The stunning cold emperor is cute

Chapter 125 Her Courage
"Grinding? Oh." Yun Shu put down the book, picked up the small and exquisite white jade bottle, poured some water into the inkstone, and then slowly ground it with the top-quality red inkstone.

Creamy snow-white wrists, slender fingers like green onions, and pink carapace are all attractive and eye-catching.The red ink that is ground out is more white and whiter, and the pink is more charming.

It's not that Yun Shu knows how to study ink, this skill is the memory of the body.The original owner's concubine taught the original owner everything she knew, besides singing and dancing, it also naturally included red sleeves, which was the most pleasing to men.

Emperor Ming Yan rested his elbow on the table, resting his chin with one hand, and looked lazily at her graceful grinding posture with wisps of sultry flavor, the corners of his cold lips were soft and pleasant, "Luo Luo is beside me, my heart is in a hurry."

"...The ancients said that sitting in the arms is not chaotic, but the concubine is in chaos before sitting in the emperor's arms? It proves that you are too inattentive at work." Yun Shu glanced at Emperor Mingyan and said.

Emperor Ming Yan raised his eyebrows, "How dare you teach me a lesson."

Yun Shu's cherry lips slanted, and she suddenly became arrogant, "Can't you say it? Since ancient times, the wise master has heard loyal words hard to hear."

Emperor Ming Yan gave her a hand, Yun Shu quickly let go of the red ink stone, and staggered into his arms.

"Who gave you the guts."

"It's just a matter of fact, it's not about murder and arson, but also courage."

"Luoluo is quite courageous, even death...is not afraid." Her slender fingers covered a piece of skin on Yun Shu's forehead that was more pink than other places.

Yun Shu's body trembled suddenly, and she struggled to get up, "I still have work to do, otherwise I won't be able to do it when it gets dark."

"Does it hurt?" Emperor Ming Yan held her in his arms, his voice was surprisingly calm.

Yun Shu struggled with all her strength for a few times but couldn't break free, so she gave up and said weakly, "...forgot."

More than pain!Naked and alone in a strange world, she is repulsed, desperate and terrified.Only Fei'er took care of her to the best of her ability, tied her feet to her feet at night even when she was sleeping, for fear that she would commit suicide after going out.

If it wasn't for Fei'er at that time, really, she would have died long ago, in order to return to the original world!
Seeing her biting her lips tightly, Emperor Ming Yan lowered his head and kissed her.

Yun Shu was startled, and was attacked by her nimble and tenacious tongue.

The swelling subsided when he opened his eyes wide, and he had almond-shaped eyes, so he whined twice.

Emperor Ming Yan's big hand gently patted her on the back, but did not make any further movements.

Her lips rubbed against each other, and it took an unknown amount of time before Emperor Mingyan let her go.

When his lips left hers, he pulled out a silver thread, Yun Shu saw the glowing thread, she didn't know what to do for a moment, she just closed her eyes in embarrassment.

Emperor Mingyan smiled in his dark eyes, lowered his head again, put the silver thread between his lips, and finally pushed it into her mouth.

This time, it was another charming and lingering time before we left.

Emperor Ming Yan's deep and hoarse voice said, "Don't bite your lips again."

The people of Yunshu are weak, obedient and obedient, "Yeah."

"Zhen will make the decision for you, go to work." Emperor Mingyan let her go.

Yun Shu's head was a little dull from being kissed, and she didn't react immediately, "What?"

"Don't tell me you want to stay and continue? I have no objection." There was a wicked smile on the thin lips.

Yun Shu's face turned red, and she ran out in a hurry without stopping.

Emperor Ming Yan looked at her thin and small figure, and the gentle look on his face gradually faded away, "Dian Zhong Sheng..." His knife-sharpened fingertips tapped on the thousand-year-old red sandalwood tabletop, making a muffled sound like thunder.

(End of this chapter)