Tyrant he always wants to hit me

Chapter 57 To Hell, Bird~Beast!
Zhaojun put her on the couch, tore off her clothes and continued to kiss her. His hands wandered over her body, touching the soft mass and kneading her vigorously, as if punishing her, without any pity.

"Say, have you ever thought about me in the past two days? Even a little bit, huh?"

Wei Ying turned her face slightly to expose her neck for him to kiss, and quietly touched the porcelain pillow beside her.

The weather is getting hotter. She took out this pillow yesterday, but she didn't expect it to come in handy now.

He had already parted her legs, and was about to attack when he pressed against her. She picked up the porcelain pillow and hit him hard on the back of the head, and he passed out immediately.

To hell with you, bird~beast!
Wei Ying pushed him away, put on her clothes calmly, and walked out swaggeringly.

The palace people outside all listened to the commotion inside, and looked at Wei Ying, who was neatly dressed, with disbelief.

"This...so fast?" She could almost hear the voices in their hearts from their expressions, Wei Ying raised the corners of her mouth and sneered, and shouted, "Ruolan, let's go."

Ruolan was still in a daze, and followed three steps in two, "Where's your majesty?"

"Fell asleep."

"Where are you going, ma'am?"

Wei Ying also had a big heart, so she actually went to see Mrs. Ye for afternoon tea.

Zhaojun woke up after a while, touched the back of his painful head and gritted his teeth, shouting: "Wei Ying!"

When Wei Ying came back, she saw that the whole palace was kneeling on the ground, Zhao Jun was sitting there drinking tea and waiting for her, her face was so gloomy that she couldn't help but laugh when she saw his expression, she was so happy Couldn't be more fun.

"Yo, you're still there." Wei Ying said in a nonchalant tone.

"You still dare to come back?!"

"Come on, come here and let me talk to you." Wei Ying waved at him calmly, and walked towards the bedroom calmly.

Everyone in the Palace of Qianjing was shocked. What shocked him was that although Zhaojun's face was dark, he obediently got up and followed.

Wei Ying closed the door, and Zhaojun pressed her against the door, stared at her fiercely, his eyes almost spewing fire, "Didn't you say that you would not move around? How did you tell me what happened this afternoon?" explain!"

"I'm sorry, I just want you to calm down." Wei Ying said calmly, staring at him non-evasively, "Does your head still hurt?"

Zhaojun is so angry that she doesn't know where to start, why is she always like this, playing cards out of common sense.After hitting him, how dare you ask him if his head hurts?

"It still hurts." He said angrily, for some reason, there was always a bit of arrogance when he said these words.

Will she give him a rub?He was obviously so angry that his lungs were about to explode, but his heart was filled with temperless anticipation.I hope she can feel a little bit sorry for him.

Ordinary concubines would rub him nervously when they heard that he was in pain, but he forgot that her Ah Ying was not a normal person.

Sure enough, she heard her snort coldly, "It's just to make you remember better."

Zhaojun immediately felt his heart suffocate, lifted her chin, and said angrily, "Could it be that this king can't cure you?"

Wei Ying knocked off his hand and said coldly, "I'm not a tool for you to vent your desire. If you don't learn how to respect me, I will never be able to fall in love with you. You can kill me, but never insult me ​​like that."

"Insult?" Did she take his favor as an insult?
"Okay, very good." Zhaojun sneered, "Then I won't touch you from now on. Take care of yourself."

After finishing speaking, she was about to go out when she saw Wei Ying staring at him blankly.

"Why are you still standing here? Get out of the way!" he growled.

Wei Ying was still leaning against the door, so he couldn't leave in a cool way if he wanted to.

"Let me rub your head for you." Wei Ying said suddenly.

What's this?Slap a sweet date?Or is it so happy to hear him say that he doesn't touch her?

"Go away!" Zhaojun became even more furious.

Wei Ying looked at him teasingly, a slight smile gradually appeared in her eyes, "You are so cute when you are angry, I found out that I love to see you when you are angry?"

"You..." Zhaojun's face was as cold as ice, and there was a trace of cold air between his teeth: "This king's endurance is limited."

Wei Ying blinked and looked at him, "I didn't say I wouldn't let you touch it, but you can't, be gentle?"

This tone, this demeanor, are you coaxing him?Damn it!Why did she lose his temper at all when she coaxed him a little bit?
"Get out of the way!" Zhaojun's face was still ashen.I thought in my heart, no, he can't be so temperless.

"No, I'm here to talk to you, not to make you angry." She said.

He squinted at her: "Are you still saying that you don't make me angry?"

"Come on, come here, let me rub your head for you."

Because she did it, she knew the severity, and knew that his head must be swollen now.

Wei Ying pulled him into the room, sat on the couch, and let him rest his head on her lap.

Zhaojun finally understands that her greatest skill is to quickly annoy him and then coax him back quickly.Do not know what is wrong.

When he leaned his head on her lap, he suddenly felt wronged, and his nose was sore.In this life, it seems that after meeting her, I realized what it means to be wronged.

He must have confessed his love, why did she think he used her as that kind of tool?It's obvious that you can't help yourself, okay?Be gentle?How could he be gentle with her when he wanted her like crazy?He felt that in front of her, he could give up the dignity of a king or even a man, and only wanted her to treat him well.

Her fingertips were stained with ointment and she gently rubbed the back of his head gently. Her fingering was very strange.The place where it was rubbed didn't hurt a little bit, but Wei Ying didn't know that she had used her internal strength.He still doesn't know many things about her, and he doesn't even know that he has a killer weapon.

What Wei Ying fears the most is falling out of favor. In the palace, she has not cultivated her own influence, so the only person she can cling to is him. Arguing with him is the expression of her true temperament, but if the quarrel is fierce, she will Panic, because she was afraid that she would fall out of favor.

"Does it still hurt?" Wei Ying kneaded for a long time, exhausted a lot of internal energy, and rubbed away the bruise long ago, but he wanted to wait a little longer, so he let out a "hmm".

"But my hands are already sore."

"Then the king rubs it for you." He really took her hand and squeezed it in the palm of his hand.Her hands are as soft as bones, and her fingers are like catkins.

It's getting late, does he want to stay here?
"I'm hungry." She pushed him, "Get up, I'm going to eat."

"My king wants it too."

"Didn't you just leave? No more."

"Don't go."

"Hey."

It's a lie not to leave, because he also asked Su Qingye to discuss matters in the imperial study, and he should have arrived by now.

Zhaojun smiled helplessly, "Since you don't want to see me so much, then I'd better leave." Just as he was about to open the door and go out, he suddenly remembered something and stopped again.

"By the way, the king sent people to investigate the steamed buns, and they found them in the afternoon." He said seriously, "Catnip was found in the soles of Concubine Mei's shoes."

(End of this chapter)