Crown Jewels

Chapter 107 You hurt me

Song Yan pressed his back against the door frame, and the gold and copper palace door slowly closed, forming a private space where he would not be disturbed by outsiders.

"The county master—"

"The county master—"

"Gu Baozhu—"

The fact that no one responded made the young man frown.

Song Yan stepped on the solid palace bricks, and his figure was immersed in the dark night step by step.

Vaguely, there is a square table in front of the line of sight, with the shadow of a round candlestick on it.

Without hesitation, the boy got up and walked in that direction.

Although the footsteps slowed down in the dark night, every step was unusually steady.

The candlestick was getting closer and closer, and Song Yan's steps were a little faster.

However, at the last three feet away, Song Yan subconsciously raised his ankle, and suddenly his whole back arched slightly.

In the dark night, I only felt a hand grabbing my ankle silently.

Without any indication, Song Yan's heart skipped a beat, and he almost jumped a few feet away in shock.

Fortunately, those hands were soft to the touch and didn't have much strength.

He couldn't detect any malice either, which made Song Yan calm down.

Standing still, Song Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, and then he saw clearly a woman lying on her side on the glazed tiles of the main hall.

The wide bright yellow robe hem bloomed gorgeously on the floor tiles, making her body even more slender.

Song Yan lowered his eyebrows and squatted down slightly.

The faint moonlight seeping in through the window made him barely able to see this face clearly, it was undoubtedly Gu Baozhu!

As if sensing someone approaching, the woman shrank back unconsciously in the night.

With a cat-like voice, he murmured in a low voice to test.

"Song, Song—"

For some reason, Gu Baozhu couldn't even speak clearly.

Song Yan heard it amused, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly.

Just as he was about to stand up and light the candlesticks on the square table, he felt his hands covering his ankles again.

Then somehow, the woman was not as afraid of people as before.

He even grabbed his clothes, and then used his strength to actively cling to him.

In the end, she went straight into Song Yan's arms and wrapped her arms around his neck.

"Gu, Gu Baozhu—"

Song Yan's teeth were numb, and his lips trembled.

In this situation, he could clearly feel that something was wrong with Gu Baozhu.

The arms wrapped around his neck were incredibly soft.

The breath sprayed out, with the heat of beer wine, and the whole person is extremely dishonest.

The troubled hands in his arms made Song Yan's forehead twitch, and he almost threw the person in his arms out.

Enduring it, Song Yan embraced the person in his arms, walked to the square table in a few steps, and helped her to sit on it.

But Gu Baozhu's body was not stable yet, Song Yan was pulled away by Gu Baozhu.

Gu Baozhu only felt that the man holding her body had his arms around her waist.

The hard touch on her body made her feel a little uncomfortable, so she struggled subconsciously.

Accompanied by the aggrieved accusation, the woman's final voice was slightly raised like a cat's.

"Song Yan—"

"It hurts, you, you hurt me—"

In the dark night, only the girl's eyes were clear, looking at Song Yan with moisture.

Gu Baozhu's usually upturned eye ends were half-down at this time honestly, with a vicious look of grievance.

In the darkness of night, the veins on the back of the boy's hands twitched, and for a long while, he said softly and compromisingly.

"Okay, okay——"

"I won't hug you anymore, can you—"

The perfunctory voice resounded in the dark night, and the Huozhezi shone brightly.

Accompanied by the muffled crackling sound of the candlesticks, the space several meters around the square table was surrounded by light, barely illuminating the dark corners of the hall.

"Hey--"

At the moment when Gu Baozhu was about to fall from the square table, Song Yan quickly caught her.

He subconsciously relaxed his movements, not daring to exert great strength.

The deliberately light movements seemed to make the person in his arms feel better, and Song Yan didn't hear any more complaints from her.

The candlelight was brightly lit, Song Yan subconsciously looked down.

Gu Baozhu's temples were scattered but not chaotic, and her fair cheeks were lightly blush, which made her red lips more bright.

The tails of her eyes were raised intentionally, with an unknown charm.

