Princess, be nice

Chapter 465
Bewitched by Xie Ci's monster again!

Xie Ci looked down at her with a calm expression.

Her voice was still hoarse, "I don't want to."

The five fingers stretched slightly, interlocking with hers.

The heavy pressure, as well as the heat caused by the abnormal fever when Xie Ci leaned over, made Yuan Changhuan's mind extra clear, "Don't mess around, your fever hasn't subsided yet."

"No problem..."

Xie Ci's cheek was buried in her hair, floating like nothing.

But enough to confuse people.

"I'm in the way!" Yuan Changhuan exerted a little force, and Xie Ci, who was originally slender, was pushed sideways by her.

Sitting up, Yuan Changhuan looked dazed, "You are so sick that you have no strength and are still playing hooligans."

She just pushes lightly.

If it was the previous thank you, she might not be able to push it with all her strength.

Xie Ci breathed lightly, lying on the bed, his body relaxed and relaxed, until his breath evened out, Fang replied, "It's because my husband has no strength in his hands, not strength."

"Enough to satisfy the lady."

"Shut up, you." Yuan Changhuan raised his hand to cover his thin lips.

Just now.

Ting Zhuo's voice came from outside, "Concubine Shizi, the medicine is ready."

"come in."

Yuan Changhuan straightened his dress, approved a coat and was about to go out to get medicine.

But Xie Ci grabbed his wrist.

Turning around, she caught off guard and sat on Xie Ci's waist, and patted his chest. Yuan Changhuan subconsciously said, "Let go."

"Are you going out like this?" Xie Ci lifted his graceful chin slightly, even though he was lying on his back on the bed, his charm remained undiminished.

Especially those dark eyes.

It makes people feel scared.

Yuan Changhuan blinked her peach-blossom eyes lightly, wondering, "Why can't I go out?"

He took out the small bronze mirror she usually carried with her from under her pillow and handed it to her.

Then Xie Ci passed through the curtain and said in a deep voice, "Put the medicine on the table and step back."

"Yes."

Ting Zhuo heaved a sigh of relief when he heard his eldest son's clear words.

It seems that the son of the world is fine.

Yuan Changhuan saw in the mirror that his hair was loose, his red lips were moist, his face was like a peach blossom, and his skin was like jade.

Lively and fragrant, extremely heart-shattering.

As if you just did something.

Yuan Changhuan understood, pointed at his neck with his jade finger, glared and thanked, "What's going on!"

Xie Ci turned over, lay down on Yuan Changhuan's pillow, narrowed his phoenix eyes comfortably, and replied unhurriedly, "That's what happened, it's time to drink medicine for my husband."

Seeing that although his cheeks were flushed, but his voice was still hoarse, Yuan Changhuan threw the mirror on him and got off the bed.

The action is agile.

Then, for revenge, he poured a whole bowl of decoction into Xie Ci's mouth.

The brown liquid medicine dripped down Xie Ci's fair and beautiful chin and onto his chest.

Wet the thin pajamas.

Xie Ci didn't stop her movement, and waited until she put down the medicine bowl before she spread her arms, tilted her head, and her hair slipped on the brocade quilt, looking harmless and beautiful.

"Lady, it's time to take a bath for your husband."

"Go by yourself." Yuan Changhuan stood by the bed and changed clothes by herself, and she didn't want others to see Xie Ci's appearance.

Compared with his gentle and elegant appearance in the past, any expression of thank you now can seduce people's souls, abstinent and sexy.

She didn't want to thank others like this and be looked at by others.

He lowered the tent conveniently, and then called the maid to come in.

The weak words of Xie Ci came from inside the tent...

(End of this chapter)