli doesn't mind opening your eyes, but I don't know... you girl who has not left the cabinet, look After such a scene, is it still possible to get married?"

Mo Wei was stunned by her few words, seeing that Chu Jiaoli was really going to make a move, she immediately turned her back, then snorted harshly, shook her sleeves and left.

She walked quickly to the window at the bow, and the boatman with the oar shouted, "Why are you swimming with them? Get out of here!"

Chu Jiaoli raised the corners of her lips, and said to the moving boat, "Second Sister, I haven't congratulated you on your promotion to the rank, but when Jiaoli is free, I will present you with a generous gift."

"No need!" Mo Wei shouted angrily.

Seeing her embarrassment, Chu Jiaoli smiled proudly, her chin was lifted slightly, her eyes turned around, and she met Shang Beigong Tengxiao's wolf-like gaze.

Chu Jiaoli suddenly came back to her senses, looked at him a little awkwardly, her arms around his neck slipped down, and she lowered her eyes.

He touched her bright red lips vigorously with his thumb, and the corners of her lips were smudged with a charming color. He said in a hoarse voice: "Aifei, you are very good at acting. I am not going to cooperate with you and just finish the performance."

Chu Jiaoli swallowed innocently, suddenly lost her arrogance just now, and whispered: "Your Highness, just now..."

"The way you looked just now was very good, I like it very much..." Beigong Tengxiao whispered in her ear, "Your jealous reaction is so beautiful."

Chu Jiaoli blushed shyly, and buried her head in his arms.

It's night, Chu Mansion.

The Prime Minister's Mansion is still under management, and Mo Wei is still living in the Chu Mansion.

Inside the closed door, the smoke from the incense burner is lingering, and the candle flames dance, adding some warmth to the lonely night.

Mo Wei was the only one left in the room. She poured the wine from the jug into the glass, watched the wax tears streaming down from the candlelight on the table, and her mind was full of what Chu Jiaoli said in the boat.

"That's right, the second sister is not married, so the fun between Jiaoli and His Highness, my sister naturally doesn't understand."

"Second sister, isn't she... lonely?"

"Damn Chu Jiaoli." She gritted her teeth viciously, raised her glass and drank the wine in one gulp, flipped through the books on the table and gritted her teeth, "I don't understand, how could I not understand!"

After a long time, she slammed the wine glass on the ground, feeling indescribably depressed.

The scene of Wen Ruyu blocking her in the corner last time in the palace suddenly appeared in her mind, she raised her hand and gently touched her lips, her thoughts were complicated.

Taking a deep breath, she frowned and rubbed her temples, and said in a cold voice, "Wen Ruyu, come out."

The room was still silent, and she threw a few picture albums on the ground irritably, and said, "I know you are nearby, come out for me!"

As the words fell, only hearing a breeze by the window, bringing a touch of elegant and faint fragrance, Wen Ruyu had already entered her room.

He leaned on the column, folded his arms, looked sideways at the wine on her table, and frowned impatiently, raised his long eyebrows in puzzlement, and said in a leisurely tone: "I have fulfilled my wish and became the prime minister, why are you so bored?" ?”

A gust of night wind blew, and the picture album on the ground made a sound. When he glanced sideways, he was shocked by the scene depicted in the picture. His pupils shrank suddenly, and his hands that were leisurely folded his arms were also put down. Reddish, she said sternly, "Weiwei, what do you think of this?"

Mo Wei looked at him from the side, with a complicated expression that contained a trace of inquiry. After watching for a while, she got up, holding the album in her hand, and walked towards him.

Standing in front of him, Mo Wei raised her hand to grab his collar, he bent down, and her lips were caught off guard.

Wen Ruyu froze suddenly, her pupils were full of shock, and her heart was bursting with ecstasy, like fireworks blooming in the dark night, which made people's heart palpitate.

A pleasant scent that belonged to her entered her nostrils, Wen Ruyu put her arms around her waist, turned around, leaned her against the pillar, and kissed her repeatedly.

Not seeing her resistance for a long time, Wen Ruyu raised her hand and raised her chin, looked at her slightly drunk face from drinking, her charming pupils filled with a playful smile, and said, "Young master, are you drunk? "

"I'm sober." Mo Wei pursed her lips, as if she was thinking about it carefully.

Wen Ruyu watched her actions, narrowed her eyes slightly, rolled her Adam's apple, and said hoarsely, "Weiwei, what are you doing?"

After Mo Wei came to her senses, she seemed a little nervous. Thinking back to what happened just now, her fingertips couldn't help trembling. She lowered her head and flipped through the books, looking at them carefully and intently.

The book in her hand was suddenly taken away, Wen Ruyu raised her hand to imprison her wrist, and her clear voice was ambiguous: "Want to learn? Master will teach you?"

Not to be outdone, Mo Wei glanced at him, and said, "Hmph, you don't need to teach me, return the book to me, and I will learn by myself."

Hearing this, Wen Ruyu's eyes were dark, and she returned the book she held up high, and moved her other hand away from her wrist.

Mo Wei frowned and turned the pages of the book seriously, looking at the drawings on it, and studying them carefully, her face blushed unconsciously.

She grabbed Wen Ruyu's sleeve and brought him to the couch, and then went up.

Study the book with one hand, and follow the instructions in the book with the other hand.

Sometimes Wen Ruyu's hand was restless and wanted to do something, but she slapped it, and said fiercely: "Don't move around."

Like a studious child, Mo Wei copied the contents of the book rigidly and bluntly. After a long time, the book in her hand was suddenly thrown far away. Before she could react, she was covered by Wen Ruyu.

"Wen Ruyu! Get down!"

"Wen Ruyu, this young master orders you to go down!"

"Wen Ruyu, are you deaf? Don't pretend to be dumb!"

Mo Wei's voice weakened, and a sense of shock that she had never felt before came to her heart. The night that was originally as dark as ink was dotted with gorgeous stars, shining dazzlingly in front of her eyes.

The slender hand suddenly trembled, and was covered by Wen Ruyu's big palm.

Mo Wei's restless heart suddenly found her place for a moment. She yearned for the warmth of his palm, like a stove in the cold winter snow.

Then, a piercing pain caught her off guard and screamed.

A tear dripped from the corner of his eye, and he carefully wiped it away with his hand.

(End of this chapter)