The shallow candlelight shone on the girl's tender yellow thin skirt, giving off an orange-yellow dim light.

Song Yan's eyes fell on the front of the woman's disheveled skirt for a moment, the veins on the forehead twitched, and his eyes retracted like an electric shock at the slightest touch.

The sweltering heat of summer made their foreheads drenched with sweat.

Even though ice basins were placed around the palace, it didn't take away half of the heat in my heart.

Under the candlelight, the young man held Gu Baozhu's waist with his right hand, and stretched out his bony left hand.

The boy fumbled briefly, and found the skirt that had fallen from the woman's chest.

He tentatively pinched a corner with his fingertips, just about to help her lift it up.

But suddenly...

Two slender hands suddenly held his left hand.

Song Yan subconsciously looked down, and happened to meet Gu Baozhu's clear eyes.

It seemed that at this time, her mind had returned to the cage, and her consciousness had awakened.

The end of the woman's eyes was raised, and with a three-point scrutiny, she uttered his name coldly between her lips and teeth, as if she was condemning...

Song Yan was stunned for a moment, the hand that originally wanted to help her tidy up her clothes quickly withdrew it as if being electrocuted by hot oil.

"Gu Baozhu, are you reasonable?"

The young man hid his panic and wanted to say a few words of truth.

When he regained consciousness, he suddenly discovered that Gu Baozhu, who was still peacefully lying in his arms just now, actually took advantage of the gap just now to climb onto his shoulder.

Song Yan's whole body trembled, and he subconsciously fell down on the table.

The woman in her arms seemed to be getting excited, her brows were slightly frowned, and she didn't seem to be very comfortable.

When Song Yan was in a daze, the woman supported his shoulder and automatically changed her position.

His arms were soft, but they clung tightly to his shoulders.

Seemingly disgusted with the unsteadiness of sitting sideways, the woman stretched her strength and spread her legs apart as if she had learned without a teacher.

She raised her waist and slowly sat on the boy's lap.

A scorching hot breath came from the ear, and a tingling sensation came from the tailbone.

Song Yan's eyelids twitched violently, and he quickly jumped up from the square table.

Bright yellow candlelight, the shadows of the lights dyed the tips of the young man's ears red.

In his haste, Song Yan naturally never cared about Gu Baozhu in his arms.

In the dark night accompanied by the shadow of the lamp, a woman's low exclamation came.

When Song Yan's feet landed on the ground, the force of the woman in his arms clinging to his body became tighter.

Between the two, it is more like a seam fit.

Even Song Yan could feel the softness of his skin against his thin shirt.

And... the unspeakable strangeness in himself.

Pushing aside the two hands between the neck, Song Yan suddenly stepped back half a step, opening the distance between him and Gu Baozhu.

Gu Baozhu only felt that there was a fire burning around her neck.

In the bottom of her heart, it was as if something had been taken away. It turned out that she still had it, but now she lost it inexplicably.

In the darkness where the candlelight could not shine, the white and slender right hand was fiddling with the button of the front placket.

The woman raised her head, showing her beautiful and delicate neck, her red lips parted slightly.

He was obviously angry, but the words that came out of his mouth sounded a little dissatisfied, showing a sense of arrogance and domineering.

"Song—" "No, Bing—"

Song Yan held his breath, held his temper and listened to what she was saying clearly.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he approached, his arm was grabbed again.

There was a humming and chirping sound, and looking in the direction the girl's wrist was pointing at, he really understood it this time.

"Song Yan, I want to eat Binger—"

Looking in the direction Gu Baozhu pointed to, it was the ice basin placed around the corner of the hall.

The transparent ice crystal proudly releases its icy mist in the scorching heat.

Then, in the end, it was no match for the heat wave, and it completely turned into crystal clear water droplets.

In the ice basin, there are ice cubes the size of an adult's palm.

There is a little bit of miscellaneous in the crystal, which is specially used in the warehouse for cooling down the heat, so it can't be eaten in the mouth.

(End of this chapter)