Queen's Purpose

Chapter 133 Could it be... Quan Qing Nine?

The surrounding temperature is rising steadily, and ambiguity is everywhere.

But when Quan Qingjiu's hand rested on her chest, he stopped suddenly.

The remaining rationality clearly reminded him what to do and what not to do, just like at this moment, he should not continue.

The man's chiseled jaw was tight and his breathing was heavy. He suddenly rolled over from her body, got up and walked out.

Outside the tent, the Fuchen Vigil just passed by.

Seeing him coming out, he was shocked and said, "Master, what's wrong with you?"

The man walked past him with a gloomy face and expressionless expression, "Stay outside the deity's tent, and no one is allowed to enter."

"……Yes!"

But what do you do with an empty tent with no one around?
Fu Chen couldn't help asking again, "Where are you going?"

The man's tense voice uttered two words coldly, "Blowing air."

Blow... Blow?
Fuchen looked at the back of the man striding away, with a dazed expression on his face.

Do you not sleep in the middle of the night, blowing cold wind? ?

…………

When Xia Fanyin woke up the next morning, the man beside him had long since disappeared, and the temperature of the bed was also slightly cold.

But now she doesn't have time to pay attention to why he got up so early, because she found that her lips were so painful, they were definitely broken!

She didn't even have time to put on her clothes, so she got up and ran to the bronze mirror to take a picture, and the result was just as it should be!

Xia Fanyin touched her wound in shock, and gasped, but couldn't remember when she bit her lip.

Could it be that it was bitten in a dream?
Impossible, even though she sleeps poorly, it's not so bad that she fell off the bed and bit herself again, right?

Could it be... Quan Qingjiu?

Yes, ask him!
After she washed and changed, she ran out of the tent, and bumped into the man who was walking from Emperor Jing's tent. He was dressed in a purple robe, looking like a god in the gentle breeze, and walked towards this direction with no expression on his face.

Xia Fanyin remembered that she secretly kissed him last night, her face flushed slightly, she ran up to him and stopped him with a guilty conscience, "Quan Qing Jiu."

The man looked at her condescendingly, "What's the matter?"

Xia Fanyin frowned, "My lip is broken."

Quan Qingjiu stared at her bitten lip, his eyes narrowed slightly, then slowly raised his eyes and asked calmly, "So?"

so what? !
Look at his reaction, isn't it him?
Xia Fanyin hesitated for a moment, "I've never had a similar situation before, but I slept with you last night, so I just..."

"your Highness."

The man interrupted her in a low voice, "It just so happens that when I wake up in the morning, I also have discomfort on my lips. I suspect that someone has touched me."

He narrowed his eyes, "What do you mean... someone broke into our camp to make trouble secretly, or did we dream about something that shouldn't be there, and then bit it open ourselves?"

"..."

Xia Fanyin secretly felt guilty.

Although she didn't know what was going on with her own mouth, but this man's lips were clearly kissed and bitten by her!

Could it be... She had a sexual dream after secretly kissing him last night, and then she was still biting him in the dream, and finally bit herself?

Oh my goodness.

Xia Fanyin instantly felt that she was so horny and terrifying.

Quan Qingjiu watched her face turn red and white, and her thin lips tilted imperceptibly, and said lightly: "It's all trivial, don't think about it if you don't understand it. It's time to go hunting after breakfast." , don’t let the emperor wait, go back.”

Xia Fanyin immediately looked up moved, "Okay, okay, let's go!"

Just as she agreed, before they could turn around, a figure suddenly came towards them in the distance and called them to stop...

(End of this chapter)