Regent, he always wanted to marry me

Chapter 215 My Lord, This Is Not Good...

He specifically emphasized the hard work.

Warm breath sprayed on her face, hot, the surrounding breath suddenly became thinner.

Yun Hui felt the big hand holding her, the lines and thin calluses in it, strong and powerful, but slightly cramped.

"Let me go!" Yun Hui moved uncomfortably.

In the small space, he put his whole body on her body.

He wanted to escape, but there was a table in front of him.

His whole body was as straight and slender as a bamboo pole, covering her whole body in front of him.

"Don't let go," Chu Mo slightly hooked the corners of his mouth. Under the dim light, he caught a glimpse of the redness at the base of her ears at a glance. For some reason, he was very satisfied with her reaction.

"Hold the pen, I will teach you how to write." Chu Mo stuffed the pen into her hand and leaned forward.

Yun Hui felt that he was getting closer to her, supporting the desk with one hand, while the other holding the pen tightly.

In the quiet room, she could hear each other's heartbeats, especially hers.

"I don't want you to pay back that tael of silver, my lord, go back, I'm tired..." Yun Hui stood there without moving, with a stove behind her, her back was so dry that even her body The temperature has risen, and the whole body is a little hot, and now she regrets closing the window so early.

"That can't be done. I've done a good job and never owed anyone a debt. Since I destroyed your copybook and made you unable to practice calligraphy, I have to teach you!" Chu Mo said seriously. , with a serious voice, as domineering as ever.

But the slightly raised corners of his mouth and the little smiles in his eyes betrayed his good mood at the moment.

Yun Hui turned her back to him, but she didn't see the emotion in his eyes, she pursed her lips tightly, all her thoughts were on the hotness behind her and that big hand.

"I really don't blame you, it's just a tael of silver. I'll ask Bicha to go out and buy me another copy tomorrow, so I won't waste the prince's time." Yun Hui forced himself to smile and waved his hand, but still Being held tightly by him, she felt a little powerless: "It's so late, lonely men and widows, it's not good after all."

"Why waste another tael of silver, this ready-made master, isn't this king's handwriting better than that of Fan Shudai? You can't go wrong if you learn from this king," Chu Mo frowned in disapproval. Seeing her drooping eyelids, the long eyelashes trembled and were soft, as if they touched his heart, making him want to reach out and touch it.

But in order to prevent her from raising her guard against him again, he still endured it.

"I have time tonight, I will teach you, I will leave!"

Yun Hui felt suffocated for a moment, still have to teach?She watched him hold her hand, and then looked at the drops of ink smudged on the paper.

She is really tired now. After the fright and fear just now, she is full of tiredness now. How can she have the energy to learn this?

"My lord, this is not good..." Yun Hui was weak, his voice was exhausted, and he tried his best to ignore the wall behind her, but the more he ignored it, the faster her heart beat. It poured down and touched her face, itching and numb.

"What's wrong?" Chu Mo didn't care, wrapped her other hand around her waist, and hugged her to the table: "When writing, stand upright, keep your mind empty, and keep your eyes on the paper ..."

(End of this chapter)